But as an addendum, I found you had to be careful, aligned, as far as how, as an artist, a writer, someone trying to bring some art into life, fearful of your irresponsibility all the while, as far as how you referenced the image of things Christian.  You had to remember the lightness, the sense of humor of the man he was, as I saw it.  You had to acknowledge his physical service as a man with a job, as a man who was a neighbor, a real fellow, a friendly guy, most likely, as he does not seem to be a stuck-up sort of prick kind of a guy.  Not the kind of a guy to put his middle initial out front, as an initial, and then "Jesus" and whatever his last name was.  He wasn't H. Jesus Christ, CEO of a health and wellness getaway kind  of a company based around the Lake of Galilee...

You could easily be weighted down by it, even mentioning him.  You could be insulting, irreverent, irrelevant.  And you don't want to do that with Jesus.

But just remember him as he was, the man and his habits.  To walk across a darkened lake at night, well, most people wouldn't be doing that, least of all at that hour.  It wasn't like it was a bit past dawn and he had his golf clubs.  He wasn't an engineer, constructing an aqueduct.

His life style begs questions of creativity.