Who was this man anyway.
The first thing you notice about this guy he was obviously homeless. I would guess not from around here. The next was he appeared to be middle eastern. Olive complexion, long black unkempt ratted hair, unshaven, large prominent nose, black bushy eyebrows with deep set dark eyes, and if you stand too close you will definitely notice a strong body odor from his short statured frame. Certainly no one I know. His clothing, if you wish to call it that, was torn and ragged. He wore sandals he must had fashioned from discarded animal hide. Certainly, an individual most people would avoid.
He was often observed coming and going into public drinking places. Pubs and bars attempting to create conversation with most bar goers. And bar goers were sometimes put off by his unsolicited guilt laden prattle.
Then if that weren’t enough, he was watched by others going into homes of women of questionable repute. To go in for what reason?
Who is this man anyway? What is his business here? Why is he doing this? He seems to stir trouble in the minds of folks he talks with. He claims he has turned ordinary drinking water into very fine wine. Oh sure, an absurd notion. Then if that’s not enough he has the audacity to claim he is, and I say this in the second hand, he is the son of God. Sort of troubling coming from a homeless person who is no more than thirty-something. Could you imagine this? Absolutely ridiculous. Who does he think he really is!?