No, Jesus is not a sorcerer and he is not a magnetizer. He is not a mesmerizer, he is not a hypnotist, but his presence …and you become poetic. In his presence something rises to a peak in you and you assert something from your innermost core of being. Even your surface, your peripheral self is surprised.

“Lord….” This man may not have said “Lord” to anybody else before. But suddenly, when a Jesus comes you have to call him “Lord.” When you encounter Buddha you have to call him “Bhagwan.” It has to be so, because you cannot find any other expression. All other words seem to be insignificant – only “Lord,” “God”…. “Lord, I will follow thee….” And when you say to somebody “Lord,” it immediately follows that “I have fallen in your love.”

“…I will follow thee whithersoever thou goest.” What a commitment! – made in a moment of ecstasy. You may repent for it forever, but this happens.

Jesus knows it well:

And Jesus said unto him,
“Foxes have holes…”

Jesus is saying, “Poor man, think again – what are you saying? Don’t commit yourself so deeply, don’t get involved with me. Watch, wait, think, ponder – and then come back to me.”

“…Foxes have holes,
and birds of the air have nests;
but the Son of man hath not
where to lay his head.”

Whom are you going to follow? Even foxes have holes – if you follow a fox, at least you will have a hole in which to lay your head. Even birds of the air have nests, “…but the Son of man hath not where to lay his head.” The greatest, the highest, the sublimest, are homeless. This has to be understood. This is one of the very penetrating sayings. It has tremendous meaning.

Watch…trees, animals, birds, all have deep roots in nature. Only man is without roots. Birds don’t need families, they can survive without families – nature itself protects. The trees are not in need of anybody: if there was nobody, then too trees would be there, and flowering. Nature itself protects; they have a home.

But think of a small child, a human child. If the family was not there to look after the child, can you conceive that he would survive? He would be dead. Without society, without the family, without the artificial home, he would not be able to survive. Upon this earth only man is homeless, only man is the outsider – everybody else is an insider.

Hence, religion. Religion is nothing but the search for a home. This earth doesn’t seem to be a home. If you think about it, you will feel yourself a stranger here. Sooner or later you will be thrown out – this life is momentary. You don’t feel that you are welcome: you have to force yourself upon it.