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Matters not what is "acceptable." I was raised to obey the Commandments and the Lord's Prayer. I CONSIDER everything else. MY Christian church would welcome these people, no questions asked. I'll bet Ivanka Trump could walk right in there, throw them some phat money, DONE. Jewish converts have to jump through are getting impossibly high (les dan fiddy)
Bethany Mandel January 8, 2020 Ilan Costica/Creative Com...
It happened when we were newcomers.
When my husband and I moved to a new area, we were eager to
become involved in the Jewish community.
After a few months of testing out a new synagogue, we decided to join.
For us, the act of joining the synagogue was us formally declaring that
we are a part of the local Jewish community and our way to affirm that
we are invested in its continuity and future.
We filled out the application, which asks for basic demographic information
from potential congregants; names, birthdays, parents’ names, etc.
here was also a question about whether the applicants have converted or had a divorce.
I answered the questions honestly; I had indeed undergone an Orthodox conversion
prior to our marriage and indicated as such on the form.
Several weeks went by before we were asked to come into the synagogue office
on a Sunday afternoon for a meeting with the rabbi.
He asked to meet during our daughter’s nap time, and still retaining a
fear of rabbis leftover from my conversion days, we dragged her
out of the house exhausted for this meeting.
I had been trained during my conversion to never say no to a rabbi,
to never push back. He offered us an inconvenient time, and I
wasn’t confident enough yet in my interactions with rabbis to ask for another.
While we sat for over an hour with the synagogue rabbi, my husband was schmoozed.
He was asked about his family, his schooling in the Orthodox day school system.
When that was over, the rabbi turned to me and began an interrogation
about my conversion: Why did I do it? What was the process I went through?
What was my relationship like with my family? We sat there squirming
with an overtired baby until he completed the interrogation with
a request for the documentation I received from my conversion rabbi.
When we walked out my husband, whom I started dating during my conversion process,
looked at me and declared, “That was a worse grilling than your Beit Din.
We don’t want to go back… right?” He was right. We were both
so uncomfortable, that we not only didn’t join, we never went back. Quoting: [link to forward.com (secure)] |
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