Shulem Deen, your story, really touches me. I am in the middle of reading it right now and I find it strong, brave, and heartbreaking, all at the same time. Your book and your message are so important.
They are also very personal.
The world I grew up in, similar and yet different than the one you did, also tried to destroy my soul.
I grew up litvish, yeshivish and was molested in a yeshiva by a rosh yeshiva (my grandfather) and his talmidim (one who was my father).
I have experienced excruciating pain, anger, sadness, but I am fortunate that I have never lost my faith.
I am angry and sad for you that your faith, your spirituality was stolen from you. And they were. You (and I )were raised in a cult, a well meaning cult, but a cult nonetheless. The damage and pain our upbringing caused and is causing must be exposed.
To me, faith is not a matter of belief. It is a matter of experiencing and staying in touch with reality. When we see the truth that is in front of our faces, nothing can take that away. I know God/Reality exists because I exist. I know I was born, not because I remember the event, but because I am here. I know God is, more real and powerful than anything I can imagine, because Love and Truth/Intelligence are more real and powerful than anything I can imagine.
God, in my experience, is Love and Truth/Intelligence, with capital letters.
I see Love and Truth in front of my eyes every single day, in each simple event and interaction and breath I take.
I read your book, and I see you as a messenger of God, simply because you are a messenger of Love and Truth.
Your children have no idea what a gem of a father they have, and I truly believe that your father is proud to have a son like you, who has more integrity than most people on this earth. I hope and pray for you that someday your children's eyes are opened and they reconnect with you and the love that you have waiting for them.
With love and hope,
Genendy
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