Letters from Jerusalem
January 20, 2023
Prayer Points for Israel
Prayer Points for Israel
- Praise:
The Torah portion continues the story of God setting His people free from Egyptian bondage. A number of this Shabbat's verses declare that our God reigns in the earth, not Satan and not man. In these very chaotic and dangerous days, this is really good news.- I will sever in that day the land of Goshen, in which My people dwell, that no swarms of flies shall be there in order that you may know that I am YHWH in the midst of the earth.Ex. 8:22
- Moses said to Pharaoh, '…I will lift up my hands to YHWH, and the thunder shall cease, neither shall there be any more hail, so that you may know that the earth is YHWH's'. (Ex. 9:29; 15:18)
- Hallelujah! Lord Yeshua, You do reign over the earth today (Matt. 28:18; Acts 10:36).
- We rejoice that Your reign includes the small details as well as the large (Est. 6:1; Matt. 10:29-31).
- We praise You for being in complete control as Your kingdom rules over all (Psa. 103:19).
- Thank You Lord Yeshua for sharing with us this incredible truth that You have already overcome the world so that we can boldly follow You regardless of the tribulation we will face (John 16:33).
- In today's very confusing world, we thank You that as we consistently pray from Your word, You gradually give us insight as to Your specific will in most situations (Psa. 119:18; 1 John 5:14-15).
- We rejoice that You Lord, are a God of peace and rest, and not a God of confusion (1 Cor. 14:33).
- We bless You for being able to rest in You because while we are often blindsided by today's events, You who know the end from the beginning are never taken by surprise (Isa. 42:9; 46:9-10).
- Government:
The opposition parties that lost the election, along with most of Israel's media, despise PM Bibi Netanyahu and the parties in his right-wing coalition. They are inciting against Israel's new leaders through twisted, untruthful reports and headlines, warning that what the coalition wants to legislate, especially about judicial reform, could lead to a civil war, which of course, their incitement makes more likely. Also, the Supreme Court this week ruled that Aryeh Deri, head of the ultra-Orthodox Shas party, cannot be a minister because of past financial criminal activities. This has deepened the current division in the nation over the unelected court's overreach against the elected leaders. So our prayer burden has increased since the elections although our intercession was basically answered for a coalition that will lead Israel more in line with His will.- We plead with You to teach us to pray into these very convoluted issues (Luke 11:1).
- Lord, let at least some of the current government ministers and many of Israel's judges see that You are Israel's King (Isa. 33:22) whom they are supposed to serve (Psa. 2:10-11).
- God, You hate what the opposition is trying to do (Prov. 6:16-19), so we ask You to frustrate their efforts to stir up strife (Dan. 6:22).
- Use this most likely last term in office for Bibi to bring glory to Your holy name (Psa. 115:1-3).
- Turn his heart towards Your will in both what he should do and what he should not do (Prov. 21:1).
- Again we ask for godly counselors to surround all of Israel's current ministers (Prov. 11:14; 15:22).
- Make Your priorities the priorities of Israel's current government (Matt. 6:10).
- We have asked You to clear out the dross (Isa. 1:25) and if the Supreme Court's decision with Deri is part of Your answer, we thank You.
- Show Bibi what to do with Deri and how to prevent the coalition from falling (Psa. 51:6; 111:10).
- We continue to ask You to restore righteous judges and advisors as per Isaiah 1:26, and pray that Justice Minister Yariv Levin's proposal to reform Israel's judiciary system will contribute to that.
- May all changes in any of Israel's laws be in line with Your Word, and not with anti-God liberalism or rabbinic traditions when those traditions stray from the Scriptures (Psa. 119:97-104; Mark 7:13).
- Enable Finance Minister Bezaleel Smotrich to work closely with Netanyahu and to surprise many Israelis with how well they together war against Israel's very high cost of living (Deut. 15:11; 24:14).
- Download to the whole government Your prophetic declaration that Israel is supposed to be a nation set apart – and then give them grace to start acting like it (Ex. 33:15-16; Num. 23:9b).
- Give Netanyahu, Foreign Minister Eli Cohen and Strategic Affairs Minister Ron Dermer unity and wisdom to stand against the increased anti-biblical international pressure against Israel (Neh. 2:20).
- Let them use Your Word boldly when defending Israel internationally (Psa. 119: 41-43; Mic. 4:2b).
- Lord, as these three try to shield Israel, shield them from manipulation and deception (Psa. 91:4b).
- IDF:
The new Chief of Staff Herzi Halevi took his post this week. He is an "observant" Jew, the first to hold this position, and he also lives in a "settlement" east of Jerusalem. His responsibilities are enormous as he must make sure the IDF can defend Israel from external and internal enemies.- Lord, as the IDF is a fulfillment of Your prophetic promise in Ezekiel 37:10, we ask You to ensure that it remains an exceedingly great army, and we give You all the glory for it (Isa. 41:10-16).
- Surround Halevi with godly counselors and give him ears to hear them (Prov. 20:18; 24:6).
- Speak to him as he reads Your Word and give him a heart to obey (Psa. 119:18, 98, 130).
- Give Halevi and Defense Minister Yoav Gallant a godly working relationship (Psa. 133:1).
- Guide all negotiations between Israeli politicians and security personnel, and let Your will be that which prevails in every decision they make (2 Chr. 14:11).
- Let Halevi continue in everything that the former Chief of Staff Kochavi did that was of You, yet help him modify anything that is not of You for the IDF from this time onwards (Prov. 16:9; 21:31).
- Reduce the accidents that have taken soldiers' lives and guard them as they guard Israel (Psa. 140:7).
- We give You the glory for Israel's breakthroughs in innovative weaponry (Prov. 8:12).
- May these weapons be brought quickly to the point of active use (Psa. 144:1; Jer. 51:20).
- Direct Israel's when it comes to with whom they are to share any new technology (Isa. 39:1-7).
- Internal security:
Again in the Torah and prophetic portions we hear God emphasizing that He has sworn to give all of the land of Canaan to Israel's forefathers, and that He will provide security in it for His people (Ezek. 28:25-26). The new coalition needs to move ahead and possess more of that land (Obad. 1:17), as only in this way will there be a chance of security since the Islamic-Arab mindset is to fear the strong and to lord it over all those who are weak and appeasers.- I will bring you in unto the land, about which I swore to give it to Abraham, to Isaac, and to Jacob; and I will give it you for a heritage: I am YHWH. (Ex. 6:8) Amen and thank You God!
- Whether it is all at once (Obad. 1:17), or little by little (Deut. 7:20-22), lead the coalition to extend Israel's sovereignty over more of the land west of the Jordan River.
- Guide Israel to extend its sovereignty over Judea and Samaria in Your way and timing (Psa. 31:15).
- Thank You for the 1,000 Israeli youth – along with many others – who are petitioning the coalition to extend its sovereignty over the Jordan Valley now (Deut. 2:29b; 11:31).
- Encourage the coalition to support the expansion of all Israeli communities in these areas, enabling more people to live there by increasing infrastructure and housing (Isa. 65:21; Jer. 31:3-5).
- We pray that Area C – located in Judea and Samaria, and which according to the Oslo Accords, is still under Israeli control – would be guarded over by Israeli law more effectively (Jer. 33:12-14).
- Let Israel publicly shame the EU for illegally financing the Palestinians to build towns and houses in Area C behind Israel's back – and somehow use this to fulfill Isaiah 60:10.
- Deafen them to the criticism and condemnations from the UN and their "friends" (Psa. 38:11-13).
- Protect Israelis from every enemy encroachment and terrorist attack (Psa. 3:1-8).
- Continue to give the IDF supernatural success in their war on terrorism and terrorists (Psa. 44:4-6).
- Lord, tear apart the terrorists' infrastructure and cause great division among them (Psa. 17:13; 55:9).
- External security:
Iran's internal situation continues to give its evil leaders major headaches. This is a sign that God is hearing our prayers concerning their anti-Israel plots and it should encourage us to press on until this threat is removed and the Iranians are set free to be allies with God's nation.- From the Torah portion: I have raised you [ Pharaoh ] up for this, in order to show My power in you, and that My name may be declared throughout all the earth. (Ex. 9:16; cp. Rom. 9:14-18) Lord, may this be the same spiritual principle that You use in relation to Iran's wicked leaders today.
- Destroy the ayatollahs as You have said and receive all of the glory (Isa. 40:21-24; Jer. 49:38a).
- Send a perverse spirit into the minds of all of Israel's enemies among Iran's leaders (Isa. 19:14).
- Let them see Israeli activity everywhere, using that paranoia to totally confuse them (Psa. 129:5).
- Dry up all of the finances of Iran's leaders and the Islamic Revolutionary Guard Corp that keeps them in power (1 Tim. 6:9; Jam. 5:1-6).
- Continue to build up the Iranian believers, using them as a blessing in their nation (Jer. 49:38b).
- Let Halevi and the IDF Iran Command leaders come quickly into one accord concerning how to deal with Iran – both offensively and defensively.
- We praise and thank You for the success You have given Israel in stopping Iran from establishing itself in Syria, and ask that these attacks would not stop until Iran flees (Psa. 68:35).
- Prepare Israel to make a devastating pre-emptive strike against Hizbullah in Lebanon if and when needed and directed by You (Psa. 144:1; Prov. 21:31).
- Let it be so overwhelmingly successfully that the fear of Israel and of You, the God of Israel, causes all of Israel's neighborhood enemies to tremble and fear and ask Israel for peace (2 Chr. 17:10).
- Show Israel that it must depend on You, and not on any other nation (Psa. 146:3-5; Isa. 31:1).
- Let the warning in the prophetic portion against Israel's allies who are not trustworthy be heard in the capitals of the Western nations today – especially America (Ezek. 29:6-7).
