In Nigeria, there is a song that starts as “I don’t worry about tomorrow, Favour is my name” and it is pretty common to hear names like Favour, Joy, and Blessing. In fact I have relatives called Mercy and Blessing which is normal in the Nigerian context. My father had never heard the name before he named me and his reason was for favour (from God and from man) to follow his child. (Luke 2:52)
Although I now love my name and I would not change it for anything in the world. It wasn’t always fun to be called Favour. I was bullied a lot in secondary school as some people insisted on calling me “Flavour” or incessantly singing “I don´t worry about tomorrow, Favour is my name”. Fast forward to my days in university, I was the only Favour in school (pun intended, Ha-ha) and because I studied in Kenya, people would be like “Oh is it that girl from Nigeria?” This unique trait of mine lasted till another Favour (also from Nigeria) joined my university. Now, this Favour was a guy which meant that people now distinguished us as “Favour boy “and “Favour girl”.( Trust me, it is not that funny, I would preferred to be referred to as “Favour Senior” and him as “Favour Junior” since I got into university before him …But oh well, bygones). Hahaha, I kid.
In Minnesota (as an exchange student), one of my lecturers insisted on calling me not Favour but “Faaavouurrr”. That was a funny twist and unfortunately not the end of the drama with my name. I’ve had people express shock and disbelief at the mention of my name. So currently, when I say my name is Favour and get a reaction of disbelief or shock, I smile and say “Favour as in do me a favour”. Then I insist that it is Favour with a “U” like the British spelling.
Bible scholars have defined the word “Favour” as unmerited grace or kindness” and this has been true of my life’s journey. To be honest, I have enjoyed lots (and I keep enjoying) favour from God and from human beings everywhere I go.
Favour is my name and I owe Jesus my life.