I recruited a child to help me in church today. The job was to pick up an old book and tell us as much about it as possible. The book was my old school dictionary. I asked if there was any clue as to who it might belong to and, as hoped, the name in the front 'J.S.Tilley' confused him.
I explained that it was me and did he have any idea what the 'J' might stand for?
Clear as a bell everyone heard him say 'Well we know it can't be Jesus'. And somehow everyone was looking at me and they knew why it couldn't be and it was nothing to do with nomenclature.
Laughter subsided after about ten minutes.
The point of the illustration is no longer relevant.