Within a week of finding out all this stuff about the baby, my sister, myself, and my pastor at church all came upon the same verses:
2And a certain man lame from his mother's womb was carried, whom they laid daily at the gate of the temple which is called Beautiful, to ask alms of them that entered into the temple;
6Then Peter said, Silver and gold have I none; but such as I have give I thee: In the name of Jesus Christ of Nazareth rise up and walk. 7And he took him by the right hand, and lifted him up: and immediately his feet and ankle bones received strength. 8And he leaping up stood, and walked, and entered with them into the temple, walking, and leaping, and praising God.
9And all the people saw him walking and praising God: 10And they knew that it was he which sat for alms at the Beautiful gate of the temple: and they were filled with wonder and amazement at that which had happened unto him.
Then, that same week I had to read a poem for my creative writing class. The poem was:
By: Naomi Shihab Nye
When I saw the name of the author I thought, hmmm Naomi, that's a pretty name.
Then, I looked it up and in Hebrew, Naomi means Beautiful/Pleasant... Evelyn means Life...
So that was it...
I am sure we will call her Evie for short, Ty likes that name the best =)