This summer, I had a conversation with a young woman about her Jewish identity. She told me how she grew up in a family that was very involved in her synagogue. She went to Jewish day school. She had been to Israel multiple times. Despite all this, she felt very far away from her Jewishness. Now out on her own, she didn't observe Shabbat. She simply couldn't find the relevance of Judaism as she was making her way out on her own in the world. I asked her to tell me what she did feel passionate about. She told me how she has been reading and thinking a lot about racial justice in our society. What moved her was the Blacklivesmatter movement--how, in light of Ferguson, Charleston, and seemingly endless incidents of injustice against black people in our society, she felt a pressing need to grapple with the racism that is so pervasive in this country and how it affects her identity. I asked her to explain to me more about her passion for this issue. She explained: "As
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