While reading the first and last paragraphs in my 67,000 word manuscript today, I choked up and almost started to cry. Why? Because what I wrote resonated in my soul. What I wrote is not only the root and major theme in my memoir, it is the root and major theme in my life: the search for and return to my Jewish roots through Jesus Christ the Messiah. Yes, this journey took me through some significantly toxic religious experiences, but those experiences don’t define me.