Four tourists from India were watching me put tefillin on someone at the Kotel. They came over, and the tall one asked, "What G-d do you Jews believe in?"
I asked him what his religion was. He proudly answered, "I am a Muslim."
"Then, I am surprised at your question. Jews believe in the G-d of Abraham, Who is the G-d of the Koran, too."
I went on, "All people are obligated to follow the 7 Laws that G-d gave to Noah. Most people fail to keep the first one because they do not understand. The first commandment is not to worship an idol, a limited god, but since you are a Muslim, you do not have this problem. Muslims know to worship only the Infinite G-d."
He beamed when he heard me compliment Muslims, but as I continued the beam soon left his face. "But Muslims do have a major problem with another one of these Universal commandments: Do not murder.
"Why is it that one out of five people in the world are Muslim, but 4 out of 5 wars in the world are Muslim? And most of these wars are Muslims killing other Muslims!"
The beam left his face. "Do you believe in the Koran?"
He assured me that he did.
"It is written more than once in the Koran that G-d gave this land, right here where we are standing, to the children of Jacob, to Israel. I want you to go back to India and tell your Muslim friends that on your trip to Israel you learned that this Land belongs to the Jews!" Actual fear came on his face, to even think of doing such a thing.
Then I asked the others what their religion was. The two in the middle said that they were x-ians, and the one on the right said that he was a Hindu. I do not recall ever seeing Indians of different beliefs traveling together. Maybe they work for the same company and came on business.
I asked them, "Where is G-d?"
The Muslim quickly answered, "Everywhere!"
I hit him on his chest and said, "Good for you. Yes, G-d is everywhere."
Then I asked the x-ians if they also believed that since G-d is Infinite He must be everywhere. They looked at each other, and then nodded their heads that, yes, G-d must be everywhere.
"According to your story, on the third day after that man was crucified and they went to his grave, was he in the grave?"
They answered that he was not in the grave, "He was arisen, taken up to Heaven!"
"Then don't worship him," I said. "If he is not in the grave, he is not everywhere. G-d is everywhere. Only worship the G-d Who is everywhere."
Then I turned to the Hindu, "How many gods do you have in India?"
"Oh, there are millions." He answered.
I grabbed his fingers and pulled them and asked, "How many am I pulling?"
"Ten," he answered.
"No. How many am I pulling?" and I pulled hard enough to move his arms forward.
He said, "Two, my arms!"
"No!" I said, and I pulled harder so he had to move forward, and I asked again, "How many am I pulling?
He insisted, "Two"
I tried again, and pulled even harder. "What am I pulling?"
He smiled as he got what I was trying to show him. "You are pulling me!"
"That's right, and just like your ten fingers, and your two arms are really one, so are all of your statues, and gods, and powers in India really all one. All is one!"
He smiled at what I told him.
They walked away talking to each other. Do I think that I changed anything in their lives? I don't know, but I know that I am obligated to try.