Desert Pete

My sister read Sunday's post, then forwarded the story to me.

“Desert Pete”

Some years ago, a seldom used trail in the Amargosa Desert in California, there stood a rundown hut. Nearby was a well, the only source of water for miles around. Attached to the pump was a thin baking powder can with a message inside, written in pencil on a sheet of brown wrapping paper. This was the message...

This pump is all right as of June 1932. I put a new sucker washer into it and it ought to last five years. But, the washer dries out and the pump has got to be primed. Under the white rock I buried a bottle of water, out of the sun and the cork end up. There‘s enough water in it to prime this pump, but not if you drink some water first. Pour in about 1/4, and let her soak to wet the leather. Then pour in the rest medium fast, and begin to pump. You‘ll get water. The well never has run dry. Have faith. When you get watered up, fill the bottle, and put it back like you found it for the next feller. Signed, Desert Pete
Ps. don’t go drinking up all the water first! Prime the pump and you can get all the water you want.

Don’t be selfish. Deny yourself. Seek God’s kingdom first, and God will care for you.

Judges in Israel

After him, Elon the Zebulunite led Israel ten years. Then Elon died and was buried in Aijalon in the land of Zebulun.  (Judges 12:11,12 NIV)

Paul in his second letter to Timothy tells us  ^"All Scripture is God-breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness,"  (2 Timothy 3:16 NIV) hence today's puzzle.

The twenty-two words in the Book of Judges tell us everything we know about Elon so I infer that that is all we need to know.  But Paul's letter assures us that we need to know that much.  Why, then, is it important at all?

The Bible gives us an account of the period in the history in Israel in which the people not having a confederation which could rightly be called a state were led by a series of people that we refer to as judges.  There were twelve of them serving consecutively over a period of  roughly three hundred years.  (Some scholars include Eli and his sons Joel and Abijah as judges, followed by Samuel, bringing the count to sixteen.)  This period ended when Saul was anointed King over Israel.

Several of these judges are given considerable space in the scripture with detailed accounts of their accomplishments, Deborah, Gideon, Jephthah, and Samson being chief among them.  The others are mentioned, like Elon, scripture giving their roots, the length of time they led the people, and their burial sites.   For most a few words are given to some particular in the individual's life, for example of  Abdon who ruled eight years it is said that he had forty sons and thirty grandsons, each of whom rode on donkeys.  Clearly Abdon was a busy man, a virile man, and one wonders how he had time to consider the disputes and legal differences that arose among the people.  But I digress. (Which I am wont to do.)

Then we ask, "Why is Elon mentioned at all?"  Short answer, the ten years represented by his leadership are necessary to a completion of the chronology from the Exodus to the development of the kingdom.

As always, you are welcome.  Insights and comments?
 
Go!  This is the day the Lord has given the enemy into your hands.  The Lord has gone ahead of you!

Deborah, to Barak (Judges 4:14)

Jump to 21st century America.  The Lord still goes ahead of you; He gives you the victory!

Palm Sunday

Zech. 9:9: Rejoice greatly, O daughter of Zion; shout, O daughter of Jerusalem: behold, thy King cometh unto thee: he is just, and having salvation; lowly, and riding upon an ass, and upon a colt the foal of an ass.







Image: Henry Martin

Discouraged?

Christian, are you feeling weary in well-doing?  Peterson's take on St. Paul's letter to the Corinthians. 

 It seems to me that God has put us who bear his Message on stage in a theater in which no one wants to buy a ticket. We’re something everyone stands around and stares at, like an accident in the street. We’re the Messiah’s misfits. You might be sure of yourselves, but we live in the midst of frailties and uncertainties. You might be well-thought-of by others, but we’re mostly kicked around. Much of the time we don’t have enough to eat, we wear patched and threadbare clothes, we get doors slammed in our faces, and we pick up odd jobs anywhere we can to eke out a living. When they call us names, we say, “God bless you.” When they spread rumors about us, we put in a good word for them. We’re treated like garbage, potato peelings from the culture’s kitchen. And it’s not getting any better.  --The Message  (I Cor. 4:9-13) 

Yet rejection, beatings, stoning, shipwreck, and incarceration did not deter Paul from the mission.  He persevered to the end, faithful to his calling.  Be like Paul

Daily Prayer #T

It never gets old.  Our capacity for surprise is never filled.  No matter how many times we have experienced freezing cold, damaging winds, torrid heat and unbearable humidity we are always surprised when one of these events befalls us.

