If there’s one thing that shouts manliness, it’s time spent roughing it outdoors. Your friend shows you a few photos of a week spent sleeping under the stars, grilling freshly caught fish and loping over hill and vale, and a primal instinct within you growls for adventure.
After all that time spent being rugged indoors, Jesus spent the three years of his public ministry basically yomping around the hills and valleys of Judea and Samaria. He was so decidedly itinerant that he told one would-be disciple, “Foxes have dens and birds have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head” (Luke 9:57-58). These days, the guy would have struggled to get a job interview for his lack of correspondence address. He hikes about, gets dirt and sweat on his clothes. He and his disciples find lodging where they can, or else sleep under the mediterranean sky. My friends – this is the ultimate man.