ThomasLB

When I took Biology in college in the 1980s, we were taught that mammals could feel pain, but fish and birds could not.

But I have seen a bird with a broken wing, crying out in pain and fright, so I didn't believe it.

Below is an excerpt from The Science of Self-Realization by His Divine Grace A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada:

Of course, the message that Christ preached was just according to his particular time, place, and country, and just suited for a particular group of people. But certainly he is the representative of God. Therefore we adore Lord Jesus Christ and offer our obeisances to him.

 

Once, in Melbourne, a group of Christian ministers came to visit me. They asked, "What is your idea of Jesus Christ?" I told them, "He is our guru. He is preaching God consciousness, so he is our spiritual master." The ministers very much appreciated that.

 

Actually, anyone who is preaching God's glories must be accepted as a guru. Jesus Christ is one such great personality. We should not think of him as an ordinary human being. The scriptures say that anyone who considers the spiritual master to be an ordinary man has a hellish mentality. If Jesus Christ were an ordinary man, then he could not have delivered God consciousness.

 

It's just a nice little family photo of Jesus and His Dad.

Eternity-

You might be interested int he works of Father Bede Griffiths, a Catholic priest who spent his life trying to reconcile the Catholic and Hindu faiths.

His official website is bedegriffiths.com

I don't think Srila Prabhupada said anything that wasn't said before by his Guru, and his Guru's Guru, and his Guru's Guru's Guru…

I do feel a special attachment to him, partly because he worked so hard to bring Krishna consciousness to us here in the west, and partly because he was just here a moment ago.

I expect that future generations will say "Thank you" to Srila Prabhupada and pay him obeisances- and quote from their own Gurus.

A burglar broke into a house one night. He shone his flashlight around, looking for valuables, and when he picked up a CD player to place in his sack,a strange, disembodied voice echoed from the dark saying, "Jesus is watching you." He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flashlight off and froze.

When he heard nothing more, after a bit he shook his head, promised himself a vacation after the next big score, then clicked the light back on and began searching for more valuables.

Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard, "Jesus is watching you." Freaked out, he shone his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice. Finally, in the corner of the room, his flashlight beam came to rest on a parrot. "Did you say that?" he hissed at the parrot.

"Yep," the parrot confessed, then squawked, "I am just trying to warn you."

The burglar relaxed. "Warn me huh? Who are you?"

"Moses," replied the bird.

"Moses?" the burglar laughed. "What kind of stupid people would name a parrot Moses?"

The bird promptly answered, "Probably the same kind of people that would name a Rotweiller Jesus..."