Monday, December 7, 2009

G-d got me into a car accident.

I couldn't think of a clever title, but really I did get into a minor fender bender coming home from Shabbat last Friday.

But besides that I had a meeting with Maggie, the interfaith/outreach counselor at CRC(Central Reform Congregation), to talk about my conversion. She was really easy to talk to, she has one of those voices that instantly makes you feel as if you have known her for ages, so it was very easy to talk about these things that are very personal.

We talked about who I was and I believe her actual question was, "Why Judaism?". So I went on to explain how I came to find Judaism, and why I feel that CRC is where I need and want to be. She then went over the process of converting, which will take a year maybe more. She explained that it takes a year because through the year and all the holidays is the Jewish story, and through really experiencing that story I will be able to make a truly informed decision.

And as if I wasn't in school enough, I have to take a 16 week Intro to Judaism class as well as a Beginning Hebrew Class. I have already been attending services regularly, but I will begin attending a Torah study group this Friday. She also gave me a list of books to read, so I will try and get some of those soon.

It is going to be a lot of work, but I am anxious to start this journey.

Sorry no pictures of food this time.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Challah at ya Goy!

Chanukkah is only about a week away! So, since I don't know any other Jews here in town too well, I have invited a few people over to my house next Saturday for Latkes and other Jew foods. In preparation for what certinely may have been a disaster, I decided to do a test run of my Challah making skills. Challah is a yeast bread that is braided, and brushed with egg to give it a crispy outer shell. Oh, and it has a ton of honey baked into it.

Challah is eaten on Shabbat and holidays, and is a double loaf that represents the two portions of manna that would fall from the heavens on the Israelites as they wandered the desert for forty years after the Exodus. Manna did not fall on the sabbath or holidays; so a double portion was given.

There's your Jewish history for the day. And now back to the purpose of this blog, miraculously I made two damn near perfect loaves of challah (thank you YouTube). I don't know how it happened, but it did. We will just have to see if I can reproduce this a week from now. The quality of my cooking seems to stick to a day to day basis, and usually either on the side of awesome or terrible. So we will see, until next time, Shalom.



Friday, November 27, 2009

Shabbat Shalom Yo!

So tonight is the beginning of Shabbat, which is the Jewish sabbath, so I thought what better time to introduce you to my blog than tonight. And Happy Thanksgiving, I hope everyones was as wonderful as mine. The company of friends is truly something you can't buy.

This is my blog about my recent decision to convert to Judaism and the process of my conversion. I had never thought about being a Jew, I have believed in G-d for a long time but have never found a faith that really suited my need or beliefs. I feel like I have searching for a faith for a while, researching Buddhism, Hinduism, and Islam, but I didn't find one that really spoke to me. I was pretty much in agreement with myself that religion just maybe wasn't for me. So I took a world religions class this semester as a last resort i guess, weather I would find something or be pushed farther away from religion I didn't know. As the semester progressed I was leaning towards the latter, until we began the chapter on Judaism. Reading through the chapter everything made sense, and actually many of the beliefs I already held correlated almost directly ( there is a G-d, G-d is omnipresent, everything is interconnected through G-d). So I decided to do my site visit report on a Shabbat service at the Central Reform Congregation. It just so happened that my History professor is a member, which made me feel pretty comfortable from the beginning. I was greeted by a woman named Rody, who could tell I was there observing, she sat down with me and made me feel extremely welcome and explained what would be going on through out the evening. Observing the traditions that have endured for three thousand years, and the sense of community present in the building spoke to me and I knew this is where I was supposed to be.

So this is about where I'm at. I've been attending temple every week since, and I have a meeting with Maggie on Monday to discuss my conversion. I hope this okay, it's my first blog, and those of you that know me know that I speak much better through an instrument than with words. Shabbat Shalom!

P.S.- This need no explanation