Take today.  Lovely bright sunlight pouring through my east windows.  I stepped outside and almost immediately frost formed on my mustache.  Surprised?  Of course.  Why would one expect it to be thirty-five degrees below freezing on a January morning in Indiana?  I mean it happens on an almost-annual basis and yet we somehow are surprised.  Yet again.

The "news" media are full of it.  (Read that again.) The weather readers go on and on about it.  And on.  Amazing, isn't it? That we have weather, I mean; and that we have winter weather in the winter time.

You know what surprises me?  Another day in my life in any weather conditions.  My father used to say of a man beyond three score and ten, "He's living on borrowed time."  Yes, I am living, well past four score now, in that zone of life.  Actually, this is scriptural, for the Bible says a man's years shall be seventy, eighty perhaps by dint of strength.

So this is me, heat, cold, wind, rain, or snow:

"Heavenly Father, I thank you for each day of my life, and I thank you now for this new day which You have granted me.  I pray that I may honor You throughout this day and reflect Your grace and love to those I may encounter.  Let it be so, in the name of Our Lord, Jesus Christ."

Photo: S4 Android by JoAnn Lacy, my BBBH,

Watchman, what of the night?

The watchman said, The morning cometh, and also the night: (from Isaiah 21:11,12 KJV) 

We make no attempt in this little essay to interpret Isaiah's prophecy.  Rather we use this intro to evoke the image of the watchman set upon the watchtower.  His observations will alert the city to any impending danger.  Be alerted.

The Parable

The great city is under siege.  The enemy has surrounded it and encamped beneath its walls, In the darkest hour before the dawn, the cry, "Watchman what of the night?"

"The fires of the enemy before his tents are many, yea, as the stars of the sky.  He is working frantically even in the night hours to assemble his siege engines, to amass stones.  Ladders are being brought before the walls.  Verily, he goes without rest."

The sky lightens ever so little, yet the watchman can now see into the distance, a league beyond the fires of the enemy.  "Watchman what of the night?"

"The morning is coming!  There is,  yes!  There is approaching in the distance a mighty host!  The light breaks!  It is clear.  The King is coming!  The King is coming!  We have nothing now to fear for our redemption is near!"

Keep the Faith

Be of good courage, for the King is coming.  The morning comes, and also the night, for the enemy shall be plunged into everlasting darkness. 

Get over yourself, and fear not!

And Moses said unto the people, Fear ye not, stand still, and see the salvation of the Lord, which he will shew to you to day: for the Egyptians whom ye have seen to day, ye shall see them again no more for ever. The Lord shall fight for you, and ye shall hold your peace.  Exodus 14:13-14 (KJV)

   
 "The people" whom Moses addresses are Israel as they were fleeing Egypt.  He is using the very name of the people, Israel, to exhort them to trust in God who "will fight for them."

In Genesis 32 we read the story of Jacob wrestling with God and after the night-long contention God gives Jacob a new name, Israel.  Israel: God contends; perseveres. God prevails.

Then the Psalmist reminds us again to "Be still and know that I am God." (42:10)

Fear is an adjunct of self-reliance.  In trusting God we have nothing to fear.

Mud, Water, and Re-creation

The account of the miracle of vision in the previous post brought us to the point where the man, following Jesus's instructions went to the Pool of Siloam, washed, and came seeing. (John 9:7)  A few words here about the magnitude of the miracle.

Many of us learned this story in Sunday school and have taken it in a matter-of-fact way, perhaps thinking, "Wow!  Jesus can do anything."  I dare say, though, that seldom have we considered the miracle in its entirety.  Think of this.  A person born blind has no experience of sight and his brain mapping would have relied entirely on non-visual sensory perceptions.  Sudden ability to "see" in and of itself is insufficient to be of any use to the subject.  In fact he would doubtless be totally confused and perhaps even terrified because he has no experience in processing visual stimuli.

