I grabbed the New Testament from where I had hid it in the cupboard and opened it. It happened to open to the Gospel of Matthew, chapter one. I was completely overwhelmed when I read the very first sentence: “This is the genealogy of Jesus the Messiah the son of David, the son of Abraham.”
The missionary asked my great-great-grandfather, Hakim, “Did you know that the Messiah you are expecting has already arrived?” and told him that Jesus was the Messiah. Hakim was so upset that he slapped the missionary in the face and threw him out of the synagogue. But that wasn’t the end of the story…
Following Yeshua will mean going against the flow of the values and priorities of the world. It may cost us relationships with family and friends, our reputations and opportunities. We might encounter suffering, heartache and rejection. But God will never desert us.
I take comfort in Jesus’ words: “Truly, I say to you, there is no one who has left house or wife or brothers or parents or children, for the sake of the kingdom of God, who will not receive many times more in this time, and in the age to come eternal life” (Luke 18:29–30).
Although my faith made for some uncomfortable times with my parents, it also led to some thoughtful and fruitful discussions. And, much to their credit, they never allowed it to rupture our relationship.
Looking back, I realize that probably 75 percent of the people in that occult encounter group were Jewish. Just as I believe there is a God, I believe that Satan is real and seeks to destroy the Jewish people.
As a native New Yorker from Long Island, our Jewish identity and culture were a big part of family life. I went to synagogue, attended Hebrew school and celebrated the Jewish holidays. Around the age of 7, my best friend Chris (a gentile) invited me to church with her family; my first exposure to a…
I was born in Israel on the holiest of Jewish festivals, Yom Kippur,” the Day of Atonement. I believe God has had His hand on me ever since, to show His grace and wonderful mercy. I grew up in a secular home where we followed all the traditions and kept the holidays, but these observances…
Melissa Weinisch was born to Messianic parents. Melissa accepted Jesus as the Messiah at age five for herself and not just for her parents. This article and video share Melissa’s journey of not just being a believer in Jesus but rather being pursuer of God, seeking Him with all of her body, soul, and spirit.
I was excited to be heading to the West Coast to visit my older brother Steve. My dad had returned to New York with the good news that Steve had found a place with a nice Jewish landlady who would “keep an eye on him.”
When I was diagnosed with cancer, my mother said to me, “Why you, Susan?” I remember replying, “Why not me? Would it be better if it were someone else’s daughter?
When a rabbi told him that he didn’t have to believe in God, Shimon Eitan became even more confused about Judaism.
If your heart has ever been broken over a young person who wandered away from the faith and is now living as though God does not exist, we hope this encourages you!
A young man encounters virulent anti-Semitism in college, but discovers that Christians who truly follow Jesus love the Jewish people.
One area that always got the best of Karol was food, which had become an addiction and obsession.
When Harry Chapin led the crowd in singing a Christmas carol, this young Jewish woman found herself crying unexpectedly.
We’re glad to introduce you to some of our new trainees and hope you’ll keep them in your prayers.
Two months ago my brother-like friend and co-worker, Sean Trank, asked me to write something about heaven for others to read. In light of his recent passing, I honor his request today.