I wanted to start out by saying thank you, especially for the last four years. I am sure you have gotten your fair share of grief over me and my decision to become a Christian. I stuck a cross on and you stuck by me. I made a decision to follow Jesus and you honored that by still loving me. I cannot imagine that it was easy for you.
I know sometimes that you may not understand my decision, but I know you don’t have too. That’s what unconditional love is all about. You saw my life change and that was enough for you. You saw me happy. You supported me through every phase. When everyone else walked away, you walked towards me. You may not have agreed but it never stopped you from loving the God in me. Our relationship only got stronger, and for that I say a million thank yous.
You see, you do get it. I don’t have to be anything or anyone for you. I don’t have to perform or make a lot of money or be someone else, I can just be me. You let me pray for you, still conduct our Passover seders and joke about how dad still doesn’t believe that Moses parted the Red Sea. Because deep down inside you know the truth- that I will always be Jewish, and nobody can ever take that away from me.
I don’t know how you get it, but you do. It’s not so much in the words you say but the things you do. Like the gifts you give me that I cherish. You know the ones I’m talking about. The ones that have blessings and God and coffee all tied up in one.
I think of Edith’s mother and how she must have felt when her daughter converted. I remember reading about how she was feeling, her pain and her strained love for her daughter. It was hard for me to read about their relationship because I was scared that this could be us. But it never was. Not for one second…
I don’t know if you’ll ever read this. But if you do, know this- you are the embodiment of God’s love for his children. And your faith and fidelity to God as a daughter of Israel is remarkable. You are more learned than a thousand of your brethren who attend Saturday services or High Holy days. You’ve learned that being a good and faithful Jewish person doesn’t mean calling yourself that but living it. The way you treat people, help people, love people. You get it. You just get it.
So this Mother’s day a thousand thank you’s aren’t enough. I cherish you because of who you are and I never fear that you will walk away or ever stop loving me. The God in you is louder and clearer to me than a visit to a thousand churches in a thousand countries. Thank you for letting me be me.