How great is God?  We cannot imagine the answer to that question.  But in this instance Jesus not only gave the man the ability to sense visual stimuli, He gave him sight, which is to say the brain would have been totally remapped to allow the subject to process those stimuli!  One might go so far as to say the miracle was tantamount to slaying the man and resurrecting him in a more perfect body.

Created man from mud, re-created this man using mud.

Indeed God is Great!          TBC

Run Through a Troop, Leap over a Wall

²⁸ And the afflicted people thou wilt save: but thine eyes are upon the haughty, that thou mayest bring them down.
²⁹ For thou art my lamp, O Lord: and the Lord will lighten my darkness.
³⁰ For by thee I have run through a troop: by my God have I leaped over a wall.
³¹ As for God, his way is perfect; the word of the Lord is tried: he is a buckler to all them that trust in him.
³² For who is God, save the Lord? and who is a rock, save our God?
³³ God is my strength and power: and he maketh my way perfect.  2 Samuel 22:29-33, also Psalm 18:27-32 (KJV)

The maze of roads we must travel in this life is blocked by many walls and some of them are guarded by the minions of evil.  In our human frailty it would be impossible to thwart the guards or surmount the barriers of the walls. 

Praise be to God we need not be in this journey alone!  Who is God, save the Lord? Who is our rock, save our God?

"I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me."  Philippians 4:13

"God is my strength and power: and he maketh my way perfect."

God's Mercy #T

Does God withhold blessings and communications?  I don't know the theology requisite to a response to this question.  I do know that over the years I have heard people, dear saints of The Kingdom, say that it seemed God did not hear their prayers; that the ceiling above them was of brass and their petitions would not penetrate it.  Just this past week as I attempted to exchange words of consolation to a newly widowed friend she responded with, "God did not answer my prayers."

A difficult moment in the lives of two Christians as they converse at the foot of the casket of the  dear departed spouse, the one wracked with grief and doubt, the other feeling failure in his role as comforter.  We know that God does all things well and in His wisdom chooses the timing of His blessings.  We know this, and we know that it is ours to accept God at His word, to await His time.  And yet.

We read in Isaiah 54:8  "In a little wrath I hid my face from thee for a moment; but with everlasting kindness will I have mercy on thee, saith the Lord thy Redeemer."  (KJV)

Doubt is not sin; we are human.  Yet He will hold us in His hand in spite of our own tenuous grip.

btw, I have heard it said that doubt is the opposite of faith.  No.  In fact, doubt may be the foundation of faith, for without questioning there is no basis for believing.  Or so I think.

I pray as the father of the stricken son in Mark chapter nine, " Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief."

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What if Friday the Thirteenth Falls on Sunday?

I know it's an old joke, a stupid joke, but it still tickles me.  Humor me.  Now for the Sunday morning devotional.

 

Couple or three days ago (for Lauren¹ wherever you are) I cleaned out the gutters for the third time this fall, the third time because it took forever (meaning several weeks) for the austrees in the yard to shed their foliage.  This time is the last time for the year, for which I am thankful.


I did not have to think very hard to come up with the spiritual application for this endeavor.  Rather it *bam!* jumped out and grabbed me.  Keeping the debris out of the troughs and downspouts is an onerous task, one that offers itself over and over again.  This caused me to reflect on the day in my life when the effort to keep the trash and debris out of my mind was an unending task, one which seemed ever to need repeating in spite of my best efforts.²

Now we know that the Lord forgives us for He told us that if we confess our sins He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins.³  Nevertheless it seemed in my case at least to be an impossible task to keep the thought-life pure and "holy" so to speak.  And it is an impossible task, an on-going thankless and frustrating task.  But.

There is a solution.  If we allow it and ask God for it, He will build a protective guard over the channels of our minds.  We will live our lives in consideration of His ways, in emulation of Our Lord who gave Himself for us that we might be whole in Him!<sup>4

Cherish and guard your prayer life.  It is your channel of communication with God.

