My Jesus

This song by Todd Agnew really hits the spot. If you haven't heard it, listen to it here (you don't really need to watch the video, but listen).

And here are the lyrics:

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

So why am I posting this? I just find it very convicting. A few things I want to say about it...

It shows possession of Jesus. He is mine. He is yours. He is MY savior.
If I am trying to be like Jesus, why am I not spending my time with the least of these? I think it is a hard thing in our society (I'm not saying that it wasn't back then...). I'm hoping that this year as I'm in a leadership position with InterVarsity that I can make an impact and show people this side of Jesus.
There is so much truth in the line about Jesus' appearance and how we view Him. I know that as a kid I always pictured Him looking like me, and perfect nonetheless. But, yes, He bled. He was beaten. He did not look picture-perfect in those last moments.
The verse that hits the spot most of the time is "My Jesus would never be accepted at my church." We preach about what He did for each and every one of us. If we were really aspiring to be like Him, then our church would be filled with people like Jesus, people with blood and dirt of their feet.

Well, I hope this has made you think... The song inspires me and convicts me. I want to be like My Jesus.