This is a personal essay I have been trying to write for a very, very long time. It isn't sparked by one thing in particular, but it comes in response to, and accord with, things I've read by
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Anyhow, I'm sorry, I don't mean to ramble, I just wanted to say: your post made me think about things I haven't had to think about before, and that's a really good thing, and thank you.
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You can ramble here any time. ♥
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There's also the two sages story: Hillel and Shammai were two of the most respected rabbis ever, although we like Hillel a lot better now; he was warm and friendly, while Shammai was prickly and strict.
One day a Gentile comes up to Shammai's hut and says, "Hey, Shammai! If you can teach me the whole Torah while I stand on one foot, I'll convert."
As he balances, grinning, Shammai puts out a hand and shoves him over. "Torah takes a lifetime of study," he growls. "Stop wasting my time. I wouldn't convert you even if you were sincere ( ... )
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Thank you.
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Thank you so much, on every level.
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THIS.
My mother never converted, but embraced the faith wholly. As I got older (I was the youngest by many years), my family's involvement dwindled. Say, sometime after my bat mitzvah.
Religion ceased to be important in the house until I said one day I wanted to practice Wicca. (I was 14. It didn't take.)
Like you, my New Testament knowledge is almost better than my Old Testament knowledge, mostly because I ended up studying a lot of Medieval lit in college.
It's very confusing and frustrating, especially when my former roommate found more and more of her identity in the Jewish faith, and I felt myself at odds with a major part of my heritage.
I'm a pretty firm agnostic these days.
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