- Aliyah:
Despite an increase in anti-Semitic attacks, most Jews in the West – where most of the Jews in exile reside – remain there. A war drove out many Jews from Russia and Ukraine, so what will it take for Western Jews to wake up? We are praying that they respond to God's merciful drawing (Jer. 31:3) before He needs to chase them home (Jer. 16:16).- Lord, the aliyah brings You glory, so we ask for it to greatly increase this year (Isa. 43:5-7).
- Show Jews in the West that Israel is the safest place for them in these days, especially those who go outside with baseball caps covering their kippot [ Jewish skull caps ] (Jer. 31:10).
- Tear apart their false comfort zones and then send angels to drag them out of exile (Gen. 19:16).
- Give Jewish leaders in exile courage to lead their flocks to safety in Israel (Josh. 1:9).
- Release all Jews who want to return but are being hindered – whether by governments, finances, family or community members or deceptive theology (Ex. 9:1).
- Open the gates in Israel to all Jews who want to return but who might be hindered by skin color or religious preferences or lack of "sufficient" finances (Isa. 62:10).
- Lord, increase the number of new immigrants that You bring to Israel in 2023 way above the almost 75,000 who came in 2022 (Ezek. 39:27-29).
- Guide Ofir Sofer, Israel's new minister of aliyah and absorption, filling him with a passion to serve and succeed in this capacity (Josh 1:8), and let him consult with Pnina Tamano-Shata who did such a great job in this ministry in the last government.
- Streamline Israel's bureaucracy that too often makes the process of aliyah and absorption much more of a pain than it ought to be (2 Kin. 7:17; Isa. 62:10).
- Impart to new olim [ immigrants ] divine persistence in dealing with their new life (Luke 18:2-5).
- Encourage Netanyahu's government to settle new olim everywhere in Your land (Jer. 32:43-44).
- Reveal to many more gentile believers that You want them to help carry and pay for, as well as pray for, the Jews in their nations to make aliyah (Isa.49:22; 60:4-10; 62:6-7).
- Show the Church that the clearest example today of God answering the prayer of may Your name be sanctified (Matt. 6:9b) is the restoration of the land to the Jews and the Jews to the land, which will sooner or later (Sooner, Lord!), lead to the salvation of all Israel (Psa. 106:47; Ezek. 36:1-36).
- Salvation:
The most effective evangelists and revivalists in history usually had intercessors behind the scenes storming heaven for souls. After all, no one comes to Yeshua unless the Father draws them so why not talk to the One who has the power to save – and then when talking to those who need saving, most of the heavy work is already done (John 6:37, 39, 44-45, 65)!- Lord, many of Your people are back in the land and we remind You that as You said they would be saved after they returned, please pour out Your Spirit today (Jer. 32:37-40; Ezek. 36:24-29).
- Reveal Messiah Yeshua to Your people in visions and dreams (Joel 2:28).
- Yeshua Lord, remove all false images that the Jews have of You when You walked in Israel in the flesh – as well as all false expectations of Messiah that they have received (Gen. 45:1-5; Isa. 53:1).
- Let more Jews see the beauty of their precious Lord and King Messiah (Psa. 90:17).
- Lord, turn Your people to You; cause Your face to shine and save them (Psa. 80:3, 7, 18-19).
- Exalt Your Word – and not man's – in Your people's hearts and minds (Isa. 55:11; Heb. 4:12).
- Reveal Yourself by removing the veil over Jewish eyes when they read Moses (2 Cor. 3:14-16).
- Let signs and wonders be evident as believers present Yeshua to the Jews (1 Cor. 1:22).
- Anoint Israeli believers to be salt and light throughout Israeli society (Matt. 5:13).
- Let every Jew who has ever been provoked to jealousy by a gentile believer be drawn today to that which they sensed in the heart of those precious provokers (Rom. 11:11; 1 Cor. 3:6-7).
- Water:
We continue to ask God to open the heavens over His land.- Thank You that Israel is not facing a water crisis this year (Psa. 135:7; 147:7-8).
- Yet we do ask You, based on Your mercy (Matt. 5:45), to pour out the latter rains (Zech. 10:1)
- IFI:
As you can tell from reading this alert, the need is great and often the situation changes quite suddenly. We treasure you prayers for us to be able to handle frustrations and doubts and fears and confusion and to hear our Shepherd's voice leading us in His paths so that our prayers ultimately bring Him glory. Thank you for that as well as all the other ways in which you support us.
January 7, 2023
…” And suddenly six men came from the direction of the upper gate, which faces north, each with his battle ax in his hand. One man among them was clothed with linen and had a writer’s inkhorn at his side. They went in and stood beside the bronze altar.” …And The Lord said to him, ‘Go through the midst of the city, through the midst of Jerusalem, and put a mark on the foreheads of the men who sigh and cry over all the abominations that are done within it.” …” They each went straight forward.” Ezekiel 9:2, 4, 10:2
Oh Blessings…love beyond words I am sending in The Precious Name of The Lord, Yeshua h’Meshiach, Jesus Christ, The awaited Messiah. In this new year according to the western calendar, may HE be blessed and glorified and my all things be made new in Him. May we each drink deeply from His Word daily and may we also drink the cup prepared for us and fulfill His purposes, some great and some small…but all that is in and of Him is for His glory…and worthy to be done. Blessing and honor and glory to Him and may you be encouraged and blessed.
I do wish you each a blessed new year. Thank you for your love and prayers and patience with me through this last one, which for me, and many of you as well, bore stripes and wounds hard to bear…may we grow thereby and may we run the year ahead in His strength, by His mercy.
This morning I found myself remembering some of the early lessons that I learned in Ulpan (Intensive immersion Hebrew language class) 28 years ago. In a class of between 40 – 50 other students, most of whom were from the former Soviet Union, others from France, Argentina and some Arabs who were planning to go to university, we sat together in the (physical) cold, with anticipation and fears concerning a new life and a new language…I wish that I could adequately describe the atmosphere.
As I set my foot to the path this morning, I remembered a saying that we were taught in ulpan (in Hebrew) “All new beginnings are difficult”. The other one was “All work is noble”. Tomorrow morning, I return to work for the first time since 17th July when I fell on the bus and broke my arm. Here it is…2 January on the western calendar…a new beginning…the end of 2022 when my life partner, Eric, after 50 years together… left, graduated…left me here to continue without him. Then the broken arm…then covid; Thankfully, He shook me into the DEEP KNOWING that I have never walked this way before (and neither have you) …All new beginnings are hard. This year I learned that I really don’t know ANYTHING…and that it is NOT ‘about me’. I say that I am THANKFUL that He shook me int the knowing, because without Him making it so plain, I would have likely AGAIN taken off in my own strength; things that I ‘know’. In this new life before me, I honestly know NOTHING.
So, if I know nothing and it isn’t about me…then what?
Here am I Lord (Abba). In Hebrew that is ‘Hi’nay’ni Abba’ הינני אבא…the words spoken by Samuel as a child…the words spoken by Avraham…the words spoken by countless, nameless, others through out the ages who chose to follow Him…and HE HEARS, and HE answers. He leads…and He knows the way!
Two days have passed since I began this letter (by the time that you read it, it is more like 5 days) and yesterday I returned to work. It felt strange and I felt very vulnerable. I found that I had forgotten how to use parts of the medical program that I work with and suddenly I felt completely incapable. “ABBA, help!” He quieted my heart and helped me to continue. Thank you for your prayers. I am scheduled to work only on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I have never walked this way before. I am still reticent to get on a bus, particularly with my arm only partially healed, so I opted to take the train to the center of town and walk from there for an hour on to work. It was really a blessed time of prayer and worship and I trust that He will open the doors daily. How much of my life I have wasted fretting about situations that He solved and things that have come to pass.
You know by now that I don’t often comment on political things. The Lord has dealt with me in such a way that I have a fear of Him, knowing that I have ‘my opinions’ and ‘my reasonings’ but that my vision is limited…and my reasonings are filtered through my experiences and my own personal preferences. Part of my morning devotions are currently in Ezekiel. It is now more than 9 years since The Lord arrested me in my steps and said: ‘I want you to learn My ways in judgment!’ It was a command and I felt the gravity of not obeying. As I read in my regular readings, I began to write down HIS WAYS in Judgment, and at the same time, asking Him for His discernment to understand His commands to us…how we are to walk and RESPOND during His judgments. It has humbled me beyond words! His promises for blessing and love and forgiveness which we cling to and take comfort in, stand alongside His promises of judgment…’IF’! His GRACE is not an ‘easy fix’ or ‘easy antidote’ against His promised judgements if we persist in our own ways, but it IS a great and holy gift if we deliberately run into it!
And so, as people debate and stand behind governments and men, I sometimes (never enough) tremble and pray for His kingdom to come and His will to be done for it seems to me that the kingdoms around us…ALL of them…NOT just yours or ours…the kingdoms and governments of THE WHOLE WORLD are infected with confusion and stumbling in the dark. I hear the opinions and the prophets…but my eyes see, and my knees tremble at what my eyes see.
HOWEVER…I HAVE AN OPINION THAT I WANT TO SHARE…because of what my eyes are seeing. I will try to truly make this short and concise…it is concerning our new minister Itamar BenGvir’s quick visit to Temple Mount. You may see videos of it throughout the media.
“Christians and Jews may only visit the site (TEMPLE MOUNT) as tourists and only for four hours per day five days per week. Israel also restricts the number of religious Jews that can visit at a time.”
“The site, along with the whole of East Jerusalem (which includes the Old City), was controlled by Jordan from 1948 until 1967, and has been occupied by Israel since the Six-Day War of 1967.”
ISRAEL MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS - the-temple-mount-background (I encourage you to read this concise article)
The Temple Mount is probably THE most complex issue…the very core of the spiritually wrestling match in the Middle East…and dare I say the whole world. Two have laid their claim: God and His enemy. 1 Kings 9:1-3 is only one of many places that confirms: “And it came to pass, when Solomon had finished building the house of the Lord and the king’s house, and all Solomon’s desire which he wanted to do, that the Lord appeared to Solomon the second time, as He had appeared to him at Gibeon. And the Lord said to him: “I have heard your prayer and your supplication that you have made before Me; I have consecrated this house which you have built to put My name there forever, and My eyes and My heart will be there perpetually.”
