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[...] rosh hashanah Chaviva writes: I would stare at the ceiling, tears running down my face, asking questions and hoping someone or something would answer. I spent two weeks scared to death of dying, and every night I would ask the same questions, and I would spend my days in class filled with fear. My exposure to religion and faith was through my friends – all from families of devout Christians – and I spent my summers at Vacation Bible School with friends. When I hit middle school, we moved to Nebraska and I grew to resent organized religion. I grew weary of no one being able to talk, discuss and argue about the finer points of the Bible with me. No one was willing to waiver – the answers to my questions from friends and pastors were always, “Because that’s what the Bible tells us.” When I went to college, I lost most of my high school friends. I found a friend in a devout Christian who would talk to me well into the night about religion. It suddenly hit me that this was something I should explore, so I began to buy books on Judaism and conversion, and I read book after book. I was so immersed in Jewish culture and religion, but I lacked the reality of the experience. I continued to read and immerse myself in whatever books I could find, and in August 2004 I began attending South Street Temple with a friend from school. I started keeping mildly kosher and began observing the holidays, while working with South Street Temple’s then-rabbi Debbie Stiel on conversion. The singing and prayers and service and food and community made me feel so alive in my Jewishness and Judaism. jewish deli Finding a community that shares my basic beliefs while also being willing to discuss, argue and hypothesize about all things also is incredibly important to me. I learned very early that prayer allowed me something unique. [...]

[...] jewish organizations Chaviva writes: I would stare at the ceiling, tears running down my face, asking questions and hoping someone or something would answer. I spent two weeks scared to death of dying, and every night I would ask the same questions, and I would spend my days in class filled with fear. My exposure to religion and faith was through my friends – all from families of devout Christians – and I spent my summers at Vacation Bible School with friends. When I hit middle school, we moved to Nebraska and I grew to resent organized religion. I grew weary of no one being able to talk, discuss and argue about the finer points of the Bible with me. No one was willing to waiver – the answers to my questions from friends and pastors were always, “Because that’s what the Bible tells us.” When I went to college, I lost most of my high school friends. I found a friend in a devout Christian who would talk to me well into the night about religion. It suddenly hit me that this was something I should explore, so I began to buy books on Judaism and conversion, and I read book after book. I was so immersed in Jewish culture and religion, but I lacked the reality of the experience. I continued to read and immerse myself in whatever books I could find, and in August 2004 I began attending South Street Temple with a friend from school. I started keeping mildly kosher and began observing the holidays, while working with South Street Temple’s then-rabbi Debbie Stiel on conversion. The singing and prayers and service and food and community made me feel so alive in my Jewishness and Judaism. jewish tradition Finding a community that shares my basic beliefs while also being willing to discuss, argue and hypothesize about all things also is incredibly important to me. I learned very early that prayer allowed me something unique. [...]

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