Where God Dwells

I love ritual (I guess the Holy Spirit knew that when we were pushed toward the Episcopal church). In a recent conversation with some Christian friends familiar with Jewish worship, they speak of being drawn to Judaism's rich traditions and rituals. Of feeling connected to God when lighting Sabbath candles, and their awe over the sacred beauty of the Passover meal. I feel strange during their exchange -like somehow I should relate to what they are saying more than I do. It occurs to me that, if these friends did not believe in Jesus, they could happily practice Judaism.