My love for Micah is increasing. Technically, it is also my spiritual name (sort of). I remarked that my none of my names were Biblical, and my congregation gave it to me at baptism (I was 27). It was sort of a joke, because I was baptized in a lake in South Dakota that was full of muscovite and biotite (forms of mica), and I came up after submersion slightly shimmery.
I could see myself using it for a son.