So I went to the Friday night service, and... I liked it.
So much singing. The Hebrew was a stark contrast to the English singing last week at the SDA church. The Hebrew sounded more spiritual to me, I guess it's what I'm used to.
The cantor's voice was so amazing, I loved all the highs and lows and fluctuations, it was great. It was holy, but liberal. The rabbi's speech started slow and when she was deep into the story, I started to visualize her words, and then it came alive for me. I liked her interpretation of the plagues, "the Pharaoh needed to feel the pain of losing his son, in order to understand the pain felt by the slaves." She related it to life, the world, very nicely, I forget her words exactly. I still don't believe in God, but I don't think that I need to in order to go to the services. I can still have an interest in the morals and not believe anything. It's fine.
There was a group of children from the washington heights synagogue who came to watch, which was awesome, so liberal. There was a couple who came back from Africa with an adopted baby. This little black boy is going to be raised Jewish, at the gay temple, yay! And the couple was straight too! I think the guy might have been trans., but that's my assumption knowing a biologically straight couple wouldn't seek out a gay temple.
I love the idea of a queer religious establishment. The room was filled, at least double the crowd of the SDA church. I didn't know there were so many gay Jews in this city! I might have to go every week. It did something for me to be there. I can't explain it better than that.
Friday, January 30, 2009
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