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My journal about my conversion to Judaism. |
I started writing my conversion story in June 2023, even though it started before then. It will not be in chronological order as I remember things from the past that brought me to this point in my life. My decision to convert was not an easy one. I grew up Pentecostal. I watched my grandma speak in tongues. My aunt played keyboard in the church band. I used to attend church (a member of a Baptist church for many years) 3 to 4 times a week. I did not start my journey of healing after my divorce and expect to end up here. However, my desire and work to grow closer to G-d has left me no doubt or question about where I am now. I have no hesitation in my conversion to Judaism. This is my story of leaving Christianity and becoming a part of a people that I will be able to, one day, proudly say that I am also. A Jew. |
I saw a falling star on my way home from shul Saturday night. I had watched a beautiful sunset that peaked just as I reached the top of a tall bridge giving the perfect scene for a postcard. The peaceful ride allowed for some deep conversations with G-d. That peace did not last past the night. I am so thankful for my time alone and the peace to have a meaningful connection with Hashem. It is what helps me get through days like today when, again, I have to defend my decision to convert. Today is the first day the word "cult" came up in the conversation, and now, I will be defending myself to my family that I am not joining a cult. I'm supposed to go to Thanksgiving dinner with my aunt's family. Now, do I even want to go? How long am I going to have to worry about every family gathering I attend? Is there going to be an end to that feat that the next family function will be a grilling session, or convert me back to Christianity session, or worse. My circle of supporters is very small. Even if not another person on earth is for me, I'm thankful that I know that I am still never going to be alone in this. Thank you Hashem for being my rock. |