With Stones In Their Hands
John 8:48-59 March 11, 2018 • Mount Pleasant UMC It wasn’t until he died that I learned his real name was James. He had always been “Bud,” for much longer than I had known him. He had been “Bud” so long that no one in the family remembered why he had picked up that nickname; it was just who he was. I imagine some of his friends and family might have even missed his obituary because they were looking for “Bud” and not “James.” In almost twenty-five years of active pastoral ministry, I’ve learned a lot about names and the way we use them. It’s always interesting to try to go visit someone in the hospital if you don’t know their “real” name, their given name. Because of the laws, and HIPPA in particular, the hospitals usually won’t help you out, though I did have one desk attendant that tried. I knew the man as Dwayne, but when I asked for him by that name at the hospital front desk, I was told he wasn’t there. I said I knew that he was, so the desk worker asked if he, perhaps...