Here is a quote from someone on facebook that I thought made a lot of sense.
If you think the name isn't important, test that theory on your 'significant other'. In moments of love or passion, call them whatever you feel like and see what reaction you get. They'll know who you are talking to as you will be the only ones there. See how that works out for you. If they don't like it, imagine how HE feels.
Names aren't ...translated, they are transliterated. In Japan, they call me Mark, not a Japanese word.
If my name was Mr. White and I went to Spain, they would NOT call me Senior Blanco, they would call me Senior White. And everyone there would know I had an English name that means blanco.
Conversely, if my name was Senior Blanco and I came to America, y'all would NOT call me Mr. White. You would call me Mr. Blanco, though most of you wouldn't know (or care) what that means.
I find it interesting that 'they' didn't find it necessary to translate the evil one's name or a host of other vile or evil ideas or objects. The distortion seems oddly focused on pure and holy words.
It has recently been brought to my attention that YHWH didn't create the world with thought (although HE most certainly could have). HE used words to create. When we profane the words, we are profaning a tool HE created.
When we didn't know, we were forgiven, just like the children that we are. Once the truth is revealed to us, we no longer have an excuse only reasons. If those reasons are 'we didn't care' or 'we didn't feel it was important', I don't think that hand is gonna play out too well when HE returns. by Mark Robbins