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Rated: 13+ · Book · Cultural · #2299971
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.
July 30, 2024 at 10:04pm
July 30, 2024 at 10:04pm
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Over 600 miles is what I have driven in the past week. Every muscle in my body hurts. Today I moved the last of my things to my new apartment. I have slept here once (with D2 and her husband). Tonight will be my first night here alone.

I think it is amazing that the time I had given up hope for another year, that is when G-d said, "Now." Within a month I had a new job and a new apartment. I am within walking distance of my shul. No more driving three hours one way to attend services. No more fake candles for Shabbat. All the anti-Jewish rules of my old apartment don't matter now. I get to observe Shabbat. I get to set up a kosher kitchen. I get access to kosher groceries and restaurants.

Although I hate the city, and my first meal in my new apartment was a PB&J spread with a spoon, and although I can't find anything, and although I have things all over the floor, and although I have no idea where my official parking spot is at, and although I am still a bit scared and way out of my comfort zone, I finally feel like I'm almost home.

Now, I get to make my bed and look forward to the next steps in my conversion.

I love you Hashem with all that I am. Thank you for all your blessings. I am truly overwhelmed.


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