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People like the Buddha, the Christ and the Mahatma were acutely aware of the absurdity of human life and sought to bring more meaning to it. Their perspectives differed significantly from the ordinary man’s. They looked at life in substantially different ways, in other words.

Jesus’ focus was on love and compassion. He was born a Jew and the Jewish people were highly ritualistic and juridical. Jesus questioned that way of life which was plainly more absurd than the life of people who practised other religions which the Jews regarded as gentile and inferior.

Love is the ultimate foundation of Jesus’ teachings. That is diametrically opposed to the Jewish weltanschauung. The Jewish God was a whimsical entity characterised by jealousy, short temper, vindictiveness and a ridiculous share of frivolousness. He created the Paradise apparently only to drive out the human beings from it. He could ask Abraham to sacrifice his own son just to prove the authenticity of the latter’s love. He could send his people marching through a desert for 40 years in search of a Promised Land which in the end turned out to be a far cry from “a land of milk and honey”. As if the travails of the exodus were not enough, Yahweh gave them the Ten Commandments too on the way. Commandments play a vital role in Judaism.

Jesus sought to change that by focusing on love. He encouraged people to break the rules if love required that. When he raised the question, “Which of you, having a son or an ox that has fallen into a well on a Sabbath day, will not immediately pull him out?” he was dismantling one of the fundamental perspectives of Judaism. He replaced rubrics with love.

Jesus could easily forgive the adulteress precisely because of his love for fellow beings as well as his desire for others to practise that love. “Who among you has not committed a sin?” He asked the people who were anxious to follow the rule and stone the woman to death. Sin is a part of human existence, he knew. Every person has frailties and flaws. We need to come to terms with them and be ready to forgive others.

The basic message of Jesus is love and compassion. Eventually the various religions that came up in his name forgot that message. They chose to imprison Jesus in the tabernacle and build palaces and empires in his name.

Well-known Catholic theologian, Hans Kung, has wondered time and again whether Jesus is part of the Catholic Church at all. In his history of the Church, he asks: “But is this Christian church [Catholic church] which is so successful, this greatest and most powerful of Christian churches, right in appealing to Jesus?” Kung goes on to suggest that if Jesus returned to earth today he would have “become involved in dangerous conflicts” with the churches founded in his name.

Jesus was not at all interested in the kind of splendour and glory that the churches display today. He was interested in making man a better creature. He was interested in making the earth a better place. Love and compassion were his ways. Christmas will be meaningful only when that love and compassion find a way to the human heart once again.

Wish you a Merry Christmas, a meaningful Christmas.


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  1. Absolutely true! This post strengthens my belief that it's never the religion, but some of the religious who are a blot on humanity.
    May the world come to their collective senses this Christmas and spread the light of love! Amen!

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  2. Fantastic post . First time i read about Jesus so nice message he has given to the world but nowadays people are running to money instead of leaving love & compassion.

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    1. Thank you. This malady has gripped almost all religions today.

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  3. Had we understood Jesus in correct perspective; we would have a better world full of smiles instead of missiles.

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  4. The success of the post is that it says what should be said! Nice read...Merry Christmas to you and your family too.

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    1. Glad it struck a cord with you. Smiles instead of missiles:lovely phrase .

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  5. The true meaning of Christmas is lost in new age gifting, festive food hogging, festivity. The cheer and spirit of the Christmas is in spreading love and compassion. As rightly mentioned in the post, if Jesus was to be born again, he would have felt defeated at his purpose. I suppose its true for all the religions.
    Merry Christmas to you and your family Matheikal and a very happy new year ahead.
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    New post at CanvaswithRainbow... The Connect

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    1. Thanks, Anagha. Wish you too the joys and blessings of the season .

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  6. Nice message. Merry Christmas to you and family!

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  7. At a time, when love and compassion are losing values, Jesus's teaching should get more relevance, but the institutions of Christianity is making him irrelevant.

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    1. Institutionalisation has done much damage to many good teachings. Another great teacher is required to redeem Christianity now!

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  8. Christ the Redeemer is so lost beyond redemption due to his followers. Jesus taught love and simplicity which are long forgotten by his followers. Wolf in the skins of sheeps is the right usage to describe them. I wish at every christmas if Jesus's teachings were brought into its meaning and life would be once again beautiful

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    1. Indeed life would be immensely beautiful if people actually followed the great teachings of people like Jesus. Instead we have religions shaped in their name, religions meant to exploit people.

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