Jesus...

In the end, when all is said and done, when we have wrestled and laughed and prayed and struggled, when we've been through all the theology we can stand, when we've wandered into the superficiality of the New Age view of Jesus because we are tired of dogma, when we've tried the 'mystical' or 'cosmic' or 'esoteric' or any other Jesus, when we've been through the literalist and innerantist positions of reading the Bible, when we've rationalized, spiritualized or otherwise analyzed Jesus to the point of exhaustion, we find he is still there. Waiting. Patiently. Wherever we are. And his arms are open wide.

No matter what we say, do or think, he doesn't change. We do.