Is God in A book? The ocean or in our hearts?
I went for my walk on the beach this morning. Just happens to be the second day of Passover and Easter. Wondering about God and the world I live in. For the first forty years of my life, I was the obedient son. More to the point was an obedient grandson. I couldn't imagine telling Grandpa I didn't go to shul on a Yom Tov. Certainly would have not decided not to go to a Seder or host my own. To the contrary, I even joined a gay shul so I could say I was a member of a synagogue even though I only went there for the high holidays. Even as I came out to myself, fell in love, and grew as a person I kept kosher. Hosted sedurim of my own. Tried to accept my religion while at the same time learning to accept the person I am. The idea of questioning religion and every rule is a Jewish tradition. Any one who understands where the Talmud came frame knows that debating of Judaism and the meaning of the "word" of God is a Jewish tradition and the reason we are enc