I slowly began to realize that I was set apart as one of God’s children, and I wouldn’t find my identity in anything the world had to offer.

My 20-year journey in New Ageism started with ‘I can attract whatever I want into my life’ but eventually led me to total spiritual exhaustion.

I grew up a Soviet Jewish atheist. At 14, I visited a church and heard that God exists and loves me. I couldn’t get over it. Wow! God? Really?

I didn’t feel safe at home. Substance abuse and domestic violence seemed to run in my family. God was my only hope—if He would hear my prayer.

Jewish faith in Jesus was handed down from generation to generation on both sides of my family, so my parents are Jewish Iranian believers in Jesus.

God gave me a vision of the face of Jesus. I went home and found Adel. “Something terrible has happened!” I announced. “Jesus is the Messiah”