What’s in a name? My name, Christopher, is greek, for “One who carries Christ.” Whereas the saint I was named after was said to have literally borne Christ across a river, I (metaphorically) dumped Christ on his ass by the side of the road over twenty years ago.
Apparently there’s a lot more to a name in Sweden, at least if you’re in the medical trade. A nurse named “Jesus” at a Stockholm hospital was asked to use his middle name instead because his employers feared that it would confuse the patients:
According to Jesus, an auxiliary nurse at Huddinge hospital, his superiors were worried that patients told “Jesus will be coming soon ,” might get the wrong idea.
“If they thought that Jesus was coming they might believe that they were already dead,” the nurse told The Local. (link)