You might remember Ariel Sharon’s visit to Temple Mount in Sept. 2000. Etched in my memory are the events of September 1996. It was Yom Kippur…the most solemn day in the Hebrew calendar…when our daughter Sarah and I decided to visit the nearby synagogue and pray amongst those seeking God…for them to find HIM… To our GREAT surprise we found ourselves sitting in the women’s section sitting directly above Binyamin Netanyahu who was obviously truly seeking God. We found out a few hours later why he appeared in such an agony and why The Lord had set us there to pray: He opened the Hasmonaean Tunnels that night…beginning construction of what is now known as “the tunnels” which many of you who have been here have gone through. I remember so clearly the terrorizing threats; ‘Al-Aqsa Mosque is being desecrated! They are unleashing hell! They are throwing the Middle East into war! Rise up with stones and guns and defend Al-Aqsa with your blood!’ It was scary and they were accused of irresponsible, provocative behavior. SEE THIS WASHINGTON POST ARTICLE FOR A VIEW BACKWARD
Over the 28 and a half years that I have lived in Jerusalem, I have seen that YES God gave us this land and as Joshua was told “I have given…go and possess” …the giants were many and the accusers were all about, BUT GOD HAD GIVEN THE LAND!
I was reading this morning in Acts and two situations struck me (although I wasn’t reading in that spot). One was in Acts 19: see particularly 32-34 “Some therefore cried one thing and some another, for the assembly was confused, and most of them did not know why they had come together. And they drew Alexander out of the multitude, the Jews putting him forward. And Alexander motioned with his hand, and wanted to make his defense to the people. But when they found out that he was a Jew, all with one voice cried out for about two hours, “Great is Diana of the Ephesians!” and Acts 21 particularly see 27-31 and 34 “Now when the seven days were almost ended, the Jews from Asia, seeing him in the temple, stirred up the whole crowd and laid hands on him, crying out, “Men of Israel, help! This is the man who teaches all men everywhere against the people, the law, and this place; and furthermore he also brought Greeks into the temple and has defiled this holy place.” (For they had previously seen Trophimus the Ephesian with him in the city, whom they supposed that Paul had brought into the temple.)
And all the city was disturbed; and the people ran together, seized Paul, and dragged him out of the temple; and immediately the doors were shut. Now as they were seeking to kill him, news came to the commander of the garrison that all Jerusalem was in an uproar” 34And some among the multitude cried one thing and some another.
So when he could not ascertain the truth because of the tumult, he commanded him to be taken into the barracks.”
The news tonight bemoaned the visit of one of our new lawmakers as “angering the Palestinians and drawing a slew of condemnation.” JEWS ‘VISIT’ TEMPLE MOUNT DAILY, and yet the world is screaming that we are ‘changing the status quo’ by allowing his visit. I appeal to you to do some research into WHAT IS THE STATUS QUO ON TEMPLE MOUNT SINCE 1967.
I have written in depth in the past about the history (both ancient and current) and spiritual significance of Temple Mount. I will only add now that YES, Israel ‘owns’ Temple Mount since the 1967 war although the world does not accept the fact that The Lord fulfilled His promise and after 2,000 years Jerusalem was restored to the ones (unworthy as we are) whom HE promised it to and gave it to. Yes, Israel gave control of Temple Mount (although under Israeli sovereignty and law) to the moslem wakf and Jordan.
AND IT WILL LEAVE THIS SUBJECT THERE FOR YOU TO PRAY INTO SHOULD THE LORD PUT IT ON YOUR HEART.
I walk a new path. I have never been here before. I have no need to run home and fix warm nutritious meals … I have never been ‘alone’ before…ever. And ofcourse I am not ‘ALONE’. Our friend J is with me until atleast May and Elena and the children live nearby. THE LORD IS THE MOST POWERFUL PRESENCE. But what has been required of me for a lifetime has changed. And it is a new day. May my eyes and heart be open to all that He chooses for me.
And you. May the year ahead of you become a trophy of His faithfulness…and yours! May He be glorified and may we be refined and sanctified…fit for The Master’s use…and may His Love and discernment be displayed in and through us. Loving blessings, your sister in Jerusalem. (7 Jan 2023)
…” And suddenly six men came from the direction of the upper gate, which faces north, each with his battle ax in his hand. One man among them was clothed with linen and had a writer’s inkhorn at his side. They went in and stood beside the bronze altar.” …And The Lord said to him, ‘Go through the midst of the city, through the midst of Jerusalem, and put a mark on the foreheads of the men who sigh and cry over all the abominations that are done within it.” …” They each went straight forward.” Ezekiel 9:2, 4, 10:2
Oh Blessings…love beyond words I am sending in The Precious Name of The Lord, Yeshua h’Meshiach, Jesus Christ, The awaited Messiah. In this new year according to the western calendar, may HE be blessed and glorified and my all things be made new in Him. May we each drink deeply from His Word daily and may we also drink the cup prepared for us and fulfill His purposes, some great and some small…but all that is in and of Him is for His glory…and worthy to be done. Blessing and honor and glory to Him and may you be encouraged and blessed.
I do wish you each a blessed new year. Thank you for your love and prayers and patience with me through this last one, which for me, and many of you as well, bore stripes and wounds hard to bear…may we grow thereby and may we run the year ahead in His strength, by His mercy.
This morning I found myself remembering some of the early lessons that I learned in Ulpan (Intensive immersion Hebrew language class) 28 years ago. In a class of between 40 – 50 other students, most of whom were from the former Soviet Union, others from France, Argentina and some Arabs who were planning to go to university, we sat together in the (physical) cold, with anticipation and fears concerning a new life and a new language…I wish that I could adequately describe the atmosphere.
As I set my foot to the path this morning, I remembered a saying that we were taught in ulpan (in Hebrew) “All new beginnings are difficult”. The other one was “All work is noble”. Tomorrow morning, I return to work for the first time since 17th July when I fell on the bus and broke my arm. Here it is…2 January on the western calendar…a new beginning…the end of 2022 when my life partner, Eric, after 50 years together… left, graduated…left me here to continue without him. Then the broken arm…then covid; Thankfully, He shook me into the DEEP KNOWING that I have never walked this way before (and neither have you) …All new beginnings are hard. This year I learned that I really don’t know ANYTHING…and that it is NOT ‘about me’. I say that I am THANKFUL that He shook me int the knowing, because without Him making it so plain, I would have likely AGAIN taken off in my own strength; things that I ‘know’. In this new life before me, I honestly know NOTHING.
So, if I know nothing and it isn’t about me…then what?
Here am I Lord (Abba). In Hebrew that is ‘Hi’nay’ni Abba’ הינני אבא…the words spoken by Samuel as a child…the words spoken by Avraham…the words spoken by countless, nameless, others through out the ages who chose to follow Him…and HE HEARS, and HE answers. He leads…and He knows the way!
Two days have passed since I began this letter (by the time that you read it, it is more like 5 days) and yesterday I returned to work. It felt strange and I felt very vulnerable. I found that I had forgotten how to use parts of the medical program that I work with and suddenly I felt completely incapable. “ABBA, help!” He quieted my heart and helped me to continue. Thank you for your prayers. I am scheduled to work only on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I have never walked this way before. I am still reticent to get on a bus, particularly with my arm only partially healed, so I opted to take the train to the center of town and walk from there for an hour on to work. It was really a blessed time of prayer and worship and I trust that He will open the doors daily. How much of my life I have wasted fretting about situations that He solved and things that have come to pass.
You know by now that I don’t often comment on political things. The Lord has dealt with me in such a way that I have a fear of Him, knowing that I have ‘my opinions’ and ‘my reasonings’ but that my vision is limited…and my reasonings are filtered through my experiences and my own personal preferences. Part of my morning devotions are currently in Ezekiel. It is now more than 9 years since The Lord arrested me in my steps and said: ‘I want you to learn My ways in judgment!’ It was a command and I felt the gravity of not obeying. As I read in my regular readings, I began to write down HIS WAYS in Judgment, and at the same time, asking Him for His discernment to understand His commands to us…how we are to walk and RESPOND during His judgments. It has humbled me beyond words! His promises for blessing and love and forgiveness which we cling to and take comfort in, stand alongside His promises of judgment…’IF’! His GRACE is not an ‘easy fix’ or ‘easy antidote’ against His promised judgements if we persist in our own ways, but it IS a great and holy gift if we deliberately run into it!
And so, as people debate and stand behind governments and men, I sometimes (never enough) tremble and pray for His kingdom to come and His will to be done for it seems to me that the kingdoms around us…ALL of them…NOT just yours or ours…the kingdoms and governments of THE WHOLE WORLD are infected with confusion and stumbling in the dark. I hear the opinions and the prophets…but my eyes see, and my knees tremble at what my eyes see.
HOWEVER…I HAVE AN OPINION THAT I WANT TO SHARE…because of what my eyes are seeing. I will try to truly make this short and concise…it is concerning our new minister Itamar BenGvir’s quick visit to Temple Mount. You may see videos of it throughout the media.
“Christians and Jews may only visit the site (TEMPLE MOUNT) as tourists and only for four hours per day five days per week. Israel also restricts the number of religious Jews that can visit at a time.”
“The site, along with the whole of East Jerusalem (which includes the Old City), was controlled by Jordan from 1948 until 1967, and has been occupied by Israel since the Six-Day War of 1967.”
