My dad was Jewish, my mom was Catholic, I was raised in a Protestant church.
We weren’t orthodox-anything in my household, growing up, and I would say that holds true today.
Yesterday, March 26, the Supreme Court took up a legal challenge to California’s ban on gay marriage, Proposition 8, from 2008. The court is considering whether the U.S. Constitution’s 14th Amendment, which requires states to guarantee equal protection of the laws to all, applies to marriage laws and, therefore, requires states to allow same-sex couples to marry.
Raised by parents of different faiths, human rights’ issues place strongly in my moral upbringing. Having children in their late teens and twenties that are exposed to greater diversity than my own college experience has also educated me in my later years. Studying prejudices over history from Cyrus the Great in 580 B.C. to the Civil Union debate in Montpelier, VT in 2000 has shown me how much I can continue to learn how to be a better person, a better citizen. I lean toward how we can craft a beautiful future for society vs an uglier path.
For me, I believe that God is love, therefore I believe in humankind being made in his/her image and therefore, we are all love.
This is the week of the observance of Passover by the Jewish faith community. Nostalgically, of course, I think of food: Matzoh ball soup, Matzoh Brei, Manischewitz grape juice… things my dad used to serve us when we were younger.
Strong roots and good wings in character goes beyond gefilte fish, though. Kindness, integrity, patience, support…
We are still telling the Passover story of freedom, from oppression to opportunity, 3,000 years later.