Jesus Is

There seems to be almost a gravitational pull to the person of Jesus. This carpenter turned rabbi, who lived in an obscure part of the Roman empire, spent three years itinerate teaching in the Palestinian countryside before Rome flexed its power. Why are we still talking about him 2,000 years later? Why are we still drawn to Jesus, intrigued by him? Who is this man? Could it be our hearts have an inkling, a hunch, that he offers something, or perhaps he even is something we have been longing for?