Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Drama

As I was walking up the stairs to my aparment one day, a thought ran through my head. We had been sharing our beliefs at school today, and when the teacher called on me, I couldn't answer. My family doesn't have a beleif. Almost all my frriends do, they are Christians. Sometimes I wonder what it wold be like if I did believe in Jesus, or if I took it to be Jewish. I decidd to rea up on it. I walked into my room. It was filled with boxes. 
Most people would think that after living in a house for almost one month, you would have already unpacked. But nope, not e. I have only unpacked the necessary things. Clothes, books, schoolwork. The rest I was hoping that my mom would do. But instead, she is waiting for me to unpack. Which I guess is fair, but I pefer to have her unpack my things.
Anyway, I grabbed a theasurus out of my backpack and opened it to J. There I found jewish. AS I read upon it, I thought what my life would be like if I was Jewish. 
I would have Hannakuh every yearinstead of Christmas. I would light a menora and get presents for twelve days. I would have different types of food instead of turkey. I wouldn't sing 'jingle bells', or 'deck the halls'. I would sing songs like 'these twelve nights'. I wouldn't have a Christmas tree, ad nothing would be green nor red. It would be blue and silver. Instead of saying 'Merry Chrisymas', I would say 'Happy Hanakuh'. MY entire life would be different, there wouldn't just be small changes. I would have to devote my life to that religion. I would beleive something that other people would believe to be crazy.
However, when I was one reading up on Jewish traditions, (not jus on the theasaurus, but my phone too), I flipped to Crstianity and I fund that my life woud be entirely didffeent.
If I was a christian, it wwouldn't just effect Christmas. It would effect my every day living. I would have to pray every night. I would thank God for dying so hat I could ove. I would read the Bible and go to church every Sunday.I would veiw Christmas as a time to celebrate my family and Jesus. I wuld think of it as a time to recognize when Jesus, the savior was born. 
When I continued to read farther, I reaized I had made up my mind. Christianity was he thing that intrigued me and made me feel like I was whole, then that was what I believed.
That nightt I asked my mom if she could start taking me to church. I prayed that night and asked God for forgivness. Tommarow, I thought, I would get a Bible.
The next day when we reviewed our beliefs, I had something to share, and my friends agreed to help me hrough my new decisions. 
Jesus, my savior