Too many Christ followers see Jesus as pleasantly friendly rather than unapproachably holy, as less than fully divine. Others see him as a Superman from Krypton who lived above the struggles and heartaches and frustrations of real people, as less than fully human.
I like the way Dorothy Sayers put it:
The people who hanged Christ never, to do them justice, accused him of being a bore–on the contrary, they thought him too dynamic to be safe. It has been left for later generations to muffle up the shattering personality and surround him with an atmosphere of tedium. We have very efficiently pared the claws of the Lion of Judah, certified him “meek and mild” and recommended him as a fitting pet for pale curates and pious old ladies.