ISRAEL MINISTRY OF FOREIGN AFFAIRS - the-temple-mount-background (I encourage you to read this concise article)
The Temple Mount is probably THE most complex issue…the very core of the spiritually wrestling match in the Middle East…and dare I say the whole world. Two have laid their claim: God and His enemy. 1 Kings 9:1-3 is only one of many places that confirms: “And it came to pass, when Solomon had finished building the house of the Lord and the king’s house, and all Solomon’s desire which he wanted to do, that the Lord appeared to Solomon the second time, as He had appeared to him at Gibeon. And the Lord said to him: “I have heard your prayer and your supplication that you have made before Me; I have consecrated this house which you have built to put My name there forever, and My eyes and My heart will be there perpetually.”
You might remember Ariel Sharon’s visit to Temple Mount in Sept. 2000. Etched in my memory are the events of September 1996. It was Yom Kippur…the most solemn day in the Hebrew calendar…when our daughter Sarah and I decided to visit the nearby synagogue and pray amongst those seeking God…for them to find HIM… To our GREAT surprise we found ourselves sitting in the women’s section sitting directly above Binyamin Netanyahu who was obviously truly seeking God. We found out a few hours later why he appeared in such an agony and why The Lord had set us there to pray: He opened the Hasmonaean Tunnels that night…beginning construction of what is now known as “the tunnels” which many of you who have been here have gone through. I remember so clearly the terrorizing threats; ‘Al-Aqsa Mosque is being desecrated! They are unleashing hell! They are throwing the Middle East into war! Rise up with stones and guns and defend Al-Aqsa with your blood!’ It was scary and they were accused of irresponsible, provocative behavior. SEE THIS WASHINGTON POST ARTICLE FOR A VIEW BACKWARD
Over the 28 and a half years that I have lived in Jerusalem, I have seen that YES God gave us this land and as Joshua was told “I have given…go and possess” …the giants were many and the accusers were all about, BUT GOD HAD GIVEN THE LAND!
I was reading this morning in Acts and two situations struck me (although I wasn’t reading in that spot). One was in Acts 19: see particularly 32-34 “Some therefore cried one thing and some another, for the assembly was confused, and most of them did not know why they had come together. And they drew Alexander out of the multitude, the Jews putting him forward. And Alexander motioned with his hand, and wanted to make his defense to the people. But when they found out that he was a Jew, all with one voice cried out for about two hours, “Great is Diana of the Ephesians!” and Acts 21 particularly see 27-31 and 34 “Now when the seven days were almost ended, the Jews from Asia, seeing him in the temple, stirred up the whole crowd and laid hands on him, crying out, “Men of Israel, help! This is the man who teaches all men everywhere against the people, the law, and this place; and furthermore he also brought Greeks into the temple and has defiled this holy place.” (For they had previously seen Trophimus the Ephesian with him in the city, whom they supposed that Paul had brought into the temple.)
And all the city was disturbed; and the people ran together, seized Paul, and dragged him out of the temple; and immediately the doors were shut. Now as they were seeking to kill him, news came to the commander of the garrison that all Jerusalem was in an uproar” 34And some among the multitude cried one thing and some another.
So when he could not ascertain the truth because of the tumult, he commanded him to be taken into the barracks.”
The news tonight bemoaned the visit of one of our new lawmakers as “angering the Palestinians and drawing a slew of condemnation.” JEWS ‘VISIT’ TEMPLE MOUNT DAILY, and yet the world is screaming that we are ‘changing the status quo’ by allowing his visit. I appeal to you to do some research into WHAT IS THE STATUS QUO ON TEMPLE MOUNT SINCE 1967.
I have written in depth in the past about the history (both ancient and current) and spiritual significance of Temple Mount. I will only add now that YES, Israel ‘owns’ Temple Mount since the 1967 war although the world does not accept the fact that The Lord fulfilled His promise and after 2,000 years Jerusalem was restored to the ones (unworthy as we are) whom HE promised it to and gave it to. Yes, Israel gave control of Temple Mount (although under Israeli sovereignty and law) to the moslem wakf and Jordan.
AND IT WILL LEAVE THIS SUBJECT THERE FOR YOU TO PRAY INTO SHOULD THE LORD PUT IT ON YOUR HEART.
I walk a new path. I have never been here before. I have no need to run home and fix warm nutritious meals … I have never been ‘alone’ before…ever. And ofcourse I am not ‘ALONE’. Our friend J is with me until atleast May and Elena and the children live nearby. THE LORD IS THE MOST POWERFUL PRESENCE. But what has been required of me for a lifetime has changed. And it is a new day. May my eyes and heart be open to all that He chooses for me.
And you. May the year ahead of you become a trophy of His faithfulness…and yours! May He be glorified and may we be refined and sanctified…fit for The Master’s use…and may His Love and discernment be displayed in and through us. Loving blessings, your sister in Jerusalem. (7 Jan 2023)
December 21, 2022
“He has made the earth by His power; He has established the world by His wisdom,And stretched out the heaven by His understanding. When He utters His voice--There is a multitude of waters in the heavens: “He causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth; He makes lightnings for the rain; He brings the wind out of His treasuries.” Jeremiah 51:15,16
Greetings Brothers and Sisters,
For the glory of Him Who said: “Let there be Light” and there was light. To Him in Who’s Light we see Light…to Him Who is The Light Who lights each one who comes into this world… Light that the darkness can not hide (though it may not understand); to HIM may all glory be, and may all words lead. Oh, may He be seen and ignite us to be a light to the nations…a flame of fire calling to turn aside all those who don’t yet see.
Chanukah sameach! (Joyful Chanukah) Chag orot sameach (חג אורות שמח) or Holiday of Lights Joy to you! People often ask me ‘what is the ‘right’ way to spell Chanukah? Well…חנוכה is the way it is spelled. Anything after that is up for grabs as ‘transliteration’ is completely subjective; what it sounds like to you is how it’s written. And if you think THAT is complicated to grasp, it may very well be the simplest issue to explain concerning this nation/people and the times…and even our history and holidays. Thankfully, my portion is small and such wonderful writings and explanations are abundant, so what can I add except a view from my perch? May it glorify Him!
The second candle of Chanukah has already been lit, in our house by two of my little Granddaughters, and it has burned out for tonight, but the festival continues for a full eight days and so I am not terribly late with this letter.
The Maccabean revolt against the Seleucid (Syrian-Greek) rule in Israel and Judah in the 2ndcentury BCE currently dominates the re-telling of the story of Chanukah. It reminds us of the imposition of Greek culture, language, and even gods that was rapidly creeping through and destroying the foundations of Judaism. It was alarming and it is not unlike what we are seeing today in the kingdom of this world. The snowball effect of the moral changes around us is alarming, and we long for another tiny band of Maccabees to rise up and rescue us and restore sanity and morality ‘against all odds’…a small, weak group to overturn the mighty. However, there is another aspect to Chanukah that perhaps represents ‘the kingdom of heaven’. That is the account of the miraculous multiplication of the oil for the relighting of the eternal light in the temple that had been defiled by the Greeks. The light of God had been put out and replaced by representations of counterfeit Greek gods; and when the Maccabean revolt awakened the remnant to retake the temple, they found only enough oil to light the menorah for one day…BUT GOD…MULTIPLIED THE OIL FOR THE FULL 8 DAYS THAT IT TOOK TO PREPARE FRESH OIL…and the Temple was rededicated to GOD, ELOHIM, THE CREATOR OF HEAVEN AND EARTH, THE GOD OF ABRAHAM, ISAACE AND JACOB-ISRAEL, THE ONE TRUE AND LIVING GOD!
When I was a child, the emphasis was on the miracle, and to this day it is the miracle of the multiplication that brings me such wonder. In this life we walk in the kingdom of this world, and yet we are commanded by The Lord to walk in The Spirit and not in the flesh…There is the heavenly kingdom and there is the earthly kingdom.
“For my eyes have seen Your Salvation Which You have prepared before the face of all peoples, A light to bring revelation to the Gentiles, And the glory of Your people Israel.” Luke 2:30-32
“Now it was the Feast of Dedication in Jerusalem (Chanukah), and it was winter. And Jesus walked in the temple (The Light of the world…Yeshua…God is with us…Salvation has come in the midst…The Living Light…The Oil), in Solomon’s porch. Then the Jews surrounded Him and said to Him, “How long do You keep us in doubt? If You are the Christ (Messiah), tell us plainly.” John 10:22-24
Chanukah is not a ‘commanded holiday’ (It is not written in the Tenach, so like Purim, it is not a scriptural command, but a time that we ourselves (our leaders and rabbis) took to rejoice in what God had done. Since it is not a commanded holiday, it is generally only schools and government offices that are closed but the rest of the country is working…sort of…after a fashion…I guess you can say. Well…atleast the stores are open and public transportation is functioning.
People gather around for the lighting of the Chanukiah at homes and in public squares (there is a large public chanukiah in the square across from our apartment and small groups gather to sing and dance and light it. This one this year appears to be an oil one with real flame. Sometimes they are electric or gas.) Families gather around the chanukiahs at home with the children. Some families light one, some families have a chanukiah for each person…the children make them in school and love to light those. A chanukiah differs from the Menorah (the 7 branched candelabra that was in the temple and is the symbol of the Jewish people and the state of Israel) in that it has 9 branches. The middle branch, lifted higher than the eight others – traditionally 4 on each side – is called the ‘shamas’ or the ‘servant candle’, and is used to light the other 8 candles. The shamas is lit first and lights the others…hum…what a beautiful picture: “Behold! My Servant whom I have chosen, My Beloved in whom My soul is well pleased! I will put My Spirit upon Him, And He will declare justice to the Gentiles.” (Mat. 12:18 quoting Isaiah)
Food and gifts are a part of this festive 8 day holiday. Sovganiot are an oily sort of donut. Traditionally the filling was a dab of raspberry jam in the center and powdered sugar sprinkled on top. That was joined in recent years by tastier dab of chocolate, vanilla or caramel. With a larger western Aliyah we are now seeing frosted and highly decorated and stuffed donuts, a far cry from the simple fare of the past. The idea is to eat as much oil as possible, so every oily food (generally avoided by health conscious people year around) that you can imagine fills the tables and the stomachs: fried potato pancakes (latkes), chocolate coins (gelt), cheesy foods dripping oil, fried vegetables and chicken and you name it, the tables are full. Small gifts are given to the children…generally one each night. Our Granddaughters each got a slinky tonight. Dreidels (a spinning top decorated with letters on each side standing for A Great Miracle Happened Here) and other tops are a tradition. And the songs of Chanukah are sung…traditional ones, religious ones, secular ones…and yes some are very beautiful. The children learn them in school and they ring through the air.
