>>But I was talking about . . .<<
I see that now. I beg your pardon; my testosterone must have got the better of me.
>>I have no problem with Jesus, he is surrounded by women, loves them and is loved back. He loves everybody, that's the whole point.<<
My dad tells a story about my great-grandfather, an O'Brien, who was also surrounded by women. Apparently, his favorite perch was on a wooden chair in a corner of the kitchen where he would sit for hours, petting the cat, while his wife and mother and sisters and daughters were busy about the day's business. It struck me then and now that he must have been a very wise man.
So, if I can be of any assistance, you'll find me over here, petting the cat. ;)