I am in a Mixed Marriage

I am a woman. My husband is a man. In today’s vernacular; in America’s redefinition of marriage, I am, therefore; in a mixed marriage.

We were also born into loving Christian homes. We have in no way severed ties with our familial heritage. However. There was a man who redefined what it means to be a ‘true Jew.’

Don and I are Jewish.

We look forward to the King of the Jews reigning and ruling from a throne in Jerusalem.

In the Bible (The Complete Jewish Bible) or any version of a Christian Bible, there is the book of Romans. Romans 2:28-29 defines what it means to be a Jew.

There is a bit of discussion on the author of this book. The author does not concern me.

If you are a man, or if you have a son, you know what circumcision is. Many progressive people feel that it is an unnecessary (perhaps cruel) operation preformed on infant boys.

As a woman, I am grateful that I only know of physical circumcision by proxy.

However:

”For the real Jew is not merely Jewish outwardly: true circumcision is not only external and physical. On the contrary, the real Jew is one inwardly; and true circumcision is of the heart, spiritual not literal; so that his praise comes not from other people but from God.“
‭‭Romans (Rom)‬ ‭2‬:‭28‬-‭29‬ ‭CJB‬‬
https://bible.com/bible/1275/rom.2.28-29.CJB

The cutting away of flesh is painful.

Severing our desires and allowing our hearts to mourn… impossible… unless we are a true Jew.

This mixed marriage?

Truly, a work in progress.

A sometimes painful, war-filled, struggle to be who we are called to be. There is light in darkness and the darkness has, in no way overcome it.