And slowly…silently…also approaches the (probably not accurate, maybe, but it’s recognized) time that the miraculous birth of The Light of the world…Yeshua…Jesus… entered this earthly kingdom from His heavenly one…HERE…into this battle torn and weary piece of earth…HERE HE PIERCED ETERNITY AND THE DARKNESS…and we did not recognize Him! ‘HE is ‘supposed’ to be A KING and this is A Baby! HE is supposed to set us free and our nation still comes into bondage’…And we STILL don’t recognize Him, but for a small remanent.
So Christmas (when countries in the West and many other places), a time when we can proclaim that HE INDEED CAME AND IS STILL HERE, despite materialism and other detractions, HE CAN BE WITNESSED TO OPENLY, SUNG ABOUT, WORSHIPPED, CELEBRATED…but not here. A nod is given to Christmas for tourists and Arab Christians, but for us Jews? There are the curious…there are those who ‘want to see a Christmas tree.’ However, the light of the chanukiah remains the light that is seen…until the veil is once and for all rent…OH MAY IT BE SOON! NOW! TODAY!
Thank you for your prayers…your love…your notes…YOUR PRAYERS.
It has been a hard year…and for many others whom I know and love as well…My ‘word’ that The Lord had impressed upon my heart for the calendar year 2022 was ‘TIME’. How appropriate. I do wonder what Word He will impress upon me for 2023. I am facing many challenges so I would ask for prayer that we all stay strong and that each moment will be full…for the time is short. Thank you.
May you each find the mountain of challenges before you filled with His Light. NONE of us have walked this way before…He is indeed LORD…may we KNOW HIM as such. It is such an honor to be part of His body…whom you are.
May The Lord Yeshua h’Meshiach be glorified.
LOVING BLESSINGS from a sister in Jerusalem.
“He has made the earth by His power; He has established the world by His wisdom,And stretched out the heaven by His understanding. When He utters His voice--There is a multitude of waters in the heavens: “He causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth; He makes lightnings for the rain; He brings the wind out of His treasuries.” Jeremiah 51:15,16
Greetings Brothers and Sisters,
For the glory of Him Who said: “Let there be Light” and there was light. To Him in Who’s Light we see Light…to Him Who is The Light Who lights each one who comes into this world… Light that the darkness can not hide (though it may not understand); to HIM may all glory be, and may all words lead. Oh, may He be seen and ignite us to be a light to the nations…a flame of fire calling to turn aside all those who don’t yet see.
Chanukah sameach! (Joyful Chanukah) Chag orot sameach (חג אורות שמח) or Holiday of Lights Joy to you! People often ask me ‘what is the ‘right’ way to spell Chanukah? Well…חנוכה is the way it is spelled. Anything after that is up for grabs as ‘transliteration’ is completely subjective; what it sounds like to you is how it’s written. And if you think THAT is complicated to grasp, it may very well be the simplest issue to explain concerning this nation/people and the times…and even our history and holidays. Thankfully, my portion is small and such wonderful writings and explanations are abundant, so what can I add except a view from my perch? May it glorify Him!
The second candle of Chanukah has already been lit, in our house by two of my little Granddaughters, and it has burned out for tonight, but the festival continues for a full eight days and so I am not terribly late with this letter.
The Maccabean revolt against the Seleucid (Syrian-Greek) rule in Israel and Judah in the 2ndcentury BCE currently dominates the re-telling of the story of Chanukah. It reminds us of the imposition of Greek culture, language, and even gods that was rapidly creeping through and destroying the foundations of Judaism. It was alarming and it is not unlike what we are seeing today in the kingdom of this world. The snowball effect of the moral changes around us is alarming, and we long for another tiny band of Maccabees to rise up and rescue us and restore sanity and morality ‘against all odds’…a small, weak group to overturn the mighty. However, there is another aspect to Chanukah that perhaps represents ‘the kingdom of heaven’. That is the account of the miraculous multiplication of the oil for the relighting of the eternal light in the temple that had been defiled by the Greeks. The light of God had been put out and replaced by representations of counterfeit Greek gods; and when the Maccabean revolt awakened the remnant to retake the temple, they found only enough oil to light the menorah for one day…BUT GOD…MULTIPLIED THE OIL FOR THE FULL 8 DAYS THAT IT TOOK TO PREPARE FRESH OIL…and the Temple was rededicated to GOD, ELOHIM, THE CREATOR OF HEAVEN AND EARTH, THE GOD OF ABRAHAM, ISAACE AND JACOB-ISRAEL, THE ONE TRUE AND LIVING GOD!
When I was a child, the emphasis was on the miracle, and to this day it is the miracle of the multiplication that brings me such wonder. In this life we walk in the kingdom of this world, and yet we are commanded by The Lord to walk in The Spirit and not in the flesh…There is the heavenly kingdom and there is the earthly kingdom.
“For my eyes have seen Your Salvation Which You have prepared before the face of all peoples, A light to bring revelation to the Gentiles, And the glory of Your people Israel.” Luke 2:30-32
“Now it was the Feast of Dedication in Jerusalem (Chanukah), and it was winter. And Jesus walked in the temple (The Light of the world…Yeshua…God is with us…Salvation has come in the midst…The Living Light…The Oil), in Solomon’s porch. Then the Jews surrounded Him and said to Him, “How long do You keep us in doubt? If You are the Christ (Messiah), tell us plainly.” John 10:22-24
Chanukah is not a ‘commanded holiday’ (It is not written in the Tenach, so like Purim, it is not a scriptural command, but a time that we ourselves (our leaders and rabbis) took to rejoice in what God had done. Since it is not a commanded holiday, it is generally only schools and government offices that are closed but the rest of the country is working…sort of…after a fashion…I guess you can say. Well…atleast the stores are open and public transportation is functioning.
People gather around for the lighting of the Chanukiah at homes and in public squares (there is a large public chanukiah in the square across from our apartment and small groups gather to sing and dance and light it. This one this year appears to be an oil one with real flame. Sometimes they are electric or gas.) Families gather around the chanukiahs at home with the children. Some families light one, some families have a chanukiah for each person…the children make them in school and love to light those. A chanukiah differs from the Menorah (the 7 branched candelabra that was in the temple and is the symbol of the Jewish people and the state of Israel) in that it has 9 branches. The middle branch, lifted higher than the eight others – traditionally 4 on each side – is called the ‘shamas’ or the ‘servant candle’, and is used to light the other 8 candles. The shamas is lit first and lights the others…hum…what a beautiful picture: “Behold! My Servant whom I have chosen, My Beloved in whom My soul is well pleased! I will put My Spirit upon Him, And He will declare justice to the Gentiles.” (Mat. 12:18 quoting Isaiah)
Food and gifts are a part of this festive 8 day holiday. Sovganiot are an oily sort of donut. Traditionally the filling was a dab of raspberry jam in the center and powdered sugar sprinkled on top. That was joined in recent years by tastier dab of chocolate, vanilla or caramel. With a larger western Aliyah we are now seeing frosted and highly decorated and stuffed donuts, a far cry from the simple fare of the past. The idea is to eat as much oil as possible, so every oily food (generally avoided by health conscious people year around) that you can imagine fills the tables and the stomachs: fried potato pancakes (latkes), chocolate coins (gelt), cheesy foods dripping oil, fried vegetables and chicken and you name it, the tables are full. Small gifts are given to the children…generally one each night. Our Granddaughters each got a slinky tonight. Dreidels (a spinning top decorated with letters on each side standing for A Great Miracle Happened Here) and other tops are a tradition. And the songs of Chanukah are sung…traditional ones, religious ones, secular ones…and yes some are very beautiful. The children learn them in school and they ring through the air.
And slowly…silently…also approaches the (probably not accurate, maybe, but it’s recognized) time that the miraculous birth of The Light of the world…Yeshua…Jesus… entered this earthly kingdom from His heavenly one…HERE…into this battle torn and weary piece of earth…HERE HE PIERCED ETERNITY AND THE DARKNESS…and we did not recognize Him! ‘HE is ‘supposed’ to be A KING and this is A Baby! HE is supposed to set us free and our nation still comes into bondage’…And we STILL don’t recognize Him, but for a small remanent.
So Christmas (when countries in the West and many other places), a time when we can proclaim that HE INDEED CAME AND IS STILL HERE, despite materialism and other detractions, HE CAN BE WITNESSED TO OPENLY, SUNG ABOUT, WORSHIPPED, CELEBRATED…but not here. A nod is given to Christmas for tourists and Arab Christians, but for us Jews? There are the curious…there are those who ‘want to see a Christmas tree.’ However, the light of the chanukiah remains the light that is seen…until the veil is once and for all rent…OH MAY IT BE SOON! NOW! TODAY!
Thank you for your prayers…your love…your notes…YOUR PRAYERS.
It has been a hard year…and for many others whom I know and love as well…My ‘word’ that The Lord had impressed upon my heart for the calendar year 2022 was ‘TIME’. How appropriate. I do wonder what Word He will impress upon me for 2023. I am facing many challenges so I would ask for prayer that we all stay strong and that each moment will be full…for the time is short. Thank you.
May you each find the mountain of challenges before you filled with His Light. NONE of us have walked this way before…He is indeed LORD…may we KNOW HIM as such. It is such an honor to be part of His body…whom you are.
