For you that don't know me and for the few that do and have wondered where I've been. For the last three years I have been devoting myself to my studies on Christ. I am in a group study at the place I work and with their help and the help of the Holy Spirit I have grown closer to God and it is has been such a peaceful walk. I have a book coming out soon (Its at the editors and proofreaders office right now) and hopeful have many more. This is the first segment of the book (Or should I say part of the introduction) so I figured I would post up and let everyone get a feel for it.
First I want introduce myself, my name is Lloyd Andrew Hughes and I am from a small community outside Anniston Alabama called Wellborn. My friends and family have called me "Bubba" from an early age. My mother, Linda, and father, Harvey, gave me my name to go along with my sister's name which was Amanda. They wanted us to become "Mandy and Andy"; but when younger brother Todd came along, things changed. Todd started calling me Bubba and from then on it stuck. A lot of people don't know my real, given, name; they all call me Bubba, and that's okay. If you look at it from a biblical standpoint, being called Bubba (for Brother) is kind of awesome. In Luke 5:27 we see one of a few name changes in the bible. Levi was a tax collector. His profession made his kind some of the most hated people in the Biblical world. Most tax collectors were considered to be thieves; but when Levi saw Jesus he knew his life was about to change. Jesus asked him to "follow me" and the rest is history. Then you have Saul; he hated Christians with a passion, and he wanted to crucify every one of them he saw or could find. On the road to Damascus, however, a fateful meeting with Jesus changed his mind. (Acts 9) There is another man called Simon, who, even though he had followed Jesus for a while, his name was changed when he figured out who Jesus really was. (Matthew 16:13-19) So here I sit with my name change, and I wonder why? My little brother, Todd, could say Andy or Lloyd just fine, but Bubba seemed to fit better, to him and the rest of my family, too..
So I started thinking about the name Bubba. It's what you normally call your brother in the South, right?. There's usually a reason for a person's nickname. The name Bubba in the south means brother; someone you can count on, and someone you can lean on, or vent your feelings to without fear of being judged. Don't get me wrong: I like my given name, but I love being called Bubba.
I am Bubba Hughes; not an Apostle, not a Saint, and certainly NOT a savior, but a sinner saved by the Grace which God gives abundantly to those who believe. I am not worthy of salvation by myself, but by His works, grace, and mercy on the cross that saved me. I hope that I may be a testimony for His good works in me. I want to tell you of this good news (Gospel) not for personal glory, but for His.