1</sup>Lauren was a young lady from Michigan, a teacher on my staff.  She abhorred the expression "a couple or three" which of course motivated me to work it into the conversation occasionally.
² But Mom, I said, I see things and cannot help thinking certain thoughts.  Mother replied, You cannot keep the birds from flying over you head, but you don't have to let them build a nest in your hair.  Thanks, Mom.
³"If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness" I John 1:9
⁴"Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things"  Philippians 4:8 

--Scriptures quoted from the King James Version

What is Your Life's Sermon?

My friend Grace in Virginia, writer of Dragon's Alley, sent this to me..  Said it reminded her of me. It is a timely reminder for me.  She suggested that I might work it into a blog post, and indeed that is an excellent idea!

William Ellery Channing was an American pastor who lived in the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries. I knew very little about him though one cannot read at any length concerning transcendentalism without encountering his name.  So I did a bit of reading.

Mr. Channing was a theologian and philosopher who was affiliated with the Unitarian Church.  He was a noted preacher and was a leading Unitarian theologian.  There are numerous interesting articles about Channing available on the web.

One tidbit I read stated that Channing was criticized in his own time for failure to affiliate with an organized anti-slavery movement. But though a famous and widely respected pastor, except for his church, Channing was not a joiner.  Much as I have done, he took the position that to commit to an organization diminished one's autonomy.  Think about it.  That is true.

So to the quote.  William Ellery Channing is in good company when he preaches that the best and truest sermons are preached by actions rather than by words.  It is said that Francis of Assisi admonished, "Preach the Gospel at all times.  Use words if necessary."

The Master himself is quoted in the seventh chapter of Matthew as saying, "Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles?  Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit.  A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit"  (NIV)

My own parents admonished me in this way by teaching me that "Actions speak louder than words."

Thank you, Grace.

William Ellery Channing 1780 - 1842 RIP

Psalm 1

1 Blessed is the man that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly nor standeth in the way of sinners nor sitteth in the seat of the scornful

2 But his delight is in the law of the Lord and in his law doth he meditate day and night

3 And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water that bringeth forth his fruit in his season his leaf also shall not wither and whatsoever he doeth shall prosper

4 The ungodly are not so but are like the chaff which the wind driveth away

5 Therefore the ungodly shall not stand in the judgment nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous

6 For the Lord knoweth the way of the righteous but the way of the ungodly shall perish 

Psalm 1 (KJV)

Give of your best

A few days ago I posted a photo of the Christmas cactus, wrote a short blurb, and concluded with
"The plant has been moved, repotted, overwatered, underwatered, chopped back, broken and otherwise abused over the years.  It is at least forty-three years old."

I thought at the time that there was a life lesson there, but I wasn't writing a devotional or self-help article.  So now I choose to revisit the statement in order to extrapolate a lesson.

As we face life, planted where we live and work, perhaps not always by our choice, moved about by the buffeting of life's winds, abused, disrespected, under-appreciated, it might be all too easy to lie down and give it up.

Like the plant, though, it is up to us to persevere, blooming when we can, brightening the corner where we are, as the song suggests.  If you feel it is not worth it to do it for yourself, do it for others.  Therein lies life's true joys anyway.

Happy February First!

Loving Parent, Responsive Child

Even as we expect our children to submit to our correction, so should we submit to the discipline of the Lord.  Do those children sometimes push back?  Do we push back when the Lord directs us?  I suspect that God often finds His children to be as intractable as we sometimes find our children to be.

Heed wisdom:

11 My son, do not despise the Lord's discipline
    or be weary of his reproof,
12 for the Lord reproves him whom he loves,
    as a father the son in whom he delights.  --Proverbs 3:10, 11 (ESV) 


Matt shares some serious thoughts on parenting as he and his wife eagerly await their first-born.  Check it out here.

Grasshoppers and Me

As I was walking across the backyard, I espied a grasshopper hopping in the grass.  Though the rascals have been in near-plague proportions at times in my life, I seldom see one these days.  My inner Little Boy insisted he have it.  I stooped and grabbed for it, but my outer Little Boy no longer exists, and Hop!  She eluded me.  However, I am much the larger creature, and slow and clumsy as I may be, a couple of steps and a reach enabled me to capture her.

