| David’s 
              Mental Meanderings
  12th 
              May 2003  In the packet that the 
              NHS is handing out to pregnant women at their first pre-natal check 
              is a booklet with an article about naming the baby. It seems that 
              “naming ceremonies” are all the rage. More and more local councils 
              in the UK are establishing guidelines and providing facilities for 
              naming ceremonies, much as they do for weddings at the registry 
              office.  The author of the article 
              suggests how significant this event can be and how it can formally 
              make the baby a part of the extended family.  The author of this article 
              is oblivious (or assumes that the reader is oblivious) to the fact 
              that naming ceremonies are nothing new. They are called baptisms. 
              In the Church, a child has always been named at baptism. This is 
              still true throughout the Church, except in that small fraction 
              of Protestant denominations finding their theological identification 
              in the Anabaptists, and their more recent non-denominational progeny. 
               Popular in some of these 
              churches are the alternative “dedication” services. These services 
              seem to derive from the dedication of the first born to the Lord 
              in the Old Testament. It seems really odd that a service to set 
              aside a small group is the model for all children, instead of the 
              service that was for the whole community (representative in all 
              males), circumcision, to which the New Testament equates baptism. 
              I suppose it takes a few extra theological hoops to welcome a child 
              into the Church, without really welcoming it into the Church. 
               For it is in baptism 
              that the child is truly welcomed into the family of God. That is 
              why forenames have traditionally been called “Christian” names. 
              They are given when a person is “christened” – a term for baptism 
              because it is when Christian names are given.  In Eastern Orthodoxy 
              it is common for adults who are baptised to adopt a new Christian 
              name. This is a way of demonstrating that the person baptised into 
              Christ is a new creation, that old things have passed away and all 
              thing have become new. (II Cor. 5:17) This isn’t exclusive to Orthodox 
              folks, though. I have a good friend who is an evangelical Protestant 
              who took a new name at baptism.  But why is naming done 
              at baptism? Because, like baptism, naming is a divine act. The first 
              naming is at creation. “And He called the light Day and the darkness 
              He called Night.” Once Adam is created, this authority is vested 
              in him as God’s vice-regent. “And whatever Adam called each living 
              creature, that was its name.” It was part of his dominion mandate.  As parents we stand 
              in the place of God, in loco Deus as it were. We have stewardship 
              over our children for Him. That is why we have the responsibility 
              to name them. We are not naming them for us, we are naming them 
              for Him. This is why the Church has always bound naming and baptism 
              together. God names what is His.  Often today parents will 
              pick whatever name strikes their fancy. This is why there are so 
              many name books and websites out there. Most of them will tell you 
              the relative popularity of the name – how trendy it is.  Trendiness was not always 
              a major factor in choosing names. It used to be the case that names 
              weren’t picked haphazardly. It is still the case that after someone 
              finds out the name of a new baby, they usually want to know after 
              whom the baby is named. Some will name their child after great heroes, 
              Christian or otherwise. I have an acquaintance who is planning give 
              his son the forenames Robert Lewis Dabney, after the great 19th 
              century Presbyterian theologian and chaplain and Chief-of-Staff 
              to Stonewall Jackson. Others have appropriated the names of politicians 
              (from a time when politicians were worthy of the honour) with names 
              such as George Washington or Patrick Henry.  For others it is important 
              to carry on family connections. I am named after two great-grandfathers. 
              When we named Aidan, I understood the pressure exerted on poor Zachariah 
              when he named John the Baptist. “Why would you call him Aidan? There 
              is no one in our family named Aidan!” I was tempted to find a tablet 
              and write across it, “His name is Aidan!”  In fact, we did name 
              him for a family member. We named him for a member of the family 
              of God. We named him for someone whose life’s work was bringing 
              other members into family of God from a heathen people called the 
              Angles. Now in post-Christian Angle-land his life will be a witness 
              to the heathen people that once again dominate this land. For most 
              of the Christian era, it has been customary to name children after 
              the great saints of the Faith.  I had originally written 
              this to send out and publish on the day of our ultrasound scan. 
              It was to be my way of announcing the impending birth of our second 
              child. However, things were not as we expected. I have delayed sending 
              this out while Kelly and I worked through the emotions of this experience. 
               One of the things we 
              needed for closure was a name. It is difficult to say goodbye to 
              a nameless child. Normally, I would exert my patriarchal prerogative 
              to name, but my connection with the child was physically and psychologically 
              less strong than was Kelly’s. Since we didn’t know the date that 
              our child’s soul passed from this very brief life to the next, Kelly 
              chose to name it for the day its body was born.  Because of both dreams 
              and internal conviction, Kelly knows that the tiny child was a boy. 
              We have named him in honour of the Holy Apostle James the son of 
              Zebedee, whose feast day is celebrated on April 30. James is also 
              a good patron as he knows about early death. He was the first of 
              our Lord’s Apostles to exchange earthly intercessions for heavenly 
              ones.  We have printed off a 
              temporary icon of St James to add to our icon shelf. I’m sure we 
              will eventually purchase a proper wooden one. It serves as a reminder 
              to us that our little one safe in heaven. Through it we will venerate 
              the seasoned veteran of heaven looking after him. Though we will 
              never get to watch our James grow and mature through the stages 
              of this life, we will one day see him in that state we will all 
              enjoy.  |