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 read the gospels in the New Testament for the first time. I was dumbfounded to see so much familiarity in it and just how Jewish it was.

A man on the street said he was one of the “Jesus people.” I let him know I was Jewish, and that Jews don’t believe in Jesus.

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.

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.