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Decorating for the Holidays—Interfaith Style
by Nan Meyer


December, 2005 - Let’s see: it probably all started with a vase of pussy willows. I was in kindergarten way back in the 1930s. Along with the other kids in the class I had made lovely paper lanterns and colorful paper chains. They were to be taken home and hung on our Christmas tree. The problem was that I was Jewish; we didn’t have a Christmas tree. But the teacher didn’t know this. As the only Jewish family in the area, we kept a low profile.

This was during the Depression when nothing was wasted. Besides, I liked these colorful ornaments. My mother had a glass vase filled with pussy willow branches. They were brown sticks with gray bumps, surely in need of decoration. So I hung my paper chains and lanterns from the dusty pussy willow branches. I thought it looked somewhat like a Christmas tree. Unfortunately, so did my mother. She had been raised in an Orthodox Jewish home. Screaming at the blasphemy, she opened the window (in December yet) and heaved out the whole thing: decorations, pussy willows and vase. As it crashed to the pavement below, I stood stunned. Maybe I could understand the decorations. The pussy willows had been free, clipped from a bush in the backyard. But no one, not anyone, threw and broke a good vase that had been purchased at the Five-and-Ten-Cent Store.

The dilemma
This was my introduction to the December Dilemma, the problems Jewish families have with the glory of Christmas and its decorations. My father, who found religion amusing, thought the incident funny. I knew I had a problem that continued with how to not sing the offending phrases in those lovely Christmas carols. (I mimed them, as I discovered decades later my own kids were doing.) I was so afraid a bolt of lightening would come through the school’s auditorium windows if I sang them out.
Oh yes, the pussy willows. On my wedding day in what was to be our new apartment, my mother saw me decorating a small Christmas tree with all white ornaments. It was a gift to my Christian bridegroom when we came back after our wedding. I heard her mutter, “I should have let her have her pussy willows.”

Over the years, we continued to have a Christmas tree—for my husband, I told myself. Then one day he walked in and casually announced that he had just been at our temple, where he had formally converted to Judaism. Surprise! What I said (which my husband still remembers) was, “What did you do that for?” What I thought was: there goes the Christmas tree.

Since I liked the scent of pine in a winter house, every December I continued to fill urns and vases with branches of evergreens. Sometimes a red bow even found its way to these winter bouquets, just for a touch of color, of course. But I missed the delight of decorating the tree.

A solution
Then I discovered the succah. (The succah is a booth decorated with harvest fruits. Some people put it up for the Jewish holiday of Sukkot, which is the celebration of the final harvest. It falls sometime in September or October.) We had a glass-enclosed porch that went mainly unused once summer ended and I brought the potted plants indoors.

Every year when the High Holidays were over, I decorated the porch as a succah for Sukkot, the next Jewish holiday. I hung the walls and the ceiling with gourds, Indian corn, and miniature plastic fruits and vegetables. It was a room-sized salute to the bounty of Nature. Great, I could be religiously Jewish and seasonally correct, especially if I kept it all intact until on through Thanksgiving.

Then it seemed natural to morph it into a winter theme of winter weeds, evergreens, and pine cones. My husband is an only grandchild, so we inherited many things from various branches of his family. When two small artificial Christmas trees came to us, I tied feathered birds and pine cones to them and set them on the porch among the critter figurines brought in from the garden. This Disney-like setting has been transferred to our front portico now that we no longer have that enclosed porch.

Since Hanukkah usually falls mid December, there is a Hanukkah menorah amidst it all. My neighbors, I’m told, enjoy watching the number of electric candles increase on the menorah each evening. Then when Hanukkah is over and the Christmas season is in full swing,* I substitute colored lights for the candle-like bulbs used for Hanukkah. It seems only neighborly to participate in the colorful light displays all the other houses have. It also seems neighborly to ask around if anyone needs a baby-sitter so the parents of small children can attend midnight mass on Christmas Eve. In December I’m big on figures of snowmen, candles with winter themes, crystal prisms of icicles, and red cardinals.
By focusing heavily on the seasonal, I make the house look as festive as any house in the area. No one in the family feels deprived. I find it interesting how different religions use the same symbols for our different holidays. Near the time of the shortest (and darkest) day of the year, candles are featured by those celebrating Christmas, Hanukkah, and Kwanzaa. To help pass the time during the coming long winter, toys and games are encouraged (tops for Hanukkah, dolls and trains for Christmas).

