Chicken Soup with Chopsticks: A Jew's Struggle for Truth in an Interfaith Relationship (excerpts)

Does God care if I marry a gentile?Belinda reached for my other hand. "What do you think
Even as I started dating a Chinese girl, I knew I wasabout our relationship?" she asked.
embarking on a remarkable adventure. I just had noIt was the first time we had held hands. Thoughts of
idea where and how far the adventure would takethe biblical symbolism of the serpent and the fact that
me. The more events unfolded, the more I realized thatshe was Chinese pulsated through my mind. At the
my view of the world and how I lived in it were beingsame time, I was taken aback by her forthrightness. It
profoundly and permanently altered...was only our second date.
If the problem with marrying a gentile was that myI took a slow, deep breath.
religion prohibited intermarriage, why should that bother"As you know, Belinda, I'm marriage-minded. You told
me? Perhaps not everything in Judaism made sense,me you were too. But, I'm not interested in just getting
and as an intelligent and thinking individual I could takemarried, having children, and leading a normal life. That's
from my heritage what I felt was meaningful andthe minimum of what I would expect. I want to reach
disregard the rest...for the moon, grow together with a life-long partner,
The possibility that God Himself does not want a Jewembark on an adventure with this person that would
to marry a gentile is not something I recall being taughtmake a difference in the world."
explicitly. This may be because, even though I believedThe snake began to slither its way up my sleeve, and I
in God in my own nebulous way, I didn't take seriouslypleaded for help. I don't recall anything else we talked
the proposition that God authored the Torah. For oneabout that evening.
thing, I considered many claims in the Torah absurd:* * *
that the world is less than 6,000 years old, that NoahWhen I met Belinda, I had little interest in religious
lived more than 900 years and built an ark to houseJudaism. I was unaware of its unique spiritual treasures
the planet's animals, and that a sea parted miraculouslyand their relevance to today's world. In fact, like many
to enable the Hebrews to escape their Egyptianof my peers, I had an affinity for secular Jewish
pursuers. As far as I was concerned, these wereculture, and that is where it stopped...
stories with possible moral messages but not actualIn college and university I took courses in political
facts. If the Bible were true, then the theory ofphilosophy and became interested in Marxism,
evolution, and much of science, must be wrong. In aPlatonism, socialism, humanism, feminism, and any other
world where humans went to the moon, performed"ism" that was popular in academia. I wondered if any
brain surgery, and saw and talked to people on theof them was the key to fixing the world and ushering
other side of the planet, I had far more trust in whatin a utopia. I delved into the teachings of Christianity
modern science presumed than in what the Bibleand Buddhism. I traveled to the Arctic for a month,
stated...hoping to taste native spirituality. I joined the army and
Quest for a Life Partnersought, but did not find, patriotic pride. I spent two
I was expected to marry one of my people. Not to dosummers in Israel working on a kibbutz and
so would be a shocking betrayal of my family. Theinterviewing the vatikim, or elders, those idealists who
prohibition against intermarriage was so ingrained that itleft the relative comfort of their European homes in the
was hardly an appropriate subject to bring up for a'30s and '40s to go to a harsh and barren land and
family discussion...pioneer a new experiment in socialism. At one point I
Whereas my siblings sought only Jewish spouses, Iseriously considered moving to a kibbutz and
kept my options open. I was not convinced of thededicating my life to the principle "from each according
necessity to restrict my search for a mate to those ofto his ability, to each according to his need." Later,
my religion, especially as we constituted a tiny minoritywhen I moved to Toronto, I toyed with New Age ideas
(a fraction of one percent) of the human population.and started frequenting an ashram...
Moreover, I encountered females, from various religionsBelinda and I began to explore different religions
and backgrounds, who were extremely nice,together, and we frequently talked about spiritual
good-natured, and attractive. My motto aboutmatters. We also talked about Disney, travel,
intermarriage, as in other areas of life, was "I'll crosscomputers, and Indian food. We were amazed at how
that bridge when I come to it."much we had in common. Like typical romantic
Sino-Attractioncouples, we spent most of our free time with each
In the summer of 1994, three years after I left myother, sometimes engaging in juvenile activities. One of
parents' home in Montreal and was living on my own inour favourite pastimes was to go to parks and look
Toronto, I met Belinda. I was twenty-nine; she wasfor trees to climb. Once we played an entire game of
twenty-five. We quickly became friends.Chinese checkers seated high up on tree branches,
"Would you like to see my snake?" Belinda asked, as Iwith a bag of snacks hanging beside us.
dropped her off in front of her building.I knew that when my parents found out about my
My heart pounded and raced.latest girlfriend they would vehemently oppose the
"Okay," I heard myself saying. I knew that sooner orrelationship unless, perhaps, Belinda were to convert to
later she would show me her pet. I hadn't reckoned itJudaism. I feared being ostracized by my immediate
would be so soon.family. Perhaps on a deeper level, I feared cutting
Belinda ran inside and returned shortly with a tiny cornmyself off from my ethnic roots. As painful as these
snake tucked into her sleeve. Once in the car, she letthoughts were, they did not deter me from pursuing
me hold it. It was the first time I had held a snake.the course on which I had already embarked.
Instinctively, I applied my peripheral vision to theIf you find these excerpts interesting, you will find this
clammy, slender creature in my palm, imagining it wastrue story fascinating.
some inanimate object.