I was born Jewish, but it is not how I generally identify myself. I prefer faithful and spritual; exploring everything that fills up my soul. Of course Judaism fits into this spectrum of faith.
This week was the second of the high holidays in Judaism, Yom Kippur. After a trying month for a variety of reasons, I decided to spontaneuously attend services on Tuesday night and fast for as long as I was comfortable. In college, I met a young daughter of a Chabad rabbi as part of my world religions class at the University of San Francisco. Yes, I attended a Catholic university, which I loved especially for the Jesuit focus.
In our world religions class, we were asked to visit a religious service of a religion that interested us. Since I grew up in a Conservative Jewish household near an Orthodox synagogue, the Orthodox culture fascinated me. Chabad is a facet of Orthodox Judaism. I attended the service not knowing what to expect and was warmly welcomed by Yummy and Chaya to join their family for the whole night of Shabbat.