Some benefits
I like the idea of focusing on what we share rather than on our differences. I use wrapping paper that advocates neither holiday completely: deep blue, silver, gold, and sparkling white. And instead of bows on the grandchildren’s Hanukkah gifts, I tie candy canes Thus, those of my grandchildren who are Christian are not overwhelmed with Jewish themes. (Although I have found that the Catholic boy objects strenuously if he does not get the annual dreidel as the Jewish boys do.) And the candy canes, I notice, are always carefully kept by the Jewish grandchildren along with their presents. Hanukkah gelt (money), which all eight grandchildren get, is a silver dollar for that year. (Poor kids, it is immediately confiscated by their parents as the children are told it is not to be spent as it is not worth just a dollar. Maybe they’ll appreciate it when they are grown.)

An advantage to decorating mainly with a winter theme instead of a religious one is that I’m not in a hurry to take all of it down until the next season presents itself. The fruits and veggies of the succah remain up through Halloween (with jack-o-lanterns added) and on through Thanksgiving (with the jack-o-lanterns turned around so the solid pumpkin side shows). The winter display on the portico stays (with the menorah removed) until I change it to a spring arrangement.

When the children were little, Passover and Easter were a bit of challenge because of the food restrictions for Passover. Our kids were raised Jewish with a minor in Christianity from a branch of the family and the surrounding community. When my Catholic mother-in-law would send up Easter baskets full of not-for-Passover goodies, we would set aside the baskets until Passover was over. My husband once told the kids the Easter bunny got distracted and missed them first trip around because of the all the clouds of matzoh ball soup coming up from our house. Now the problem of Easter candy versus Passover treats is solved when I give all my grandchildren of the different religious persuasions chocolate-dipped strawberries. These are presented at the end of our seder, which everyone in the family—regardless of faith—does their best to attend.

To avoid interfaith holiday friction, you just have to use good will, back up a bit, and see the common theme. So my spring arrangement on the front portico features baskets of silk flowers, plastic sprays of forsythia, branches of apple blossoms—and yes, pussy willows cut from my back yard. Some things are traditional, you know.

Nan Meyer's haggadah, "The Inter-Faith Family Seder Book," may be purchased at amazon.com or Heritage, PO Box 212, Amherst, NY 14051.





Interfaith Holiday Tips: Surviving the December Dilemma
by Joan C. Hawxhurst, Dovetail Publishing

The winter holidays can be a great source of tension for interfaith couples. Following are some tips for surviving--and even enjoying--Hanukkah and Christmas.
  1. Don't get bogged down on the "tree issue." Many interfaith couples find that the issue of whether or not to have a Christmas tree in their home is the first test of their relationship. Move beyond the tree to the deeper issues of why Christmas is important to the Christian partner and threatening to the Jewish partner.
  2. Learn about your partner's holiday history and traditions, and share what's special about your own holiday. Together you can sing Christmas carols, make potato latkes, go to Midnight Mass, and light the menorah.
  3. Gift-giving can seem overwhelming when you're buying for two concurrent holidays. Discuss this with your partner: will you give each other gifts for both Hanukkah and Christmas? Will you give a gift to your partner on his/her holiday? And what about the extended families?
  4. Reflect on what is the most meaningful part of your holiday celebrations, and be willing to compromise on what's less important.
  5. Consult with your partner and make decisions together about holiday visits to both families. Once you've made a plan, sensitively share it with both sets of parents.
  6. Remember that, because you are an interfaith couple, you have a unique opportunity to give and receive, to celebrate the best of both traditions. Working together to create your own traditions, you'll foster a warm and wonderful holiday spirit that others will notice.
Joan C. Hawxhurst is the founding editor of Dovetail: A Journal by and for Jewish/Christian families, and the president of Dovetail Publishing in Kalamazoo, Michigan. She is the Christian partner in an interfaith marriage. For more information about the resources producing by her company, call (800) 530-1596 or e-mail at di-ifr@bardstown.com.





