tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097003452215473074.post3359266127347463186..comments2023-09-20T04:21:14.190-04:00Comments on the new is the true: Ange Friesenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13968481391703120545noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097003452215473074.post-430568322861772892010-08-06T11:06:22.298-04:002010-08-06T11:06:22.298-04:00Oh! I didn't figure out this was you until now...Oh! I didn't figure out this was you until now. After you posted on the other one. I was like, who is this person talking to me like they know me.Ange Friesenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13968481391703120545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097003452215473074.post-13564192129613124492010-06-14T15:22:09.973-04:002010-06-14T15:22:09.973-04:00Eep. Get thee to a priest, I think. Not really, bu...Eep. Get thee to a priest, I think. Not really, but yes, weird.Ange Friesenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13968481391703120545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7097003452215473074.post-78445218558639110942010-06-14T15:12:14.860-04:002010-06-14T15:12:14.860-04:00Sometime, Ange, I think we were separated at birth...Sometime, Ange, I think we were separated at birth. From our Jewish birth mom. I had almost exactly this same conversation with a friend a few days ago. Or similar, anyway -- the gist of it was that if I had to choose a religion, it'd be Judaism for roughly the same reasons you write here. The very next afternoon, the Jesus of my parents' youth struck back: between my house and an African dance class on Grafton I walked past four (four! in 6 blocks) Christian prayer cards and pamphlets lying on the sidewalk, all angled in my direction and exhorting me to repent my ways. Weird, right?javuhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14792831086156793400noreply@blogger.com