At a Sunday meeting of a Christian group, a man with long hair, beard and appearance of a street dweller arrived; with calm and indescribable humility, he took one of the first seats of the meeting place, but a preacher of the place told him that those places were already reserved; little by little, for diverse excuses of the assistants, he was displaced to the last of the temple; until he was literally in the street. A young man who was attending to the visitors asked him: "What is your name? And the mysterious man answered with calmness in his words, my name is Jesus.

Was it mere coincidence that he was named after the one they would worship that day? Or, would it be Him in person?

In the midst of so many religious divisions, competitive knowledge, proselytizing, reforms, long oratory, sophisticated attire, fine voices, admirable compositions and selected musical instruments, I wonder: where is Jesus Christ? In the street of oblivion?

Hebrews 13:2 NKJV

2 Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some have unwittingly entertained angels.

Philippians 1:20-21

20 according to my earnest expectation and hope that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ will be magnified in my body, whether by life or by death. 21 For to me, to live is Christ, and to die is gain.