The only thing I know of the Jewish faith was that my church as a kid wanted to plant trees in Israel to help the family's Jesus came from to survive.
At 14 teen or so I meet a handsome boy that that had just come into town. We hit it off quite smartly and my parents liked him.
After a few months he took me to meet his parents, very strange the home was full of stuff that my grandparents had, like walking into a museum. Old pictures on the wall in unusual frames, weird furniture made of horse hair and the antidamascares on every seat. What ever is called for the delicate work to protect the furniture from hair oil .
Quite the place. my home was modern even my grandparents homes were modern compaired to this.
The mother did not like me, she was an interesting woman and I noticed she had a tattoo on her wrist. it was years later I found out what that tattoo was all about.
Only when as an adult did I read Exodus and Mila 18 did I understand.
I will stand by the Jews what ever they do, Jesus was the King of the Jews so as old and infirm as I am, I will in some way find a way to stand up for Jesus--the King of the Jews.