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>Are they Christians then if they do not follow the gospel?
No, but they still weren't Christians when Christ asked God to forgive them. So if God Himself asks Himself to forgive the unchristian, I say there's a chance that God will save them somehow. I don't think that's a ludicrous thought to have.
>“Not everyone who says to me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father in heaven. "
This actually suggests that calling yourself a Christian matters nothing, while doing God's will does matter. If God's will is love, then a Jew doing God's will has more chances than a Christian being a douche. Again, this seems logical to me but you may have another angle.
>I don't
Why not? I'm somewhat familiar with Stamford Hill Jews, the most radical Jews I know of. It's literally a cult. They're like the Jewish Amish and have virtually no access to the modern world in terms of information and education. No news, no TV, no cinema, everyone around them is considered a devil, etc. I can hardly blame those for not thinking much of Christ.
As to regular Jews, they're probably more blasphemous to their own religion than to Christ. Are there Western Jews who actually believe? What's the ratio? 5%?
>It would be better to say that jewry and Christianity have the same roots.
OK. I'm not familiar with Judaism then and now.
>It is not about forgiving it is about justice
It wasn't justice to have God suffer for us. He was innocent, we were guilty. It's definitely about love and forgiving. There's nothing fair in this, just love. Very interesting point, however.
>Didn't you say you are baptised ?
Yes. Roman Catholic. My mother was with a bad man and accidentally became pregnant. He flipped his shit and asked her to abort, which she refused. He then left forever. She had me baptised very soon after my birth. I was not raised in any faith however. I just remember a book about Saint Bernadette of Lourdes, though I never knew it was a true story until I grew up.
By marriage (my mother's), I became Protestant, since my adoptive father was Protestant (which meant nothing: my grandfather had punched a priest in his very Catholic town, and had been made a Protestant by default; he was a communist in the first half of the 20th century, and until his death a decade ago), so I went to Protie Catechism, mostly because my mother really wanted me to, despite her being a Catholic. This turned out to be shit. I then decided to tackle God on my little own, age 11, with the ambitious plan to read the Bible, cover to cover, like a badass. I made it through the Pentateuch, which traumatised me as a child, and I then hated God for years. At 11, being a European boy, I couldn't believe the God of Love really wanted humans stoned and burned alive for offenses that made no sense to me as a kid. My whole desire for God got perverted, literally, into massive God hate. I hate "God" because He wasn't like the God I felt I could feel. It took years to reverse that process.
Sorry, that's way more than you asked for, but it's good context.
>first thing I learned at Sunday school was what a "bastard" was, and, not knowing it was an insult, I told the whole class that I was a bastard. I was 5. I didn't understand my teacher's reaction back then. My mother wasn't too happy either, but yeah, born out of wedlock.