My Real Name

(No, this isn't about my "actual" or "real-life" name; it's about my real name, real in a Platonic sense. Also note that this is mere speculation and the reality may be rather different.)

As a Christian, I look forward to the day when I will enter heaven and the Lord will call me by name. But I wonder, what name will that be? The same name I have used and been accustomed to, day in and day out, here in this world? Or will it be another name--a name I have never heard, perhaps, yet is unquestionably mine? A name which I do not know and yet know intimately, as I know myself. The name that I am. The name which is uniquely mine. "Oh," perhaps I will say, "so that's my name. Of course! How could I be anything else?" And of course I will answer to it. No one could help answering to their name.

(I also find the idea of a heavenly language interesting. Zephaniah 3:9 particularly kindles my imagination: "For then I will restore to the peoples a pure language, that they may call on the name of the Lord, to serve Him with one accord." What will that language be? I know, from a passing acquaintance with Tolkien's languages, that certain words seem fit to their meaning: this word is this thing, and could not imaginably be anything else. I often wonder if this might be a glimpse into the reality of language.)