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Daniel Finkelstein

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June 14, 2012 10:19
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We Jews like to pray. We spend hours at it. And we've been doing it for thousands of years. Granted, it's in Hebrew so most of us are a bit hazy on the detail. And we aren't big on decorum, or even sometimes on appropriate behaviour. I remember my surprise as a child, on attending a more Orthodox synagogue than my own, to finds everyone walking up and down all the time, like the half-time rush at Stamford Bridge. The guy in front of me was trying to sell his next door neighbour a consignment of shirts.

For myself, I've never been much good at praying. I fidget a good deal, drift off, forget to stand in the right places. A recurring memory of sitting with my dad involves me twirling his tzitzit round my fingers instead of paying attention. I grew up, got my own talit, and pretty much kept twirling.

But the basic thrust of all the praying, we get. And broadly we mean it. It is woven into the fabric of our lives. Even the less observant do it on big occasions. At my least attentive, and most sceptical, I still see the point.

It helps me think and understand. And of one thing I am stone cold certain - there would be no point praying for thousands of years if it didn't teach us anything.