Dovetail's Tenth Anniversary by Joan C. Hawxhurst
Ten years ago, in August 1992, I mailed the first issue of the Dovetail Journal to about 200 charter subscribers. It was thinner and less pleasing to the eye than today's version, but just as full of spirit and conviction. As I stuck on that original set of mailing labels and breathed in the distinctive smell of printers’ ink for the first time, I felt like a midwife helping a new life be born. This baby has grown and developed along with my two biological children, now 8 and 4, and like them has been nurtured by many wonderful and committed souls along the way. Like my kids, it is much less dependent on me than it was in its infancy, and I am grateful for the village—editorial board members, subscribers, donors, and behind-the-scenes supporters—that is raising this child. Dovetail was conceived during my first year of marriage. Steve had been raised in a Conservative Jewish home, and I came from a long line of professional Protestants (missionaries, pastors, and deacons). As we planned our wedding and talked about children, I searched in vain for open-minded resources and networks of other families, and began to believe that there was a gaping hole in the literature. I found a handful of books, some helpful and some didactic, and a few isolated local interfaith groups. After talking it over with my husband and with other interfaith couples, I decided to do a fact-finding mission to see what people in the field thought about the need for a new kind of publication. 

I remember having tea in a fancy midtown restaurant with Lee Gruzen, author of Raising Your Jewish/Christian Child (which had a profound influence on me), and being struck by her passion and the playful sparkle in her eye. I remember sitting nervously in Egon Mayer’s office at the Jewish Outreach Institute, being very aware of the weighty importance of his sociological studies, until I realized that he was respectful of my idea, and could see with me the gap in services for unaffiliated interfaith couples. I spent a night with Susan Gertz, author of Hanukkah and Christmas at My House, the first independently published children’s book for interfaith kids. Her children, for whom she wrote the story, were confident and articulate, modeling for me the possibility of secure and well-adjusted interfaith kids. I visited with Leslie Goodman-Malamuth, coauthor of Between Two Worlds, and was deeply moved by her stories of growing up in an interfaith family and eventually founding a national organization for “parevehs” (those neither milk nor meat): adult children of interfaith families.
I met with the authors of Happily Intermarried: Rabbi Roy Rosenberg, Father Peter Meehan, and Reverend John Payne (NY: MacMillan, 1989), and enjoyed their sparring banter as they recounted their experiences in the intermarriage debate. I was welcomed by two interfaith communities in Connecticut, one independent and one synagogue-based, and saw firsthand the strength that couples felt when they were buoyed by the support of others. The idea for an independent and non-judgmental periodical that would include a wide range of experiences and opinions about interfaith family life was born of my own experience in a synagogue interfaith couples’ group, where all participants were steered firmly, if surreptitiously, toward the decision to create a Jewish home and raise Jewish children. Every time I tried to ask about other options, or to talk about a resource with a different perspective (such as Lee Gruzen’s book), the facilitator changed the subject. As the Christian partner, I felt excluded and faintly disrespected.

