Synagogues

I have been thinking a lot recently about how at all of the churches I went to over the years no one ever told me where the emergency exits were There were never locked doors and buzzers to get in I never saw a sign that said no bags allowed taped to the door Never once did I see a picture of someone's face with the message to call 911 if they were seen around the area My friends never told me people wanted to protest outside the synagogue on the anniversary of a hate crime I have been thinking a lot about how my parents make everything near impossible for me I’ve been thinking about how me not going to church never made me less Christian to them even when I was practicing other religions but the second I eat something with pork they laugh tell me I must not really want to be Jewish

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