May The Lord Yeshua h’Meshiach be glorified.
LOVING BLESSINGS from a sister in Jerusalem.
November 24, 2022
“I am the Lord your God, Who brought you out of the land of Egypt;
Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it. “But My people would not heed My voice,
And Israel would have none of Me. So I gave them over to their own stubborn heart,
To walk in their own counsels. “Oh, that My people would listen to Me,
That Israel would walk in My ways I would soon subdue their enemies,
The haters of the Lord would pretend submission to Him, But their fate would endure forever.
He would have fed them also with the finest of wheat; And with honey from the rock I would have satisfied you.”
Psalm 81:10-16
Greetings beloved sisters and brothers, for whom I am thankful.
May you glorify The Lord today whether you are in America and have a wonderful day separated to giving of thanks to Him for Who He is and for His provision, or if you are in a different country…free or not free…but ALWAYS SET FREE by The Holy Spirit to praise Him and to give Him thanks in ALL situations and circumstances. May we be found praising Him and glorifying Him for HE ALONE IS WORTHY! May we bring our own personal preferences and reasonings under the rod of HIS Spirit, to the cross, knowing that we do not belong to ANY of the kingdoms of this world, but we belong to His eternal kingdom. May our eyes be fixed on Him, just as He IS, and may our hearts be tuned to sing His Praise! Greetings! And JOYFUL THANKSGIVING to my American brothers and sisters.
First I want to thank all of you who so kindly prayed for me in my struggle with covid! I am finally much better now and deeply thankful.
I had a WONDERFUL experience in the midst. I have had to sort through our many collected possessions and try to shed myself of the baggage that I’m responsible for. It is hard to do with a life stock of memories! AND…IN THE MIDST…How thankful I am for having been alive to experience cassette tapes! (yep!) Oh, they were a great blessing in my life as they appeared when I first became a believer and thrived through my years in our remote Alaskan village. They not only filled me up with solid truth (Oh I was SO blessed to have it ‘simple’!!) but I found great joy in duplicating tapes to send out among people even more remote than I…I thrived on sharing tapes from my fellowship, and (perhaps some of you know) Campbell and Shelagh McAlpine’s tapes from Lydia and full sets of Little Pilgrim’s Progress and scripture tapes…what a privilege! When we moved here to Jerusalem, our fellowship’s meetings were also taped and I happily took over the job of working the tape duplicator.
Well, as we watch the world run, tapes gave way to CDs (which are now nearly obsolete as well) and I was graciously blessed with our fellowship’s no longer needed tape duplicator. I continued to share tapes, particularly Little Pilgrim’s Progress, for many years, but finally the duplicator entered a storage closet and I now became tasked with ‘finding someone who might want it.’ I advertised it for free on local web groups that I knew, but had no takers.
UNTIL!
I received a what’s app message on my phone: “Could you please tell me if the cassette duplicator is still available?” I about jumped with joy! “Yes, it is! Would you like it? It’s excellent and it’s free.” The photo of the sender was of a beautiful young woman and I was unsure of the context, so, being unfamiliar with the name ‘ I proceeded as if I were talking with a girl. I was surprised when the person showed up at my door. There stood a furtive, intense looking dark haired man perhaps in his late 20s or early 30s. I invited him in and we began to speak. ‘I’m curious. What will you do with a tape duplicator?’ He answered shyly that he actually didn’t KNOW WHAT a tape duplicator was, nor a cassette tape for that matter, but he was ‘sort of’ a musician so maybe he could do something with it. It was time to find out more. He warmed up to my ‘motherly’ arms and we were soon chatting like long lost family. ‘Actually, we just made Aliyah from Russia.’ My heart exploded as I recognized the source of the ‘furtive intensity’. War. Running from being drafted into a war that they didn’t believe in. They had left everything behind…they came with nothing. If a cassette duplicator was free, perhaps he could do something with it. The beautiful young woman in the photo on his what’s app was his young pregnant wife…and now I saw that she was touching a train window saying goodbye to a child…perhaps a sister. ‘Where are you living?’ I asked. ‘We don’t really have an apartment yet. We are staying with a friend. We have applied for an apartment but it is empty and we will have to fill it with everything.’
Now, how do I explain to you my feelings? I was looking at prophecy being fulfilled. Jeremiah 16:16 speaks of the last Aliyah “Behold, I will send for many fishermen,” says the Lord, “and they shall fish them; and afterward I will send for many hunters, and they shall hunt them from every mountain and every hill, and out of the holes of the rocks.” These are those who have escaped the hunters.
We spoke much more. I shared with him from my Aliyah experience and gave him phone numbers of groups who help olim, particularly from Russia. I re-assured him and promised to pray for them and yes hugged him and shared what I could. I have not done justice explaining about this experience, perhaps because I can’t fully digest it; I simply know that his presence at my door overwhelmed my heart! Please pray for them to (most important) come to know HIM Who brought them and also for their roots to be firmly planted where He Who rescued them intends them to be. We had been whats apping daily until the day that they got the key to their apartment. Suddenly he disappeared and I lost contact. I suspect that they simply have to get their internet hooked up and hope to find him again. I will let you know how this story continues if I can.
Yesterday morning, while reading my Bible, I heard that old ‘boom-thud’. You don’t forget that sound. I looked at my watch. It was just after 7. Within minutes there they were; the sirens. Screaming sirens seemingly coming from all directions. We live on the way to two of the three Jerusalem main hospitals; Shaare Tzedek (Gates of Righteousness) and Hadassah Ein Kerem. Yep. There went one…there went two…there went three – I lost count. I checked my local websites in English; YNET, Jerusalem Post, Times of Israel. Nothing yet. I switched to Hebrew YNET: Bus stop bombing at the entrance to the city…Highway 1 from Tel Aviv was closed. 10 injured…no, 11…no 18…no. The story was changing by the moment. 7:30 a second bomb went off at a bus stop in another Northern entrance to the city. More sirens. The story fleshed out, changing each minute. By the time it began appearing on the English sites we knew that one 16 year old yeshiva student had been killed and between 18-22 others injured. At around 7am a remote controlled bomb in a package had exploded next to a crowded bus stop at the entrance to Jerusalem via the neighborhood of Givat Shaul. At about 7:30 a similar bomb had gone off at a bus stop at the entrance to Jerusalem via the neighborhood of Ramot. The bombs were much more sophisticated than we have seen in a long time and were packed with nails and shrapnel, making the injuries much more horrific.
My mind went back…can it really be 22 years or more already? The second intifada was a dreadful time. Several buses blew up daily in the city. It was gruesome and heart wrenching. There were days when the bus behind me blew up and then the bus in front of me. People would walk in off the street to the doctor’s office where I worked with blast injuries. Trying to recall those years, it is hard to believe that I lived through them. They were intense and no one went untouched. It is amazing how quickly events like that can fade into the background, but for those of us who lived through it, it remains etched in diamond fragments in our minds and hearts.
And there was that ‘boom-thud’ again. You hear it in your stomach.
From the earliest reports, the media commentators and ‘experts’ were quick to say ‘Well, this is certainly NOT the beginning of another intifada! No, no, no! The makings are ‘different’. It can’t be.’ Hopefully it isn’t, and yet when I went for a walk later on, a construction site was blocking the sidewalk and I had to walk on to the lite rail tracks. An Arab worker kindly directed me and I greeted the second Arab worker at the far end of site. I wished him a good day (as is normal here) and at first he thanked me…and then he changed and laughed and said ‘Yes it IS a good day…a REALLY good day…a GREAT day!’ and I saw ‘it’ again! It shocks me every time… blood lust. I remembered the celebrations that took place in the streets during the intifada…candy thrown to the people, sweets served…rejoicing…Jewish blood has been successfully spilled. It is a horror to see…the bloodlust and rejoicing. No, we do not do that when our enemies are killed.
So yes, we PRAY that this is not another intifada beginning.
At the same time, in Ramala (the headquarters for the Palestinian Authority…or the PLO), there was a severe car accident and a young man was taken to the Ramala hospital. He was 17 years old…today, would have been his 18thbirthday. He was a Druze from the North of the country…but the rumor went around that he was an Israeli soldier…so…masked gunmen entered the hospital and disconnected him from life supports (killing him!) and took his body. (again with rejoicing and candy). HOWEVER… finding out that he wasn’t Jewish…wasn’t a soldier…but was a Druze, confused them. Woops! The Druzim in the north threatened to attack Ramala and today his body was returned. What should have been his 18th birthday became his funeral…and Israel mourned with them. Welcome to the LIVING Bible…before your eyes.
And a number of you have mentioned that ‘Now that we have a new prime minister…’ but ofcourse we don’t yet. It is a long process. The coalition ‘talks’ (bargaining) are ongoing. Elections are only the beginning. If one side can’t form a coalition, the other side gets to try. If no body can, we get to vote …AGAIN. It is not a pretty process and over the years I have learned not to speculate (so I won’t), and certainly not to believe what I read in the news (general media nor Christian media) …media in general. We simply don’t know.
As I read Psalm 81 (quoted above) this morning among my regular readings, I shivered at the horror of walking in my own stubborn heart’s leading…my own ways…my own counsel…and prayed again for the FEAR OF THE LORD…YOUR WILL AND NOT MINE LORD!...DELIVER ME FROM MY OWN PERSONAL PREFERENCES THAT STIFFEN MY NECK AND MAKE ME PROUD, JUDGMENTAL, ABLE TO MOCK AND SCORN! HELP LORD!! Personal preferences in politics, personal preferences in personalities, personal preferences in styles, or speech or in doctrines? Only HE can save us from enemies without and our own deceptive selves within.
And it’s HIM to Whom we give thanks and to Whom we give all praise! Oh how THANKFUL that He is able to take us where we are and arrest us in our tracks and roto rooter us out by His Holy Spirit and weave us together in a body that reveals Him to a lost and dying world – a body that is able to truly love one another! Please Lord, do it…not for our sakes, but for Your Great Name’s sake!
