Eventually, I felt as if The Holy Blessed One had nudged me out of my rest, telling me that I’d stayed there long enough: that my destiny as a Jew awaited me.
As someone who is half-Filipino and half-Hispanic and grew up in a diverse Dallas, TX neighborhood, I never gave much thought to the politics of skin color and how that affected me – at least not until I entered the Jewish community.
I don’t exactly fit the
Malachi’s parents regale me with what they most enjoy about being Jews: the gift of Shabbat, the beauty of interweaving music, study, and prayer, and the devotion to God through devotion to others.
Together, we will champion the lessons of Passover by bringing greater wholeness, justice, and belonging to our world.