I opened my hand.  There she perched, yellow and brown, perhaps two inches in length.  The insect gazed at me, crawled out onto the second joint of my index finger, pondered her next move for a few moments, then launched herself into the freedom of the air.  She landed a dozen feet away.

Reading the Bible the next morning, I came across a reference to the grasshopper in Amos 7:1 where the creature is characterized as destructive. wreaking havoc on the young crop.  My mind drifted to the much earlier incident  in which the Israelite spies reported back that  "we are as grasshoppers" in our own sight, and in theirs  Here the grasshopper represents insignificance.  (Numbers 13:33)

What other references do we find to the grasshopper?  In Leviticus 11:22 we find that the grasshopper is fit for human consumption, nutrition.  In the Book of Judges, we find the insects represent great multitudes.  (6:5, 7:12)

In Job 39:20, the grasshopper represents timidity.  Isaiah uses the creature, again to represent insignificance. (40:20)  Jeremiah uses the imagery of vast numbers. (46:23)
So scripture gives us that the grasshopper is variously nutrition, timid, insignificant, multitudinous,  and destructive.  And this doesn't even consider the references to locusts.

What is the difference between locusts and grasshoppers?  A lot has been written on the topic, and I am not an entomologist, but I have distilled my reading to this, which satisfies me.  Locusts are simply grasshoppers that have gone into a color-changing and swarming stage in their existence.  You can read about the role of serotonin*click* and all that stuff, if you are so inclined.

Consider this. God used the insignificant grasshopper as a scourge against resistors (think Egyptian ruler), as sustenance for his people and his prophet (John*click* comes to mind), and in numerous instances throughout His Word as simile or metaphor to convey His message.

The Lord who can use such a minor creature can also use you.  The difference is the grasshopper had no choice; you have.

The green grasshopper visited our yard a few years ago.  It was much smaller than the one this story started with.

He Cares for Me

Yesterday, a beautiful, nay almost perfect, Fall morning, I left the house on the bicycle quite late, yet in time to get to the post office before the noon locking of the door.

Exercising more caution than is my wont, when I came to the highway I stopped and planted both feet whilst waiting for the traffic to pass.  How unlike me.  I usually ride along the berm, hoping for an opening through which I might dart.  Six blocks along I came to a red light, and again I stopped. What is this strange behavior?  Right next to me was the rear end of a 53 foot semitrailer,  and as we both started through on the signal, I had a flashback to my teen years, a time in which I very likely would have grasped the back of the truck to allow it to tow me through town.  Sometimes, on Nevada Avenue, back in the day, about the time the driver shifted into sixth and the speed approached forty, I would let go, and let him go.

And thus it was that as I pedalled through the intersection and the truck pulled away from me that I thought "How many times did the Lord or His guardian emissary protect me when I was too stupid to watch out for myself?"

I know you will be incredulous, but as I thought about that I realized that the times were doubtless numerous; then I wondered how often He protected me in situations that I don't know about, some of which may not have been the result of my own stupidity. I'll never know, but I've no doubt the number of times is staggering.

And why, you might think, would vanilla believe that the Lord cares for him and protects him even in his folly?

This, for starters.  God sent Moses to lead His people out of bondage, and notwithstanding their repeated disobedience, and folly, and murmurings, God protected them and watched over them.  It is no stretch for me to believe that God who cares for and protects a couple million "stiffnecked" people in that day cares for this hardhead today.


He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.  He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.

Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;  Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.  Psalm 91: 1 - 6

Further reading: Deuteronomy 32

"Moses on Mt. Nebo" by Nehemiah Persoff

Grandbabies

BBBH is today's guest writer on String Too Short to Tie.