A beautiful irony of my journey with Dovetail is that, a decade later, my husband and I are in fact raising Jewish children in a Jewish home. Within the supportive Dovetail community, we were able to explore the possibilities, talk about the tough issues, and come to our own mutually acceptable solution. To me, that is the essence of Dovetail: Our mission is not to decide right or wrong, not to steer couples toward any particular decision, but to provide couples with the tools and information they need to make their own best choice. The absence of an across-the-board, clear-cut right choice makes for a messy, emotional process, but when couples take the time to ask themselves the hard questions and struggle through the challenging emotions, they emerge confident in their decision and ready to help their children develop healthy spiritual lives. As I reflect on the roots of Dovetail, I realize that many of the people who inspired and supported our organization in its early years have moved on, turning their attention and their passion in other directions now that their own interfaith choices have been made. That’s how it is with Dovetail—our network ebbs and flows with the changing tide of each couple’s life cycle. Our services are needed desperately at times, then less urgently as couples set their own course and navigate through waters that have been charted but not fully explored. Sometimes a couple needs a life raft, sometimes a compass or a tugboat, sometimes a wave of the hand when they reach the shore—Dovetail has been all of these things for thousands of interfaith couples over the years. Now, it is with a midwife’s mixture of pride and humility that I watch an exuberant, confident Dovetail enter adolescence under its competent and energetic current editor, Mary Rosenbaum, who is fond of saying (with regard to burgeoning support for the Dovetail Institute), “A rising tide lifts all boats.” So, as we prepare (as I write) to gather on the shore of Lake Michigan, I envision our third national conference as one final water metaphor, that of an effervescent spring from which we can all drink for refreshment and fill our vessels for the journey ahead. May Dovetail help you on the way for at least another decade!





Baptism or Bris? Or Both? New Resource Offers Help for Interfaith
Families
Boston, KY--She's Christian and he's Jewish, and after several blissful years, a baby arrives. How can dual-faith parents celebrate and welcome their newborns into this brave new interfaith world? The Dovetail Institute for Interfaith Family Resources, a non-profit, non-denominational organization, announces the release of a resource designed to help.

"New Beginnings: Welcoming Ceremonies for Babies of Interfaith Parents" consists of six sample welcoming ceremonies plus suggestions on choosing a name and a glossary of religious terms. The materials are presented in a three-ring binder for ease in adding other resources and notes. "Couples who find it are passionately thankful for 'New Beginnings,'" says Mary Rosenbaum, executive director of the Dovetail Institute (800-530-1596). "More and more, it's obvious that 'interfaith' is not synonymous with 'faith-less.' People want to have a ceremony that makes a religious connection for that new baby without making family or friends-or one of the parents-feel excluded." The widely varying ceremonies included are: Jewish Ritual for a Boy with A Christian Parent; Jewish Ritual for a Girl (or Boy) with a Christian Parent; Single-Faith Inclusive Jewish Ritual; Non-denominational Ritual; Christian Ritual for a Child with a Jewish Parent; and Combined Two-Denominational Ritual. Respecting the right and need of Jewish and Christian partners to explore-without pressure or judgment-the spiritual and religious dimensions of an interfaith household, the Dovetail Institute for Interfaith Family Resources (DI-IFR, said "differ") publishes Dovetail: A Journal by and for Jewish/Christian Families, sponsors national conferences, and conducts and reports on research of concern to interfaith families. "Dovetail has never pushed a particular agenda for dual-faith partners," says founder Joan Hawxhurst, author of the Interfaith Family Guidebook and other books for interfaith readers. "Our mission is to help people choose the options that are right for them, and then to provide resources to help them carry out their choices." The notebook ($14.95 plus $3 shipping and handling) is the first in a series. The second is "In the Midst of Life: Death and Dying in Interfaith Marriages"; next in the series will be a collection of coming-of-age ceremonies for children of mixed-faith parents. For more information, or to order, call 800-530-1596 or mail check or MasterCard/Visa information to DI-IFR, 775 Simon Greenwell Lane, Boston, KY 40107.

Sidebar: DI-IFR offers the following free informational brochures. Send #10 SASE to 775 Simon Greenwell Ln., Boston, KY 40107; don't forget to designate which title you want.
  1. Uh, Oh, I'm Marrying Someone of a Different Faith: Practical Advice for an Engaged Jewish and Christian Couple
  2. Don't Light the Menorah So Close to the Christmas Tree: Coping with the Winter Holidays in an Interfaith Family
  3. Afikomen and Easter Eggs, Spring in the Interfaith Family: An Opportunity to Learn about Passover, Easter, Mardi Gras & Purim
  4. Issues for the Interfaith Family: Worship, Childrearing, Conflict Resolution, Dealing with Extended Family




Wedding Planning Across Denominational Lines
Boston, KY---
The Dovetail Institute for Interfaith Family Resources offers its information brochure: Uh-Oh--I'm Marrying Someone of A Different Faith: Practical Advice for an Engaged Jewish and Christian Couple for free.

