So Many Jesuses to Choose From

In Venice, at least, two depictions of Jesus predominated among the many masterly paintings populating the many grand cathedrals. First, is the infant Jesus. The other is the Jesus just taken down from the cross, with his five wounds displayed, especially the sword puncture in his right side, the result of a Roman soldier wanting to make sure he was dead. Innocence and suffering, in purest form. These choices tell us much about what they valued, or what the perceived to be the essence of the religion. Anyone who is actually of this world (unlike Jesus, the product of the virgin birth), will inevitably be corrupted, or the holiness stripped from them, or if they do remain holy they will be made to pay for it. So Jesus brought the gift of purity at the beginning, and at the end, or near the end, he made the supreme sacrifice so that the suffering of others might at least be ameliorated in the afterlife. Curiously, the only other religion I can think of the deifies an infant is Tibetan Buddhism, which identifies the new Dalai Lamas at birth. Which makes it sort of interesting that the truth of Jesus's divinity was first validated by Three Wise Men from the East. Intriguing, actually.