The Trouble with Jesus
by Constance Hastings

So Jesus, ... to get through this life, you ask for this thing called faith. How is that just wishful hope for something to hang on to, even if it’s not real? Oh, you’re good at telling us how much a person has to have. Mustard-seed size, you say. That kind of example may have worked in your day, but if you are going to take me down this exercise of improbability, give it to me in some way I can wrap my head around it.

Jesus, you are the perfect example of the observation, “When you are invited to a dinner, you are either a guest or you are part of a menu.” Everybody is always watching you, sizing you up, holding their breath to see what you might do next. You look like you’re there to eat as much as you’re there to preach.

This reads like Jesus is being attacked for healing on the Sabbath. It's more than that which brings big trouble. Jesus was breaking Sabbath by breaking perceptions of what the social and religious structure of the world should be, wreaking and crumbling the caste system of the entire religious culture.