Originally Posted by
yajvan
hariḥ oṁ
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namasté
Many have offered their opinions above and I respect your POV. I am not here to dis-prove any ones post but to offer my assessment that Jesus the Christ did in fact exist.
What do I base my assessment on? The test of time. Jesus remains a central figure in Christianity for 2000 years. Now do I think Jesus is the son of God - yes, but so are we all. I am all for any/all positive influence in our society. I do not have to dislike Jesus or Christianity to be more firm in sanātana dharma.
Christianity offers value for certain people at a point in their evolution to fullness ( brahman). I cannot fault them even if they fault me.
There is no doubt differences in this world - some we like, others not so much. But as one grows one begins to see the differences also come from the same place.
Like a tree, so many branches, and leafs, and bark and roots, yet they are all the expression of the sap. The sap becomes the flower, the smell, the bud, bark, branch, etc. All different expressions of the same sap that works behind the scenes. as does brahman , become all that is in this Universe, even Christians.
If for some reason Christians erk you in some way, consider this from the mahābhārata , śanti parvan:
What wonder is there that a person destitute of wisdom do many improper acts (act in a certain way out side of dharma) ; knowing this a person of real wisdom never gets angry with others when they become guilty of folly ....
praṇām
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My additional views ( not to convince but to offer my POV): http://www.hindudharmaforums.com/showthread.php?t=3876
Pranam Yajvanji
The Self We Share
Rumi
Thirst is angry with water. Hunger bitter
with bread.
The cave wants nothing to do with the sun.
This is dumb, the self- defeating way
we've been.
A gold mine is calling us into its temple.
Instead, we bend and keep picking up rocks
from the ground.
Every thing has a shine like gold,
but we should turn to the source!
The origin is what we truly are. I add a little
vinegar to the honey I give.
The bite of scolding makes ecstasy more familiar.
But look, fish, you're already in the ocean:
just swimming there makes you friends with
glory.
What are these grudges about? You are Benjamin.
Joseph has put a gold cup in your grain sack and
accused you of being a thief.
Now he draws you aside and says,
"You are my brother. I
am a prayer. You're the amen."
We move in eternal regions, yet
worry about property here.
This is the prayer of each:
You are the source of my life.
You separate essence from mud.
You honor my soul. You bring rivers from the
mountain springs. You brighten my eyes.
The wine you offer takes me out of myself into
the self we share. Doing that is religion.
Om Namah Shivaya
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