Whether Jesus was descended from Abraham and Adam, through David, or was present at creation as the Word, and was born in Bethlehem or Nazareth, he began life as a somewhat public figure in his late 20s.
Somewhat public? John Meier aptly calls him "marginal" in 5 volumes (soon to be 6!).
Imagine a guy named Theodore (the 10th most popular boy name, according to the Social Security Administration). Ted from Hutchinson, Kansas, a town of 42,000, where his father has taught him carpet installing. (Jesus was not a carpenter in the construction industry sense, he was a woodworker.)
He goes to Potter Lake, near Lawrence (twice the size of Hutchinson), where he meets with a man some later thought was his cousin Emmet, who baptizes him by immersion. Emmet points Ted out to the crowd as the guy to follow.
It probably should be some towns in Nepal or Afghanistan (before the Soviets). In any case, places and people of which no one anywhere half-important has ever heard. Hence, their marginal status. Ten to 15 years after Ted's death, the President was asking his aides "who is this Jed fellow?" (True story: Claudius re "Chrestus.")
Let's further imagine -- although Nepal or pre-Soviet-invasion Afghanistan would be better for this one -- that Emmet and Ted are such small-town preachers that no media even bothers to report about them. Much less their meeting in Potter Lake.
So no one who wasn't actually there -- one of what, 300 people max? -- has any clue about the significance of the event. Much less of the ministry (the what?) that would follow.
Ted is talking to fellow Kansans and his talk is full of farming references a New Yorker would never understand in a million years. Trust me: I was born in Manhattan and didn't know that milk didn't originally come from cartons for years!
He argues with small town fundamentalist evangelical preachers who wouldn't cause Episcopalians a moment's sleeplessness. They speak in corn-pone English about issues ... you wouldn't understand.
No NATO general has ever worried about such rabble. Wall Street i-bankers are too busy making money to care.
This rounds up the portrait of the preacher as a young man. He speaks a language no one does today, to people who were spread throughout the world 40 years after he spoke, about issues that a minuscule proportion of his own people still around even understand.