Naming rights

For those of you who haven't heard, we are having another baby. Yeah! This will be our fourth and final birth. We are truly blessed and thankful for this gift. The baby is due in October, four months after our big move to Redmond, Oregon.

I love to go on option adventures to discover names for our children. I have named all of our land dwelling children, and I look forward to naming the womb dwelling child in the next few months. However, it has now become a ego adventure rather than a quest for a glorious name. Here is our pattern. Adam discovers names he likes, Sarah discovers names she likes. Adam tells Sarah his discoveries, Sarah makes a gross I-had-to-eat-liver face. Adam presses on for months selling his discovery. Sarah - tired, pregnant, and irritated finally gives in to Adams discovery. This has been the pattern more or less for Isaac, Andrew, and Hannah. And so now we begin again. This time though I am trying to be more open minded, but the 3-1 blemished record would not sit well with me. Pray that I discover a name that both Sarah and I find satisfying.

I like Samuel, or Norah. Although I could be talked out of Norah as it is not a Bible name, all 5 of us land dwelling Wolfgangs currently have Bible names. I would also like to keep that streak alive. We are praying for another girl, so that name is important to both of us. Sarah gave me the look already, so now I embark on the journey to hone in on one glorious name, and sell it to Sarah. Of course by September she will give in, I hope!

I'm addicted to...Well, me!

I don't like the word addiction because it infers that I am a victim. I believe that all my addictions are things I am choosing. There are many things I choose over Jesus, Sarah, and my children. Most of the things I choose over them are to please my self. Most of the time I can rationalize it by saying "I need (fill in the blank)."

This makes me wonder how much I actually need. Is there any non-physical need that Jesus can not fill? I don't think there is. Some of my psychologically knowledgeable friends might tell me otherwise - they might tell me that I have emotional needs. But I believe that Yahweh can fill those if I trust he will provide.

I feel trapped by that tension between want and need.