Grandbabies

Grandbabies are always in demand

But sometimes, upon my head, I could stand 

They give us a chance to bake cookies

Which we are not supposed to eat

With the excuse made to others

This sin we won't soon repeat

We go to the show and watch Snow White

Then go high up a hill to fly a kite

Get to play games down on the floor

With beautiful little people we adore

We can go to the zoo and watch an ape

Or slithering serpents at which we gape

  

Can give hugs and kisses and say goodnight

Pull up their blanket and tuck them in tight

We sit around rocking in our chair

Glad one of our grandbabies could be there

I always wanted to see them more

But if we don't work, we will be poor

They grow up so fast, how time flies

When I look back tears fill my eyes

Hands tucked under a chubby cheek

Lying on a little pillow fast asleep

Angels watching over their souls to keep

Thank you God, I think I'll weep

Psalm 91:11    Proverbs 22:6

from Gifts from God, Grace Jo Anna Press, 1995

©Grace JoAnn Harrison Lacy 1995, 2014

One of those grandbabies is forty now, and none of them are kids anymore.  But there are great-grandbabies!

Be Courageous, Be Obedient

A repost.

The seventh chapter of Isaiah tells us that the LORD told Isaiah to take his son, Shearjashub, and go out to meet Ahaz. He was to carry the message that Syria, Ephraim, and the son of Remaliah would not prevail against him. God, through the prophet, told Ahaz to ask of Him a sign. Ahaz refused to ask a sign; and God spoke yet again and asked this question:

"Is it a small thing for you to weary men, but will ye weary my God also?"

At this point, I choose to lift the question out of context and apply it to ourselves.

Do we weary God with our obstinance? Do we not consider that He has somewhat for us for which we must ask? Do we continue in our way even when it is clear that our way has yielded nothing? Should we not ask a sign of God? 

 Jesus said, “ Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you: For every one that asketh receiveth; and he that seeketh findeth; and to him that knocketh it shall be opened.”

The directions are clear. It’s in the Book. 

The Daughters of Job

In the final chapter (42) of the Book of Job, following all the tribulations Job endured, we read,

12 So the Lord blessed the latter end of Job more than his beginning: for he had fourteen thousand sheep, and six thousand camels, and a thousand yoke of oxen, and a thousand she asses.

13 He had also seven sons and three daughters.

14 And he called the name of the first, Jemima; and the name of the second, Kezia; and the name of the third, Kerenhappuch.

15 And in all the land were no women found so fair as the daughters of Job: and their father gave them inheritance among their brethren.

16 After this lived Job an hundred and forty years, and saw his sons, and his sons' sons, even four generations.

17 So Job died, being old and full of days.

I had been puzzled over the years as to why the account includes the names of the three daughters, yet none of the sons are mentioned by name.  So near as I can determine by reading after others who apparently thought about the same enigma, I have pieced together a notion of why this is so.  

First, we are told that these three girls were exceedingly beautiful, even beyond the beauty of any other in the land.  That seems remarkable.  If such pulchritude should be noted, then indeed the names of the possessors thereof should be revealed!

Second, we are told that each daughter had her share in the inheritance from their father.  This is indeed remarkable, for in Hebrew society it is usual that only the sons inherit, except in the case that there are no sons, but only daughters.  If a daughter does inherit, she then is bound to marry within her tribe only, as her property may not leave the tribe.  Job probably predated the giving of the law, but it seems reasonable to believe that these standards may have existed in his time.

Purely out of curiosity, I sought the meanings of these women's names. Using http://babynames.allparenting.com/list/Hebrew_Baby_Names/ I found this.

Jemima: dove.  One writer after whom I read suggested it means "day by day," a reminder to Job that one is to take life a day at a time.  I was not able to locate a source to authenticate this claim.

Keziah:  Cassia, a tree and an aromatic spice from the tree.  According to the Book of Exodus, cassia was one of the ingredients God directed Moses to use in the compounding of the holy anointing oil.  It is also mentioned in the Psalms and in Ezekiel.

Kerenhappuch: horn of antimony.  Antimony was used as a makeup.  This horn was an implement for the application of the makeup to the eyes.

Takeaway:  If the Lord can see Job through his travails and bless him abundantly, and He can, and He did, then it is no stretch to believe that He can and will see you through your trials.

I think if I had another daughter I'd name her Kerenhappuch.  Well, that won't happen.