Hope is the only choice

I was raised a reluctant Jew. My parents provided the raising and the Judaism, and I supplied an ocean of reluctance. As a child, most things about religion confused me, but there were two questions I held inside for years, firm in my belief that no grown-up was interested in hearing or answering either.

- Jonathan Kronstadt

The first was when I found out Jesus was Jewish. To my keen but underdeveloped mind, this scaled new heights of the nonsensical. With what seemed like an endless supply of Christians in the world, why, quite literally for Christ's sake, would they pluck a saviour from our tiny pool of longsuffering applicants? It took me longer than it should have, but eventually I figured that one out.

My other inter-denominational enquiry was, with all the marginally inhabited places on the planet to choose from, why would they put a Jewish homeland in a spot surrounded by people who seemed to hate us so much? I'm still waiting for a good answer to that one.