Nehemiah meant _The Lord my Comforter_.
What a sweet thought for Hachaliah and his wife as they called their boy in from play, or as they put him in his little bed and took leave of him for the night, '_The Lord is my Comforter_.' Life in sunny Shushan was surely no brighter than life in our more clouded land; they had their times of sorrow as well as their times of joy, they had their temptations, their cares, their anxieties, and their trials, just as we have.

How blessed for them in one and all of these to be reminded where true comfort was to be found, so that they might turn to God in every time of grief with the name of their little son on their lips, 'The Lord is my Comforter.' What do _we_ know of Nehemiah?
Can we say from our heart, 'The Lord is _my_ Comforter ?' I take Him my every sorrow, I tell Him my every trouble.

He understands it, and He understands me, and He comforts me as no other can.

The Lord is indeed my Comforter.
So the little Nehemiah had grown up an ever-present reminder in his parents' home of the comfort of God.
How many children Hachaliah had we are not told, but Nehemiah had certainly one brother, Hanani.

There had been some years before this a parting in Hachaliah's family.