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From Jesus the man—to Jesus the Christ

Bill Dawley

WHEN I WAS A KID growing up in the Baptist Sunday School and was learning about Jesus, I used to think of him as a pretty cool guy. For one thing he lived in a warm, deserty kind of place—something like Florida or California. So he had to be tan. Also, he was a carpenter. So he probably was pretty muscular, and his hands were probably the hands of a workingman.

And what about going into a temple and whipping moneychangers out? No wimp here. He was the kind of man I was used to being around—like my dad—strong, tough, kind, hardworking. And I was told if I could get my act together as a Christian, I'd see Jesus when he returned to Earth.

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