Zitat des Tages von Lionel Blue:
I was not comfortable worshipping another Jew.
Early on I saw the repression and idolatry of Stalinism, and when it cracked, I was open to religion again.
During the Second World War, evacuated to non-Jewish households, I encountered Christianity at home and in school.
Good things come, and I'm not just referring to riding the buses.
At religious instruction classes, I encountered The Pilgrims Progress by John Bunyan, and the sincerity of the traveller in that book was overwhelming.
Pious XII was too neutral to mention the gas chambers; decent people like my own family were turned into devils by crude Christianity.
It is not possible to unknow what you do know - the result of that is fanaticism.
The secular world is more spiritual than it thinks, just as the ecclesiastical world is more materialist than it cares to acknowledge.
For some years I deserted religion in favour of Marxism. The republic of goodness seemed more attainable than the Kingdom of God.
I began to see that my problems, seen spiritually, were really my soul's plusses.
I didn't want to be on the losing side. I was fed up with Jewish weakness, timidity and fear. I didn't want any more Jewish sentimentality and Jewish suffering. I was sickened by our sad songs.
The real evidence for Jesus and Christianity is in how Jesus and the Christianity based on him manifest themselves in the lives of practicing Christians.
To change, to convert? Why bother?
So many plusses, so many minuses.
I was not allowed a physical lover. Falling in love with Love was the best I could get.
I have ended as a Reform Rabbi, grateful to Christianity for so many good things.
Christianity had two faces which bewildered me - two pictures which didn't fit.
I literally fell among Quakers when I went up to Oxford.
My mother enjoyed old age, and because of her I've begun to enjoy parts of it too. So far I've had it good and am crumbling nicely.
I learnt pity, sympathy, and what it was like to be at the other end of the stick. Such lessons can't be learnt in lecture halls.
Someone gave me a New Testament. I had never before read it systematically. Some parts made sense, some parts shocked me.
An aged rabbi, crazed with liberalism, once said to me, We Jews are just ordinary human beings. Only a bit more so!
I am pleased now that I have lived in a gay as well as a religious ghetto, though it hasn't been very comfortable. Taken together, their limitations cancel each other out and I have seen the world more kindly and more honestly.
It was admitted by the early rabbis that the sectarians could be as full of good works as eggs were full of meat.
The real evidence is not practically speaking in scholarship but in how Jesus and the Christianity based on him manifest themselves in the lives of practising Christians. Their lives are the proofs of their beliefs.
Old friends die on you, and they're irreplaceable. You become dependent.
I recovered my infant Judaism, but in a reformist version.
I found that when I did something for the sake of heaven, heaven happened. These things changed my life. I owe them to my encounter with Christianity.
The Christian use of religion as a personal love affair both shocked me, and attracted me.
Discrimination against Jews can be read in Thomas Aquinas, and insults against Jews in Martin Luther.
I still go to a Christian priory for retreats.
In speaking of Jesus, I must speak about Christianity because I do not think it possible or profitable to divide the two.
This Christian poison hasn't stopped yet.
What would I have done if I'd been put to the test? Would I have risked my own life for people I hardly knew? Probably, I would have looked the other way at best or become another apologist for evil at worst.
I feel that the Christian experience and the Jewish one have much to give each other. If this open society continues and there is no return to political anti-Semitism, then this encounter, deeper than any theology, may happen.
I thought of such Christian inventions as the ghetto and the Jewish badge of shame. The Nazis didn't have to go very far to pick up their know-how.