
“Stick” with this; it’s not that long.
I’ve been energized these days about my profession as an Interfaith Minister and my practice (vocation) as an Interfaith Educator. So when Joe asked me to be part of this event, I agreed. Because I thought I had a lot to say. But when I sat down to write, I felt “stuck.” Now I’m going to tell you what I’ve learned about getting “unstuck.”
I grew up in a Conservative Jewish household. I went to Hebrew School every Monday, Wednesday, and Sunday. My family attended Sabbath Services which meant I was at the synagogue on Saturdays, too. When I joined the Jewish Youth Group, I was there five times each week. I went to Jewish camps in the summer. I lived on a religious kibbutz in Israel briefly in high school. I attended the Hebrew University in Jerusalem for my junior year of college. I thought I would join the Israeli army, marry an Israeli, and live life on a kibbutz. Would you be surprised if I told you that it didn’t work out that way?
What happened?