When you encounter the real Jesus...and I don’t mean pop culture’s limp-wristed, pixie dust, putty-faced stereotype of Jesus who wouldn’t step on a doodle-bug...

Nor do I mean the liberal’s de-historized Jesus as an abstract symbol of existential subjectivism who never really walked this earth...

Nor do I mean religion’s remanufactured Jesus to be used as a blugeon to manipulate people into giving their money so a pastor can go by a Lamborghini or to guilt-trip people into a moral code of keeping rules so everyone feels superior to their atheistic neighbors...

I mean when you encounter the Jesus presented in the pages of the Bible, the Jesus John the Baptist encountered, and surrender your life to Him, there are two responses that fit His kingship...