I have a feeling that a particular 1st century Jewish rabbi would have a difficult time relating to the vast majority of the people today who brand themselves with his name. Anyone with half a brain and a New Testament can quickly discover that this man would have made them very, very nervous. Far from a blond-haired white man in a pale blue bathrobe, Jesus was a barefooted homeless Jew who had the guts to say to the religious status quo of his day, “We can do better.” He spent time with undesirable people. People that both society and the religious leaders said were to be avoided. He made it clear that no matter what someone had done, no matter how dirty and messed up and different their choices and history might have been, he loved them. He gave the lonely attention; he welcomed the outcast; he fed the hungry; he helped sick people get better.