It is a great book!

It is a great book.

I have working brakelights! Broke down and did it myself. Removing the broken bulb in this cold and wind was not fun, though. Slowly regaining sensation in my fingers (hurts!) and I managed to NOT slice my numb fingers up.

My friend Miriam has a coworker from the Philippines. Her co-worker was amazed that Miriam was Jewish. She was all, "You celebrate Christmas, right? You still believe in Jesus, right?" Apparently, co-worker had never met a non-Christian before.

I had a friend in college who was very surprised to find out, junior year, that Jews don't believe in Jesus. And she was from the US.

And you don’t boo your own team. Get sad, get mad, get angry, get blue– there’s a reason our guys wear that deep Cubbie blue, son– but don’t boo our guys.

....Philly.

OMG my brain. There's a thing here that puts Kanye West into my head every time I see it, which is every day. @@

I had a friend in college who was very surprised to find out, junior year, that Jews don't believe in Jesus. And she was from the US.

Huh. That's just... weird. At my Christian grade school, we learned that right away. Assuming she went to a public school, I'd still think she'd learn about that somewhere. Was she a fundamentalist?

Huh. That's just... weird. At my Christian grade school, we learned that right away. Assuming she went to a public school, I'd still think she'd learn about that somewhere. Was she a fundamentalist?

Nope. She grew up in North Dakota and went to public school. Her mother was very involved with their church, but I don't think her father was, and she wasn't religious at all.

I had a friend in college who was very surprised to find out, junior year, that Jews don't believe in Jesus.

I've run into that a few times. Seventh Day Adventists that kept coming back after we had a fairly involved conversation about it at my door, and co-workers. DH getting told that forgiveness only comes through Jesus when he said he'd be out of the office atoning for Yom Kippur was the best.

What's funny to me about all of these stories is that I'm pretty sure the only religious people who have ever approached me were the Lubavitchers in college. (And they opened with, "Are you Jewish?" so when I said no, I was off the hook....)

I mean, maybe some proselytizer has said something to me on the street at some point, but I just smile and keep walking, like I do with anyone asking me anything. And I've been in apartments, so no one knocking on the door. Oh! We did get the occasional Jehovah's Witnesses at the one house in DC< but they mostly just left the Watchtower.

It came up during Passover, when I was debating whether or not to eat something that had corn starch as an ingredient. I explained the reasons for and against to her, and she thought that it was ridiculous nitpicking and said, "Jesus, I don't think he'll mind .... actually, literally on that one." I said, "Huh?" She said, "I don't think Jesus will mind." I said, "Probably not, since Jews don't believe in Jesus." She looked confused and said, "Then what do you believe in?" I said, "God," and then we kind of looked confused at each other for a minute.

Somehow, with the different conversations in here, all I can think of is my college roommate's (now) husband, who would avoid talking to strangers in public places by responding to the question "Is anyone sitting here?" with "Just the Lord."