A Glorious Name in the Heavenly Family Lineage

One day, while dining at my parents’ home, my father disappeared into his room after the meal and returned with a book in hand. It was a family genealogy—bound in black leather with gold lettering engraved on the cover. Even at a glance, it was clear the book had been crafted with great care. Despite my mother’s gentle scoff, “Who even reads genealogies these days?” my father paid no mind and eagerly opened its pages. He began sharing the stories written within—tales of our ancestry, of forebears who brought honor to the family name, of a man who, having no son, adopted his brother’s child to continue the lineage. With each turn of the page, his explanations drew me in. I became so absorbed that I lost all sense of time.

As I marveled at how a single book could reveal the rich history of a family, a thought suddenly struck me: “When the genealogy of the heavenly family is opened, will my name be found among those who brought glory to God’s household?” I searched my heart for stories worth telling to the angels—something to be proud of—and found myself humbled. I had rejoiced that my name was written in heaven, yet I had never truly asked myself whether it was a name that shone with honor.

And so, I make a quiet resolution to live according to the laws of the heavenly household: being patient, walking in humility, and loving one another deeply. I earnestly hope that when the heavenly record is opened, my name, too, will shine with a radiant light.