By calling DI-IFR's toll-free number, (800) 530-1596, engaged interfaith couples can request the free information brochure which includes: a checklist to help the engaged couple discuss important issues, ideas for six wedding ceremony options, advice on what to expect from clergy, advice on how to find an officiant for your wedding, and a list of helpful resources. Couples can also request the brochure on this website.

Even couples who don't consider themselves religiously observant can benefit from this information. Non-observerant interfaith couples, especially, tend to underestimate the cultural pull of religion on their beliefs and their emotional expectations for the upcoming marriage ceremony.

"Who better to ask about planning an interfaith wedding ceremony than couples who have already done it?" says Joan C. Hawxhurst, author, editor and Dovetail founder. "This information brochure offers couple non-judgmental advice and options that have worked for other interfaith families. A wedding ceremony should reflect what is important to the couple getting married. This can be a complicated endeavor when the couple is of two different faith backgrounds."

According to the Jewish Outreach Institute, the national rate of interfaith marriage for Jews marrying today is 52 percent. In other words, more than half of the Jews getting married this year will marry people who aren't Jewish (and most of those partners will be Christians).

The Dovetail Institute for Interfaith Family Resources is a non-profit organization not affiliated with any religious denomination. Respecting the right and need of the Jewish and Christian partners to explore--without pressure or judgment--the spiritual dimensions of an interfaith household. DI-IFR provides these couples, their families and friends, and the professionals who service them, with educational and networking venues and opportunities. For more information about The Dovetail Institute for Interfaith Family Resources contact: Mary Rosenbaum, Executive Director of the Dovetail Institute, at (502) 549-5440 or e-mail at di-ifr@bardstown.com.





Grace, Blessing, Covenant: A Spiritual Journey
by Katherine Powell Cohen


The summer before my baby was born, I thought deeply again about her spiritual welcoming. If it was a girl, I pictured going up onto the bimah, or platform, at the synagogue, led by Jeff, my husband, our little daughter in my arms. The rabbi, smiling at our happiness, would announce and explain the Hebrew name we would have chosen and then say the blessings and guide the statements of our intentions for the child. Our daughter would be, as I pictured it, embraced by her Jewish community, included in a covenantal relationship of love with the Divine. If we had a boy, we would get a mohel, a professional, to do the circumcision. There would be a ceremony, probably at our home. The rabbi would be there, too. After I handed the baby over to have his foreskin cut off, and probably cried out of compassion for him, our son would be bound in the covenant of Abraham, with all the love and responsibility that go with that. Whether the baby was a girl or boy, I imagined that the baptism, too, would be a deeply joyful event. We would bring the baby to church, where, among many friends, she would be welcomed into that community. My parents would enjoy it all immensely. My husband would, as always, be at my side.

Religion is, I think, at its best difficult. If it were easy, a comfortable crutch as many people perceive it, it would hardly be worth the effort. I don't look to religion for easy answers; I find in my beliefs and my faith challenging questions eternally being raised, which can lead to slow but miraculous transformation (even if some days I behave as if no such transformation is occurring). This being my experience of religion, it doesn't seem problematic to me that the religious aspect of raising a child should be difficult.

