The Egyptian sun god Horus, has the following in common with Jesus:
Horus was born of the virgin Isis (Meri) on December 25th in a cave/manger with his birth being announced by a star in the East and attended by three wise men.
His earthly father was named Seb (Joseph).
At age 12, he was a child teacher in the Temple.
At 30, he was baptized, having disappeared for 18 years.
Horus was baptized in the river Eridanus or Iarutana (Jordan) by Anup the Baptizer (John the Baptist), who was decapitated.
He had 12 disciples, two of whom were his "witnesses" and were named Anup and Aan (the two Johns).
He performed miracles, exorcised demons and raised El-Azarus, from the dead.
Horus walked on water.
He delivered a "Sermon on the Mount" and his followers recounted the "Sayings of Iusa."
Horus was transfigured on the Mount.
He was crucified between two thieves, buried for three days in a tomb, and resurrected.
He was also the "Way, the Truth, the Light," "Messiah," "God's Anointed Son," the "Son of Man," the "Good Shepherd," the "Lamb of God," the "Word made flesh," etc.
Believe it or not, I'm Catholic. Today we celebrated Our Lady of Guadalupe Feast Day (you know how us Catholics are a bunch of Mary-worshipers).
I work for a non-profit started by a woman driven who's by her faith. For 40 years she's been feeding, clothing and housing the homeless. She's an amazing and humble woman who's restored my faith, not in Catholicism or Christianity, but in the fact that wonderful things can happen when good people find inspiration in religious mythology.
Being a "Cafeteria Catholic" doesn't mean I excuse the criminal behavior of the church hierarchy.
Finally, here's a link that won't offend Christians. A beautiful flash called Majesty.
As a "Pastafarian" I was quite disappointed when I didn't see the world's fasted growing religion included on this map. I along with thousands of other "spagnostics" will be waiting for the update...
The 8 "I'd Really Rather You Didn'ts"
I I'd really rather you didn't act like a sanctimonious holier-than-thou ass when describing my noodly goodness. If some people don't believe in me, that's okay. Really, I'm not that vain. Besides, this isn't about them so don't change the subject.
II I'd really rather you didn't use my existence as a means to oppress, subjugate, punish, eviscerate, and/or, you know, be mean to others. I don't require sacrifices, and purity is for drinking water, not people.
III I'd really rather you didn't judge people for the way they look, or how they dress, or the way they talk, or, well, just play nice, Okay? Oh, and get this into your thick heads: woman = person. man = person. Samey = Samey. One is not better than the other, unless we're talking about fashion and I'm sorry, but I gave that to women and some guys who know the difference between teal and fuchsia.
IV I'd really rather you didn't indulge in conduct that offends yourself, or your willing, consenting partner of legal age AND mental maturity. As for anyone who might object, I think the expression is go fuck yourself, unless they find that offensive in which case they can turn off the TV for once and go for a walk for a change.
V I'd really rather you didn't challenge the bigoted, misogynistic, hateful ideas of others on an empty stomach. Eat, then go after the bitches.
VI I'd really rather you didn't build multi million-dollar churches/temples/mosques/shrines to my noodly goodness when the money could be better spent (take your pick):
a) Ending poverty
b) Curing diseases
c) Living in peace, loving with passion, and lowering the cost of cable I might be a complex-carbohydrate omniscient being, but I enjoy the simple things in life. I ought to know. I AM the creator.
VII I'd really rather you didn't go around telling people I talk to you. You're not that interesting. Get over yourself. And I told you to love your fellow man, can't you take a hint?
VIII I'd really rather you didn't do unto others as you would have them do unto you if you are into, um, stuff that uses a lot of leather/lubricant/Las Vegas. If the other person is into it, however (pursuant to #4), then have at it, take pictures, and for the love of Mike, wear a CONDOM! Honestly, it's a piece of rubber. If I didn't want it to feel good when you did it I would have added spikes, or something.
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Horus was born of the virgin Isis (Meri) on December 25th in a cave/manger with his birth being announced by a star in the East and attended by three wise men. 
