I call Him Savior...He calls me friend.
" I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master's business. Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you." John 15:15 I don't think I encouraged my kids to call me by any particular title. As they grew, mommy became mom or momma; I was dubbed Mammy by our oldest grandson, and my nieces and nephews call me Aunt Dee. On a good day, I'll answer to any of the above! But this post isn't about me. It is about Them. God. Jesus. The Holy Spirit. God the Creator, I Am; Jesus: the name above all names, the only name by which we can be saved into eternal life, Savior, Redeemer, Counselor, Advocate, Price of Peace, Lamb of God, El Shaddai; The Holy Spirit: Holy Ghost, Comforter, Guide. These same names bring peace to believers yet upset others to the point of bitterness, anger, hate...and I have to ask why? Is the peace that sweeps over Christians the result of our persona