For many two-faith couples, the contrasting religions make things even more difficult. I have found just the opposite to be true for my husband and me. Our religious practices seem to complement each other. But there is the question of how our child will experience our two-faith household, and other people's negative assumptions can be hard on a child whose parents have two faiths. Almost as often, though, we meet encouraging comments from people. Being a Jewish spouse who supports the practices of a Christian spouse is different from being the Christian spouse in the marriage. My husband attends church with me less often than I go to synagogue with him. It is a different matter for one whose religion is marginalized to participate in the rites of the hegemonic group. When I do my part of keeping Shabbat in our home, I in no way feel that I'm betraying my heritage. Yet, even though our roles are somewhat imbalanced, we both feel that the other spouse's religion is part of us. We can hardly help it; we're in love. This realization led us to understand that our child would necessarily be raised with both religions. We would seek guidance from leaders in both religions and from people with experience. We would have faith in Divine guidance. About a month before the due date, I contacted our rabbi and asked what we needed to do to prepare for, schedule, and so on, a ceremony.

The rabbi expressed her joy, not for the first time, that we were soon to be parents. We spoke further, then the rabbi asked me a question: "Katherine, you're not having this baby baptized, are you?" Oh, dear. It wasn't just, "Are you having the baby baptized?" No, she was very honest in her wording of the question. "Well, yes, Rabbi, there will be a baptism. That's a problem, isn't it?" "Yes," was her direct answer. "But let's talk about this." Because of her prior knowledge of us, she was immediately ready to work on the situation for the best possible outcome. "Do you know what 'brit' means?" she asked. "It means 'covenant'," I replied.

"You see," she went on, "in the eyes of Judaism, the baby cannot be part of two covenants: the covenant of Abraham and that of baptism." For an Episcopalian like myself, the two covenants are actually one, the latter being the completion of the former. This, I realized, would not be helpful. "Rabbi," I explained, "I see the baptism as a gift that we give the child. And, as in Jewish-American tradition as I have experienced it, one can do whatever one wishes with a gift: embrace it, bring it out only once or twice a year, or, most important, even return it." This got a chuckle out of her, but it wasn't a completely satisfactory response, and I knew it. I quickly understood that I'd want to do some research and talk to my spiritual director for guidance before taking up more of the rabbi's time. My spiritual director welcomed us warmly into her home. As she described baptism as the acknowledgment of Christ's grace, I understood that the Jewish and Episcopal positions were not comparable, here. The rabbis could not be expected to include a baptized child in the covenant of Abraham and Sarah; that covenant and the baptismal covenant are, from a Jewish perspective, mutually exclusive. We learned from talking with my spiritual director that we had options, just as our rabbi had suggested. One possibility was to omit the chrismation-the anointing with oil-which includes the blessing that the child is "sealed as Christ's own forever." This commitment could be voiced later, perhaps by the bishop at confirmation time when the child would be a teenager. She reminded us that there are many things that Jeff and I gain from being together, the things that feed our love, like our mutual respect, the personality traits that complement each other, our separate experiences. There are also things that we give up, especially by marrying outside our respective faiths. It made sense that the preparation for the ceremonies for our child should reflect both those truths. She led us in a happy prayer focused on our receiving the gift of a child from God, and we left, with more information and more compelling questions. "Sealed as Christ's own forever...." "Isn't this a bit presumptuous?" I thought. My father reminded me of the concept of prevenient grace, in which he believes: that Christ's love is upon us, no matter what we say or do not say. This I had felt in my own experience, but where did it leave my Jewish husband? My father did not presume to say. He only, as usual, spoke of his love for me and my husband and our future child. Prevenient grace sounded a bit like an Episcopal version of "once a Jew, always a Jew," but still the implications are vastly different. Yet every time I thought of not celebrating the baptism of our child I began to cry. Still, I told my husband that, if it seemed best, we could just have the brit or naming with no baptism and leave the Christian part for a later time. He insisted that our baby be baptized, because of who I am and the joy I take in my faith. What about just leaving out the "sealed as Christ's own forever" part? The rector of our church, who would officiate at the baptism, was willing to discuss it further with me but advised against omitting the chrismation, saying that it wouldn't be a full baptism then. He was right, of course. It had felt amiss to be hedging and mincing words. Both my husband and I knew that we needed a "full on" baptism. Jeff stated his willingness to forego a brit. This was extreme. "We can't break the covenant," I protested. "It's being broken for us," he replied. I didn't think so. We agreed to talk further with our rabbi. She appreciated our efforts, as we did hers. She made suggestions that respected our desire to bring the baby into both communities and indicated the fact that Judaism could not endorse the covenantal blessing of a baptized baby. If the baby was a boy, we could do a non-ritual circumcision, in the hospital, with my husband saying a prayer as the doctor performed the circumcision.