May you be blessed and encouraged to continue to grow in grace and in the knowledge of Him until we can hear Him say ‘Well done, thou good and faithful servant. Enter into the joy of your Lord!’…and me too please!
Lovingly, your sister here.
“I am the Lord your God, Who brought you out of the land of Egypt;
Open your mouth wide, and I will fill it. “But My people would not heed My voice,
And Israel would have none of Me. So I gave them over to their own stubborn heart,
To walk in their own counsels. “Oh, that My people would listen to Me,
That Israel would walk in My ways I would soon subdue their enemies,
The haters of the Lord would pretend submission to Him, But their fate would endure forever.
He would have fed them also with the finest of wheat; And with honey from the rock I would have satisfied you.”
Psalm 81:10-16
Greetings beloved sisters and brothers, for whom I am thankful.
May you glorify The Lord today whether you are in America and have a wonderful day separated to giving of thanks to Him for Who He is and for His provision, or if you are in a different country…free or not free…but ALWAYS SET FREE by The Holy Spirit to praise Him and to give Him thanks in ALL situations and circumstances. May we be found praising Him and glorifying Him for HE ALONE IS WORTHY! May we bring our own personal preferences and reasonings under the rod of HIS Spirit, to the cross, knowing that we do not belong to ANY of the kingdoms of this world, but we belong to His eternal kingdom. May our eyes be fixed on Him, just as He IS, and may our hearts be tuned to sing His Praise! Greetings! And JOYFUL THANKSGIVING to my American brothers and sisters.
First I want to thank all of you who so kindly prayed for me in my struggle with covid! I am finally much better now and deeply thankful.
I had a WONDERFUL experience in the midst. I have had to sort through our many collected possessions and try to shed myself of the baggage that I’m responsible for. It is hard to do with a life stock of memories! AND…IN THE MIDST…How thankful I am for having been alive to experience cassette tapes! (yep!) Oh, they were a great blessing in my life as they appeared when I first became a believer and thrived through my years in our remote Alaskan village. They not only filled me up with solid truth (Oh I was SO blessed to have it ‘simple’!!) but I found great joy in duplicating tapes to send out among people even more remote than I…I thrived on sharing tapes from my fellowship, and (perhaps some of you know) Campbell and Shelagh McAlpine’s tapes from Lydia and full sets of Little Pilgrim’s Progress and scripture tapes…what a privilege! When we moved here to Jerusalem, our fellowship’s meetings were also taped and I happily took over the job of working the tape duplicator.
Well, as we watch the world run, tapes gave way to CDs (which are now nearly obsolete as well) and I was graciously blessed with our fellowship’s no longer needed tape duplicator. I continued to share tapes, particularly Little Pilgrim’s Progress, for many years, but finally the duplicator entered a storage closet and I now became tasked with ‘finding someone who might want it.’ I advertised it for free on local web groups that I knew, but had no takers.
UNTIL!
I received a what’s app message on my phone: “Could you please tell me if the cassette duplicator is still available?” I about jumped with joy! “Yes, it is! Would you like it? It’s excellent and it’s free.” The photo of the sender was of a beautiful young woman and I was unsure of the context, so, being unfamiliar with the name ‘ I proceeded as if I were talking with a girl. I was surprised when the person showed up at my door. There stood a furtive, intense looking dark haired man perhaps in his late 20s or early 30s. I invited him in and we began to speak. ‘I’m curious. What will you do with a tape duplicator?’ He answered shyly that he actually didn’t KNOW WHAT a tape duplicator was, nor a cassette tape for that matter, but he was ‘sort of’ a musician so maybe he could do something with it. It was time to find out more. He warmed up to my ‘motherly’ arms and we were soon chatting like long lost family. ‘Actually, we just made Aliyah from Russia.’ My heart exploded as I recognized the source of the ‘furtive intensity’. War. Running from being drafted into a war that they didn’t believe in. They had left everything behind…they came with nothing. If a cassette duplicator was free, perhaps he could do something with it. The beautiful young woman in the photo on his what’s app was his young pregnant wife…and now I saw that she was touching a train window saying goodbye to a child…perhaps a sister. ‘Where are you living?’ I asked. ‘We don’t really have an apartment yet. We are staying with a friend. We have applied for an apartment but it is empty and we will have to fill it with everything.’
Now, how do I explain to you my feelings? I was looking at prophecy being fulfilled. Jeremiah 16:16 speaks of the last Aliyah “Behold, I will send for many fishermen,” says the Lord, “and they shall fish them; and afterward I will send for many hunters, and they shall hunt them from every mountain and every hill, and out of the holes of the rocks.” These are those who have escaped the hunters.
We spoke much more. I shared with him from my Aliyah experience and gave him phone numbers of groups who help olim, particularly from Russia. I re-assured him and promised to pray for them and yes hugged him and shared what I could. I have not done justice explaining about this experience, perhaps because I can’t fully digest it; I simply know that his presence at my door overwhelmed my heart! Please pray for them to (most important) come to know HIM Who brought them and also for their roots to be firmly planted where He Who rescued them intends them to be. We had been whats apping daily until the day that they got the key to their apartment. Suddenly he disappeared and I lost contact. I suspect that they simply have to get their internet hooked up and hope to find him again. I will let you know how this story continues if I can.
Yesterday morning, while reading my Bible, I heard that old ‘boom-thud’. You don’t forget that sound. I looked at my watch. It was just after 7. Within minutes there they were; the sirens. Screaming sirens seemingly coming from all directions. We live on the way to two of the three Jerusalem main hospitals; Shaare Tzedek (Gates of Righteousness) and Hadassah Ein Kerem. Yep. There went one…there went two…there went three – I lost count. I checked my local websites in English; YNET, Jerusalem Post, Times of Israel. Nothing yet. I switched to Hebrew YNET: Bus stop bombing at the entrance to the city…Highway 1 from Tel Aviv was closed. 10 injured…no, 11…no 18…no. The story was changing by the moment. 7:30 a second bomb went off at a bus stop in another Northern entrance to the city. More sirens. The story fleshed out, changing each minute. By the time it began appearing on the English sites we knew that one 16 year old yeshiva student had been killed and between 18-22 others injured. At around 7am a remote controlled bomb in a package had exploded next to a crowded bus stop at the entrance to Jerusalem via the neighborhood of Givat Shaul. At about 7:30 a similar bomb had gone off at a bus stop at the entrance to Jerusalem via the neighborhood of Ramot. The bombs were much more sophisticated than we have seen in a long time and were packed with nails and shrapnel, making the injuries much more horrific.
My mind went back…can it really be 22 years or more already? The second intifada was a dreadful time. Several buses blew up daily in the city. It was gruesome and heart wrenching. There were days when the bus behind me blew up and then the bus in front of me. People would walk in off the street to the doctor’s office where I worked with blast injuries. Trying to recall those years, it is hard to believe that I lived through them. They were intense and no one went untouched. It is amazing how quickly events like that can fade into the background, but for those of us who lived through it, it remains etched in diamond fragments in our minds and hearts.
And there was that ‘boom-thud’ again. You hear it in your stomach.
From the earliest reports, the media commentators and ‘experts’ were quick to say ‘Well, this is certainly NOT the beginning of another intifada! No, no, no! The makings are ‘different’. It can’t be.’ Hopefully it isn’t, and yet when I went for a walk later on, a construction site was blocking the sidewalk and I had to walk on to the lite rail tracks. An Arab worker kindly directed me and I greeted the second Arab worker at the far end of site. I wished him a good day (as is normal here) and at first he thanked me…and then he changed and laughed and said ‘Yes it IS a good day…a REALLY good day…a GREAT day!’ and I saw ‘it’ again! It shocks me every time… blood lust. I remembered the celebrations that took place in the streets during the intifada…candy thrown to the people, sweets served…rejoicing…Jewish blood has been successfully spilled. It is a horror to see…the bloodlust and rejoicing. No, we do not do that when our enemies are killed.
So yes, we PRAY that this is not another intifada beginning.
At the same time, in Ramala (the headquarters for the Palestinian Authority…or the PLO), there was a severe car accident and a young man was taken to the Ramala hospital. He was 17 years old…today, would have been his 18thbirthday. He was a Druze from the North of the country…but the rumor went around that he was an Israeli soldier…so…masked gunmen entered the hospital and disconnected him from life supports (killing him!) and took his body. (again with rejoicing and candy). HOWEVER… finding out that he wasn’t Jewish…wasn’t a soldier…but was a Druze, confused them. Woops! The Druzim in the north threatened to attack Ramala and today his body was returned. What should have been his 18th birthday became his funeral…and Israel mourned with them. Welcome to the LIVING Bible…before your eyes.
And a number of you have mentioned that ‘Now that we have a new prime minister…’ but ofcourse we don’t yet. It is a long process. The coalition ‘talks’ (bargaining) are ongoing. Elections are only the beginning. If one side can’t form a coalition, the other side gets to try. If no body can, we get to vote …AGAIN. It is not a pretty process and over the years I have learned not to speculate (so I won’t), and certainly not to believe what I read in the news (general media nor Christian media) …media in general. We simply don’t know.
As I read Psalm 81 (quoted above) this morning among my regular readings, I shivered at the horror of walking in my own stubborn heart’s leading…my own ways…my own counsel…and prayed again for the FEAR OF THE LORD…YOUR WILL AND NOT MINE LORD!...DELIVER ME FROM MY OWN PERSONAL PREFERENCES THAT STIFFEN MY NECK AND MAKE ME PROUD, JUDGMENTAL, ABLE TO MOCK AND SCORN! HELP LORD!! Personal preferences in politics, personal preferences in personalities, personal preferences in styles, or speech or in doctrines? Only HE can save us from enemies without and our own deceptive selves within.
