I often find myself praying to be more like Jesus. I want to learn to respond to the world as he did. I want to feel for the lost as he did. I want to mourn sin as he did. And if I’m honest, I expect a certain amount of honor for all of this. After all, Jesus was honored. Right? We forget that other than a small ragtag group of disciples (varying from a dozen to perhaps around a hundred), Jesus was despised. Most of his opposition came from the religious leaders, who should have recognized him as Messiah. As I was praying this morning, it dawned on me that truly being like Jesus means being attacked, harassed, insulted and crucified by the most religious among us.