How Does Jesus Look Like?
Have you met Jesus in your life?
How does Jesus look like? Since Jesus was middle eastern He’d probably not look like The one we see in pictures Depicting him Didn’t men cut their hair Two thousand years ago Was Jesus struck with poverty That he couldn’t even afford A hair cut like most men did Why does he have hair like this That’s long like that of a girl? Do you know how Krishna looks like Krishna is often portrayed in blue To remind us that He wasn’t really white But more darker since He was from India Also He is always either wearing His crown Or at least a turban And when He is portrayed as a child He more or less has all His hair gathered together Up in a knot like most Indian children Are groomed everyday To look like But looks apart That’s really not so important Is it? Have you met Jesus in real life? I did He came as a friend Who rescued me from bitterness He came as my dad Who moved earth and heaven for my protection He came as my sister Who took care of me like a mother should He also came as my mother Who took care of me like I was a kid When I gave birth to my children Jesus came in many forms and flavors He came as my first born Who took care of me when my father died He came as my second born Who climbed up heights to protect his father He came as my daughter Who hugs me every time I am in despair Jesus comes in all shapes and sizes also He came as my Bhagavad Gita teacher Who reminded me I wasn’t really following Jesus By remaining angry with the Christians He came as my mother in law when I broke my ankle and needed strength He comes as my husband Who loves me and takes care of me everyday Jesus remains within me as well Giving me peace When I am going through trials Giving me calm When anxiety rules Talking me through tough times When I should stay strong And when I break He comes through my sorrow As my tears to bring me comfort Jesus ! He’s in the clouds I admire everyday He comes as birds that call my mane As butterflies and dragonflies Even a frog that climbed up my roof And brought me delight When I saw it there Hugging the gutter as if fr life Even in the mouse That’s getting comfortable Being around us being around When he moves from one place to the next Or munching away popcorn Right next to me in darkness Until I turned on the light And in one sweep He was gone like a flash! Jesus looks so beautiful Jesus is so colorful Jesus is in young and old alike Jesus is a friend first Then everything else Have you met Jesus in your life? How does he look like? Think about this Peace ✌🏽
This reflection humanises Jesus not through portraits but through presence, appearing in everyday life.
It challenges the stereotypes of long hair and pale skin, reminding us of his Middle Eastern roots.
The comparison with Krishna shows how images are symbolic, not literal, shaped by culture and devotion.
Yet the heart of the text insists that appearance is secondary; encounter is what truly matters.
Jesus is described as arriving in many forms, family, friends, teachers, embodying care in ordinary gestures.
He becomes strength in weakness, comfort in sorrow, and tenderness in the silence of despair.
Nature itself is humanised as his face: clouds, birds, butterflies, even a frog clinging to a roof.
The message reframes Jesus as colour, as movement, as the quiet resilience of love in daily life.
It insists that Jesus is not distant but woven into relationships, into the fabric of human need.
Ultimately, the piece humanises faith as recognition: Jesus looks like whoever brings peace, protection, and love.
Your piece felt like watching someone spot little pockets of grace in every corner of their life — people, moments, even tiny creatures sneaking into the story like they wanted a cameo. I loved how you threaded all those shapes of care into one gentle idea of Jesus just showing up however you needed him. It left me with that warm, curious feeling, like the world might be whispering back if I paid closer attention~