There’s a song by Todd Agnew called “My Jesus” that tells of a Jesus people are rarely introduced to.

Todd Agnew has the gift of telling it like it is. For example,

Who is this that You follow
This picture of the American dream
If Jesus was here would you walk right by on the other side
Or fall down and worship at His holy feet

Pretty blue eyes and curly brown hair and a clear complexion
Is how you see Him as He dies for Your sins
But the Word says He was battered and scarred
Or did you miss that part
Sometimes I doubt we’d recognize Him

But he takes it a step further when he says,

Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church
The blood and dirt on His feet might stain the carpet
But He reaches for the hurting and despises the proud
I think He’d prefer Beale St. to the stained glass crowd
And I know that He can hear me if I cry out loud

I want to be like my Jesus

I don’t know about you, but this makes me feel about an inch tall. Because I know how true this is.

Most of us have a picture of Jesus in our heads that is completely contrary to how he is portrayed in the Bible.

First of all, Jesus wasn’t white. He was from the Middle East, people. Secondly, he didn’t give people a license to sin. He loved people and extended grace and mercy, but he was firm in what he taught. Jesus wasn’t legalistic. He wasn’t dogmatic. He simply stood for the Truth. I can’t remember the last time I saw a Christian (myself included) who simply stood for the Truth.

A life in Christ isn’t about the rules. It isn’t black and white. It’s never a matter of, “You sinned, so Jesus can’t possibly love you.” Yes, you sinned. So did I! So *do* I on a daily basis! God doesn’t love me any less because of my sin. My sin breaks his heart, that’s for sure. But only because he wants the very best for me, and I keep screwing that up with bad choices.

I want to be like my Jesus.

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