Which Jesus do you follow?
Which Jesus do you serve?
If Ephesians says to imitate Christ
Then why do you look so much like the world?

Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the arrogant
So which one do you want to be?

Blessed are the poor in spirit
Or do we pray to be blessed with the wealth of this land
Blessed are they that hunger and thirst for righteousness
Or do we ache for another taste of this world of shifting sand

Cause my Jesus bled and died for my sins
He spent His time with thieves and sluts and liars
He loved the poor and accosted the rich
So which one do you want to be?

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

Cause my Jesus bled and died
He spent His time with thieves and the least of these
He loved the poor and accosted the comfortable
So which one do you want to be?

Cause my Jesus would never be accepted in my church
The blood and dirt on His feet would stain the carpet
But He reaches for the hurting and despised 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 want to be like my Jesus!

Not a posterchild for American prosperity, but like my Jesus
You see I'm tired of living for success and popularity
I want to be like my Jesus but I'm not sure what that means to be like You Jesus
Cause You said to live like You, love like You but then You died for me
Can I be like You Jesus?
I want to be like my Jesus

I heard this song today while lurking on one of my favorite blogs (the beaver family)(see my sidebar). It struck a real chord with me because it is something that I struggle with greatly, these days: how would the REAL Jesus have us worship? In a big fancy church, worth millions of dollars, with soft comfy pews, in our "Sunday best", sitting next to folks that look just like we do- pretty and clean. That's where we might feel most like praising God but I have a feeling that it wasn't what the Lord had in mind- this Western Christianity. I have a feeling that Jesus shines most in areas that we find repulsive, with people who aren't as acceptable to behold. I think the "mega-church Jesus" is one that we've created out of our own greed for more more more. I've heard very good preachers give lively sermons on who they think Jesus weeps for in our modern world- the gays, the ghetto dwellers, the illegitimate children...but I think he feels sad over those of us who have it all and go to bed with such discontent that we can't sleep; for those of us who feel weary from running our kids to the latest and greatest activities, when all they need is time with us; for those of us who have closets full of clothes yet nothing to wear. My Jesus weeps for me and I need to try to figure this one out.