Chapters (35)
“I don’t understand why my husband died at twenty-eight of a brain tumor. I don’t understand why I miscarried three times. I could curse the world and reject God, but then what is my alternative? To believe in a world that is ruled by laws solely conceived by human beings? Laws that can be altered at the whim of a crazy man? That’s what happened in Nazi Germany, Peter. The country had a constitution. It had laws. You saw how seriously the people took them.”
He had no answer.
“Torah law is irrevocable, Peter, because it is divine. That’s not to say Judaism is a static religion; it isn’t at all. But the Ten Commandments are the Ten Commandments. They aren’t going to change just because some guru goes on a talk show and says it’s okay to commit adultery. I believe in Torah because its truths are absolute.”
“I’ve always envied the faith you have in your religion,” Decker said.
“It’s your religion, too.”
He shook his head. “Maybe it will be, but it isn’t now. Look at it through my eyes, Rina. My Jewish parents dumped me. My Baptist parents raised me, loved me.”
She faced him, took his hand. “Are you resentful?”
“Not really. My mother was a kid—fifteen. I couldn’t—can’t—blame her for what she did. It isn’t resentment that holds me back from Judaism, Rina. It’s belief. I’m not even sure I believe in God; I certainly don’t believe in structured religion. I’d like to feel the same way you do about Judaism, but I can’t. At least I can’t right now.”
“That’s going to cause problems for us.”
“I know,” he said wearily. “So where do we go from here?”
“I don’t know.”
“Swell.”
“I know what I should do,” she said quietly. “I should tell you to leave me.”
“Is that what you want?”
“Not leave forever, but maybe for a year or longer if you need it. Study Torah. Learn what it is to be a Torah Jew. See if you don’t change your mind. I love you. I’ll wait for you.”
“A year?”
“It’s not that long. Rabbi Akiva left his wife for twenty-four years to study Torah.”
“A year?” He shook his head. “Honey, perhaps this is a very unspiritual thing to say, but I would find it extremely difficult to remain celibate for an entire year.”
She lowered her head.
“I know. I thought of that, but I don’t know what else we can do.”
“I love you, Rina. I’m not going to find anyone I’d love more. That I know. And I know you feel the same way about me.”
“I do.”
He sighed, then blurted out, “Let’s get married. We’ll work it out over time.”