@neologist,
Neo, my mother was a religious and devout saint all of her life. She is the only person in the world I know who went to her grave with no regrets.
She spent her entire life as a volunteer for many social agencies and public institutions.
When she saw that I had joined non-denominational fundamental religion and one day she came to me and said, "Son, there are many ways to God". For she had seen and loved many cultures in her own wise and compassionate experience.
I would say, "No mother, there is only one way to God and that is through Jesus Christ".
As I became more and more hateful of other "ways" and could identify with other radical religious zealots who took their own religions as the "only" way too, I finally realized the love that my mother tried to impart. I understood that love is the acceptance of other ways, this is how we grow and learn to be collective citizens of our wondrous and magnificent earth and universe.
Today I worship at my mother's shrine and thank her in the great beyond for steering me to the place of universal love and acceptance...
I will never hold my way to God above others. Yes, Jesus has some great lessons for us to follow but he is not the only way and in some cases, yes, Jesus was wrong.
The infallibility of humans and religious books are the greatest spiritual pitfalls of our day and time...
I am the way = totalitarianism