To Change, To Convert? Why Bother?

I Have Ended As A Reform Rabbi, Grateful To Christianity For So Many Good Things.

Early On I Saw The Repression And Idolatry Of Stalinism, And When It Cracked, I Was Open To Religion Again.

Old Friends Die On You, And They're Irreplaceable. You Become Dependent.

I Am Pleased Now That I Have Lived In A Gay As Well As A Religious Ghetto, Though It Hasn't Been Very Comfortable. Taken Together, Their Limitations Cancel Each Other Out And I Have Seen The World More Kindly And More Honestly.

I Once Asked God What I Could Give Him. "your Problems," He Said. "i've Got Everything Else.