I want to tell you about a dude that I love very deeply.

I met him a few years ago when I was around 17.  He was a homeless construction worker.  He didn’t have a car, so he walked everywhere.

It’s funny- if you just randomly saw him, you’d probably stay away from him.  I did at first!

I’m still trying to figure out the whole story, but it seems like he had a pretty poor upbringing- no dad in picture when his mom got pregnant, so he sorta got stereotyped growing up.

He grew up to be an average Joe…worked in the trades his whole life.  Ran with a pretty motley crew of dudes.

Alot of people thought he was more than a little crazy- they thought he was conspiring against the government.

Most church people didn’t like him very much…many thought he was a straight-up heretic because of the things he’d say in church.

He hung out with con men, hookers, and dirty cops.  Pretty sketchy.

Eventually, because of some rumors that he was a terrorist, the mob mentality took over and he got lynched.

But he was cool with it, because it was either him or me…

and he loved me.

Still does.

His name is Jesus.

Do you know Him?

Have you experienced Him?

How do you see Him?