Interfaith family, broken rules, marrying out of one's religion, a family of non-unification, different religions in one family unit, different gods, different practices, different beliefs, friction, battles, wars.
The Crusaders fighting the Maccabees over the breakfast table in the morning, throwing cereal and eggs around the table, trying to decide ethics for all when all ethics go by different rules, my rules are not your rules, a different set of ethical commandments, not like the other.
Arguing whether it was Moses or Jesus, Old Testament or Torah, beliefs in different Bibles. Scoffing and condemning, leaving all religions and creating one's own religion, agnostics, atheists, all because one married out of his religion to a spouse of a different religion.
Trying to keep the peace, having my lights burning brightly for 8 days, can still see the light, will not be marrying out of my religion, no husbands of different faiths, not making the same mistake my father made, not playing with the fires of falsehood.
Wearing a medallion around my neck that says Israel on one side and showing Israel's official seal on the other side. Not at family parties, instead at a drawing board, drawing up architectural plans of peace on Earth, really meaning it. Not as an inclusion or exclusion of a family member into a mish-mash of different family traditions, but as a follower of one G-d, one Faith, not in crazy confusion.
Chanukah lights burned brighter than other lights this year, finding warmth outside of a family of broken covenants, different religious practices, warmth that is coming directly from G-d.
A sun that burns, but not burning too hot to touch, instead burning with the warmth of the love of G-d, where a human's imperfect mortal love is lacking.
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