I made 2 meaningful
revelations this Yom Kippur.
For many
years, I had believed that on this holy day - the Day of Atonement, which was a
24-hour period ending last night at sundown - my role was to 1 - Admit to sins of the past
year and 2 - Through prayer, ask for G-d's forgiveness.
I'm not adverse
to taking a good, hard look at myself, but I am adverse to asking for G-d's
forgiveness. Why, you ask? It's rather simple: I don't think
I believe in G-d.
Since I didn't
want my status as a non-believer to make me feel like I was a bad Jew - or more
pleasantly stated a non-observant Jew - at Yom Kippur, I'd do my best to follow the general rule of the holiday by fasting, year after year, while skipping the parts I wasn't as comfortable with. And even though I kind
of came to terms with my own style of Judaism, I always felt a tinge of guilt
in the fact that on Yom Kippur, I'd do some reflecting, some fasting, but no
praying.
It wasn't
until my 21 year- old daughter Amy asked my mom and me what the connection is between
fasting and repenting, that I had given this struggle of mine any thought.
Good question,
I said, realizing that after all these years of exposure to the rituals,
culture and traditions of the religion, I really had no idea.
"Let's
Google it," Amy said.
Rabbis
weighed in on the question of the connection between fasting and
repenting. Seems the bottom line is that
the essence of Yom Kippur is to make us better people going forward, and this
is accomplished with a multi-pronged process that takes a full day's worth of energy and commitment.
First, we
are to think about our wrongful words, thoughts and actions over the past year
- not superfluously, but with our heart and soul. This exercise will be further intensified if
simultaneously practicing self-denial, such as fasting from food and drink. Experiencing
the discomfort of hunger as a symbol of our commitment to follow through on our
personal improvement plan will create a far more effective partnership in the
mission to create a better world, person by person.
This was the
first revelation: that in an effort to
avoid prayer, I glossed over my own behavior and role in society, past and
future, thereby gypping myself of the true intention of the holiday. In other words, I fasted, but that was about it.
The second
revelation became clear when it was my mom's turn to answer the question about
the connection between fasting and repenting. She said her usual couple of words, packed with punch. The reason we
fast and repent together is because "it's tradition."
While I love
the tradition of family gatherings, lox and bagels, and playing Jewish
geography, I always feel distressed when the tradition calls on the role of prayer
which automatically brings G-d into the equation.
Years ago,
in desperate times, with medical intervention failing, I had nothing else to do
but pray for my stepson Matthew during his battle with cancer. I was told by others who knew of my issue that it'd be better to pray JUST IN
CASE, so I did. I also added an apology in my prayers for not believing, JUST
IN CASE.
These
prayers produced nothing. The fact that I
prayed, day after day, along with lots of others from every religion imaginable also praying, day after
day, further confirmed my skepticism in prayer.
Why did we all do it and for so long and with such heart, for our cries
for help to go unanswered?
What is the
point of prayer if not to protect our children, to heal the sick, to keep us
whole? Is there anyone listening and
able to do anything, on the other end? How
could G-d or any higher power have let this happen to such a good boy?
Once Matthew
passed, my potential openness to prayer dissolved for years, but this Yom
Kippur as I gave it another try, I realized the second revelation. I'm still not sure what the purpose is of
prayer, whether there is a G-d listening or how exactly I feel about all of this, but I am now aware that I will always have a complicated and forever evolving relationship with Judaism.
Learned something new about you!
ReplyDeleteI, on the other hand, turn to praying every night before bed. I believe someone out there is listening to my thoughts and considering them. While not all of my prayers get answered (that would be a nice superpower though!), I must say I find comfort in expressing hopes and positive thoughts to a higher power. I don't have a picture in my mind of who this individual is, but I believe he or she does exist to some extent in some form.
xo
I love this about you. xo
DeleteAlli's comment, to me, is a sign in itself that God exists and that whether you believe or not, or are unsure, you certainly have raised your children to be open to believe. As you know, Judy, I pray for you every day, so be at peace with where you are now and continue to be open to wherever God wants to lead you in your journey through life. My theory is that in the end we will all find out one way or the other, so just continue to be the wonderful, kind, caring, thoughtful and loving person (friend) that you are, and you will be just fine:) Love you. Celestine.
ReplyDeleteLove you Cel.
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