Hosea 6:3a- "let us press on to know the LORD"
Evangelical Theological Society member
Intimate moments with the Hebrew names of God, published by Bridge-Logos publishers 1999; expanded edition due Christmas 2008
I was raised in a traditional Jewish home. My father was raised Orthodox, my mother was reform so they raised us children reform. I was raised with moral values and the importance of our Jewish traditions, but there was no emphasis on prayer to God. I was taught that Yeshua was not the Messiah, that He was not born of a virgin and that He was not resurrected. In 1980, at lunch with two business associates in my cousins' deli in Dallas, Tx, the president of the firm told me that he was a Messianic Jew. I said, " A what?" as I had never heard that term. He called himself a born again Jew. I asked if that had similarity to the place that had a cross, a Star of David and a fish thing out in front (later found out that was Zola Levitt's office.) They said yes and i asked them to tell me about it. Over lunch, Larry, the business owner shared his testimony, and recited Isaiah 53:6 All of us like sheep have gone astray, Each of us has turned to his own way; But the LORD has caused the iniquity of us all To fall on Him. Immediately, in my spirit, I knew that Larry was referring to Yeshua. He also recited Ps. 22:1 when Yeshua said, My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me? All i can tell you is at that moment, I was born again, my spirit was born from above. The Holy Spirit enabled me to know that what those men were telling me the truth. I asked him, "What do I do about my family?" He replied, Yeshua said 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 as much at this time and in the age to come, eternal life." (Luke 18:29-30) My life was forever changed in the deli. I walked into that deli on the way to hell and I walked out of the deli on the way to heaven. Yeshua truly made me Kosher. We went back to their office, they lent me a Bible and prayed for me. I got into my car and said to God, "God, I believe this but I am from Missouri, the Show me! state, show me this is true about Yeshua. God began to do for me that which I could never do for myself. He showed me His will for me life. He picked me up and turned me around, He pulled me out of the quicksand onto solid ground. When I told my mom about my faith, she begged me not to tell my father, which I did not do for many years. I did not live near them and i never sensed the opportune time, but one day i picked up the telephone and told him. Initially he was intrigued, but later hated my faith. He had me go in and speak to his Conservative/Orthodox rabbi in Kansas City, the Rabbi and I agreed to disagree. One year after salvation, my oldest brother Scott had been going through some hard times, a job layoff found him in Iowa with no car, no means home. I asked him if there was a Bible in the hotel, he asked me "Old or New?" and I replied, "Both." He asked me if I was a believer, and he replied back, "Me too, I accepted Yeshua seven years ago at a huddle meeting of the Fellowship of Christian Athletes!" We both cried and rejoiced. Having my brother Scott as a believer has been one of the greatest gifts God has ever given me. My second brother, Mickey, just came to faith in Jesus last year, another great gift!