Whether it was a boy or a girl, the rabbi offered to do a blessing ceremony in our home. This seemed to reflect the situation truly. The child would have both, within the frameworks of each tradition: a complete and joyful baptism and a meaningful Jewish blessing. People had tried to be helpful by suggesting an independent ceremony that combined our two faiths, but an important part of our relationship is keeping the traditions discreet so as not to dilute them. In addition, the experience of working within our religious communities, instead of outside of them, was deeply rewarding. It brought out some thought-provoking issues, and it brought out the best in everyone involved. A daughter was born to us on Friday, the 22nd of October, 1999. Shabbat Shalom! She was baptized nine days later, and her Jewish ceremony was two weeks after that. The joy and good will were abundant. We started the baptismal rite in the church and, for the baptism and chrismation, moved outside to the font, singing. Our daughter's godmother carried her in our procession and held her while she was baptized in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Still, the baby slept. I suppose one might think, how ludicrous; the child is getting nothing from this. I thought, how thrilling; she lies there, trusting, in a loved one's arms, doing nothing more than being, and she is receiving the gift of faith in unconditional love. This love will probably be the source of many challenges for her, but also the source of much joy and peace. She was passed from her godmother's arms to the arms of my mother for the chrismation. My spiritual director anointed the child with this blessing: I bless your eyes, that you may see God's image in everyone. I bless your ears, that you may hear the cries of the poor. I bless your lips, that you may speak the Good News of freedom in Christ. I bless your hands, that everything you receive and everything you give may be a sacrament. I bless your feet, that you may run to those who need you. My husband was beside me. My father stood nearby, and he and I were in tears. My husband then stepped forward to receive the baptismal candle, which had been lighted. I caught my breath with delight when I saw it. One of the women of the church makes a candle for every person baptized. They are adorned with the person's first name and a gold cross and symbols chosen for each person: a dove or a flower. Above and below the cross on our candle were a Mogen David (Star of David) and a menorah. Looking at that candle will help our daughter understand where she comes from and what her baptism means. Two weeks later, our daughter's Jewish ceremony was held in our home. The rabbi began by explaining the ceremony. My father-in-law said the Sh'hekiyanu, the prayer of thanksgiving. My husband then explained the names we'd chosen.

It was my turn, and I read a passage from Martin Buber about experiencing the Divine in all creation. Then, each grandparent read a passage from Psalm 119, followed by the naming, by the rabbi, who spoke of the importance of raising the child in Torah, teaching her to question, teaching her to do mitzvoth (good works), and guiding her to a happy marriage under the huppa, all of which, my father later noted, my parents did for me. My husband and I said a parents' prayer, that our daughter will grow to speak out against injustice and work to help repair what is broken in the world. After the priestly benediction, the rabbi also said a motzi, a blessing over the bagels we were about to share. Miriam Devorah, though not sealed in the covenant of Abraham, had been given a blessing through a traditional rite by a rabbi who understands our intentions as a family of two faiths. What had been done truly reflected my husband's and my commitment. Our daughter has an association with the Jewish community, through her father and through our family's Jewish practices, which we'll encourage her to pursue. Her, and our, situation is not as clearly delineated as it would be if our home were exclusively Jewish. Perhaps this will lead her to question, as we have been instructed by the rabbi to encourage her to do, in even more depth than she would if Christianity were not a factor. Perhaps such questioning will bring her to a fuller experience of her Jewishness than she might otherwise have.

I like to think the Divine is so big that it takes more than one way of doing things to do justice to faith. A ritual celebration may be solemn or joyful or both. The food may be delicate or hearty, the music serene or rousing. These disparate factors reflect our needs, and, it seems to me, the Divine comprises all of these.


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