My Conversion Story Journal

November 19, 2023

I saw a falling star on my way home from shul Saturday night. I had watched a beautiful sunset that peaked just as I reached the top of a tall bridge giving the perfect scene for a postcard. The peaceful ride allowed for some deep conversations with G-d. That peace did not last past the night. I am so thankful for my time alone and the peace to have a meaningful connection with Hashem. It is what helps me get through days like today when, again, I have to defend my decision to convert. Today is the first day the word "cult" came up in the conversation, and now, I will be defending myself to my family that I am not joining a cult. I'm supposed to go to Thanksgiving dinner with my aunt's family. Now, do I even want to go? How long am I going to have to worry about every family gathering I attend? Is there going to be an end to that feat that the next family function will be a grilling session, or convert me back to Christianity session, or worse.

My circle of supporters is very small. Even if not another person on earth is for me, I'm thankful that I know that I am still never going to be alone in this.

Thank you Hashem for being my rock.