I have, on occasion, wondered if Jesus were to appear in my life, would I recognize him? Surely it would be a powerful feeling, but perhaps, what type of feeling would depend on my state of thought at the time.
If I was resenting something or somebody, Jesus' presence would be a rebuke to me, and depending how deeply entrenched the resentment, I would be grateful for being snapped out of the funk, or I would hate him for bugging me.
If I was hurting physically or emotionally, Jesus' presence would surely be a healing balm to my whole being.
If I was proudly parading my Christian behavior, my good deeds, my regular church-going, watch out!! He would likely blow my head off!