Sunday, October 30, 2011

"God doesn't want you."

I wasn’t planning on writing about this today. But last week, when I was writing my first post, I happened to glance at the comments section on my first Beacon article. The feedback I’d gotten so far had been positive- the comments, the amount of likes, and personal responses from friends. And now, staring at me in the face, was the first negative response. “God doesn’t want you,” Veronica Glickman wrote. “Why do you insist on wanting him.”

I was stunned. I stared at the comment for a while and then forced myself to close the page, all the while absently thinking, Why was I so shocked? Wasn’t this what I was nervous about when I first decided to write the article? Wasn’t I expecting something like this?

Truth be told, I had been expecting it. At first. For a week or so after I wrote the article, I kept expecting the axe to fall. I kept expecting someone to say something, to attack what I’d written, because it had happened in the past to other brave writers who had come forward, so why wouldn’t it happen to me? But it didn’t.

Until last week. For the past few days, I’ve been continuously going back to the page and looking at the comment. Just looking, turning it over and over in my head, trying to figure it out, understand what it means, what the reader meant when she wrote it.

It mystified me. After five days of staring, I’m still mystified. Because how does Veronica Glickman know? How does she know that God doesn’t want me? So sure of what she believes, there is not an ounce of hesitation or doubt in her comment.

I used to have that. I used to have absolutely no doubts or questions (and funnily enough, it wasn’t my sexual orientation that brought about my questions). Now I find myself both jealous of this woman’s faith, but at the same time, I am also grateful that I no longer have that, because, in my experience at least, even though life is more confusing when you have questions, it’s also easier to find meaning, and truth, and beauty, when you have the presence of mind to search for it and ask it of the world that surrounds you. 

I don’t know Veronica. But if I did, I would tell her this- I do want God. Do I know whether or not he wants me? No, not really. Sometimes I believe He does, sometimes I wonder. But I don’t doubt that I am in this world for a reason. I was created for a reason, and I have a purpose in this world. That may not seem like very much, but for me, someone who lost all faith in everything for a while, that’s a lot.

And right now, it’s enough. 

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Hello, everyone

I've been thinking of starting an anonymous blog for a while now. At first I thought it would be just one anonymous article on The Beacon, but then it turned out to be two. And yesterday, it became three. Once in a while, I think I'll continue writing for The Beacon, but I decided today that I'd like to have my own voice in the blogosphere. 

I am a female Orthodox Jew, and I am gay. There's not much more I can say about myself without giving away who I am. For reasons that I explained in my first article in The Beacon, and that I'll hopefully talk about at length here, I have to remain anonymous.

I’m going to keep this post short, simple, and to the point. The point being- why am I writing this blog? What am I trying to say or do?

The answer is a mixed bag. Yes, I am and will be making my voice heard here. I will, very often, be trying to make a point about something that catches my attention, and it won’t always necessarily be about homosexuality or Judaism. On the other hand, I won’t always be trying to make a statement. Sometimes I’ll just be writing out my thoughts, my feelings, my impressions- about anything and everything.

My plan is to blog every Sunday, so I hope to talk to you all in a few days :)