And it’s HIM to Whom we give thanks and to Whom we give all praise! Oh how THANKFUL that He is able to take us where we are and arrest us in our tracks and roto rooter us out by His Holy Spirit and weave us together in a body that reveals Him to a lost and dying world – a body that is able to truly love one another! Please Lord, do it…not for our sakes, but for Your Great Name’s sake!
May you be blessed and encouraged to continue to grow in grace and in the knowledge of Him until we can hear Him say ‘Well done, thou good and faithful servant. Enter into the joy of your Lord!’…and me too please!
Lovingly, your sister here.
October 16, 2022
“‘Also on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, when you have gathered in the fruit of the land, you shall keep the feast of the Lord for seven days; on the first day there shall be a sabbath-rest, and on the eighth day a sabbath-rest. And you shall take for yourselves on the first day the fruit of beautiful trees, branches of palm trees, the boughs of leafy trees, and willows of the brook; and you shall rejoice before the Lord your God for seven days. You shall keep it as a feast to the Lord for seven days in the year. It shall be a statute forever in your generations. You shall celebrate it in the seventh month. You shall dwell in booths for seven days. All who are native Israelites shall dwell in booths, that your generations may know that I made the children of Israel dwell in booths when I brought them out of the land of Egypt: I am the Lord your God.’ ” So Moses declared to the children of Israel the feasts of the Lord.” Leviticus 23:39-44
Beloved sisters and brothers, greetings from Jerusalem as we approach the last day of Sukkot…a feast COMMANDED by The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. A feast KEPT by Messiah Yeshua, and kept by the children of Israel today as commanded above. May I write only for HIS glory and may you be edified and blessed. May we know HIM and fear HIM…as He IS…laying aside our limited understanding and being renewed in His Living Spirit.
Nearly everyone loves Sukkot (the feast of tabernacles), the last of the fall feasts. How can you NOT love being COMMANDED to stop everything and to rejoice IN THE LORD? The most exalted of men are told to build a flimsy shack with a roof of leaves that you can see the sky through and REMEMBER that you are so very very small and temporary… we are dust…finite and tiny…beloved and watched over by The Omnipotent and Eternal. HE is what it is about and for 7 days we are told to sit and contemplate and understand and remember and rejoice in HIM WHO created and keeps us. The feast ends tonight into tomorrow night with Simchat Torah, the joy of the Torah (the first 5 books of our Bible) …as the yearly reading cycle is completed…people will be dancing through the streets with the Torah scrolls, rejoicing in having read them and preparing to begin Genesis 1:1-6:6 this coming Shabbat.
Who could NOT love that? And it is meant to help us fall in love again with Him Who is Breath of Life.
I was not in Jerusalem for any of the ‘doings’ (this year) and I can only report seeing many people with their prayer shawls flying and their ‘lulavs’ in their hands to catch the train to the Western Wall – Kotel- (down the road in the Old City – Ir Attica - ) I did not see the Jerusalem March (always a high point of the festival) nor the blessing of the Cohanim given at the wall on another day…but yes, I have described them fully over the years.
So, what IS the ‘lulav’ and what does it mean? It’s meaning is interpreted by each denomination differently but basically it is the representative of the 4 species – the myrtle, the palm, the willow and there is a lemon like fruit called an ‘etrog’ or citron that is included. Basically, it is a symbolic prayer for rain, as our rainy season is about to begin…both the early and the late rains…the nation beseeches God for His mercy of rain. The lulav is bound together (except the etrog which is held in the left hand) and waved in the 4 directions, north, south, east and west while reciting a prayer (the translation according to one site: “Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the Universe, who has sanctified us with His commandments and has commanded us concerning the waving of the lulav. Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the Universe, who has granted us life, sustenance, and permitted us to reach this season.” Many people do this in their sukka and others go to the Wall to join together.
And yes, the city is full of tourists this year for the first time since covid. I have heard that the Christian Feast of Tabernacles brought about by the Christian Embassy of Jerusalem was full and there are other international groups hosting meetings and gatherings were also well attended.
But for me…I was in Haifa…up North. I was surprised by the number of Christian visitors who were gathered up there as well and also the large number of new Russian and Ukrainian immigrants and refugees being hosted by believers and fellowships that have guest and rest houses up there; it was encouraging and brought me joy. On our way to Haifa, we stopped at a large gathering of believers that takes place during sukkot. It has been many years since I was able to join but I was overjoyed to see how the believing community in the country has grown and in awe to see the fruitful young families…Praise God for His faithfulness!
And that brings me to what I can joyfully share that has been encouraging me: it is, for me, a new openness. I shared with you already about the other secretary asking me outright if I was a ‘Yehudit meshi’chi’ (a Jewish believer) and how there was no hemming and hawing in me…but a firm ‘yes’. I surprised myself that time. How many more opportunities I have suddenly had! I will quickly try to share a couple as my arm is paining me.
Y is a young (19 year old) bat sheroot (national service girl) who is also a ‘lone server’…in other words, she has arrived alone in the country to do national service with the aim of making Aliyah. She was assigned to me by the social worker because he felt that I had an interesting story. She is from New Jersey. We hit it off immediately… but… she is religious from a very religious family and I am who I am and I prayed about this. I decided to speak to her ‘sergeant’ (the overseer) and to explain that I was a believer and that I didn’t want to put her in a compromising position where either she would ‘turn me in to the government’ or find herself in confusion. When I took her overseers number the conversation opened up further and I explained my position to her. She begged me to let her stay with me even after a full explanation. With great joy I have added Y to my prayer list!
My arm is hindering me from writing more, but I am so thankful for this new freedom in His Spirit that I have had to share! I pray that it may be my offering to Him…that there would be fruit for His kingdom…eternal fruit as seeds are being planted even as we await the early rains.
I am so thankful for your prayers, for your love, for your patience and again for your prayers! Please forgive my mistakes and omissions, I am not re-reading this but will send it now. May you each be encouraged, and filled with a hunger that faces His Face…for He is faithful and merciful. May we glorify Him alone! Lovingly, your sister here.
“‘Also on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, when you have gathered in the fruit of the land, you shall keep the feast of the Lord for seven days; on the first day there shall be a sabbath-rest, and on the eighth day a sabbath-rest. And you shall take for yourselves on the first day the fruit of beautiful trees, branches of palm trees, the boughs of leafy trees, and willows of the brook; and you shall rejoice before the Lord your God for seven days. You shall keep it as a feast to the Lord for seven days in the year. It shall be a statute forever in your generations. You shall celebrate it in the seventh month. You shall dwell in booths for seven days. All who are native Israelites shall dwell in booths, that your generations may know that I made the children of Israel dwell in booths when I brought them out of the land of Egypt: I am the Lord your God.’ ” So Moses declared to the children of Israel the feasts of the Lord.” Leviticus 23:39-44
Beloved sisters and brothers, greetings from Jerusalem as we approach the last day of Sukkot…a feast COMMANDED by The God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. A feast KEPT by Messiah Yeshua, and kept by the children of Israel today as commanded above. May I write only for HIS glory and may you be edified and blessed. May we know HIM and fear HIM…as He IS…laying aside our limited understanding and being renewed in His Living Spirit.
Nearly everyone loves Sukkot (the feast of tabernacles), the last of the fall feasts. How can you NOT love being COMMANDED to stop everything and to rejoice IN THE LORD? The most exalted of men are told to build a flimsy shack with a roof of leaves that you can see the sky through and REMEMBER that you are so very very small and temporary… we are dust…finite and tiny…beloved and watched over by The Omnipotent and Eternal. HE is what it is about and for 7 days we are told to sit and contemplate and understand and remember and rejoice in HIM WHO created and keeps us. The feast ends tonight into tomorrow night with Simchat Torah, the joy of the Torah (the first 5 books of our Bible) …as the yearly reading cycle is completed…people will be dancing through the streets with the Torah scrolls, rejoicing in having read them and preparing to begin Genesis 1:1-6:6 this coming Shabbat.
Who could NOT love that? And it is meant to help us fall in love again with Him Who is Breath of Life.
I was not in Jerusalem for any of the ‘doings’ (this year) and I can only report seeing many people with their prayer shawls flying and their ‘lulavs’ in their hands to catch the train to the Western Wall – Kotel- (down the road in the Old City – Ir Attica - ) I did not see the Jerusalem March (always a high point of the festival) nor the blessing of the Cohanim given at the wall on another day…but yes, I have described them fully over the years.
So, what IS the ‘lulav’ and what does it mean? It’s meaning is interpreted by each denomination differently but basically it is the representative of the 4 species – the myrtle, the palm, the willow and there is a lemon like fruit called an ‘etrog’ or citron that is included. Basically, it is a symbolic prayer for rain, as our rainy season is about to begin…both the early and the late rains…the nation beseeches God for His mercy of rain. The lulav is bound together (except the etrog which is held in the left hand) and waved in the 4 directions, north, south, east and west while reciting a prayer (the translation according to one site: “Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the Universe, who has sanctified us with His commandments and has commanded us concerning the waving of the lulav. Blessed are You, Lord our God, King of the Universe, who has granted us life, sustenance, and permitted us to reach this season.” Many people do this in their sukka and others go to the Wall to join together.
And yes, the city is full of tourists this year for the first time since covid. I have heard that the Christian Feast of Tabernacles brought about by the Christian Embassy of Jerusalem was full and there are other international groups hosting meetings and gatherings were also well attended.
But for me…I was in Haifa…up North. I was surprised by the number of Christian visitors who were gathered up there as well and also the large number of new Russian and Ukrainian immigrants and refugees being hosted by believers and fellowships that have guest and rest houses up there; it was encouraging and brought me joy. On our way to Haifa, we stopped at a large gathering of believers that takes place during sukkot. It has been many years since I was able to join but I was overjoyed to see how the believing community in the country has grown and in awe to see the fruitful young families…Praise God for His faithfulness!
And that brings me to what I can joyfully share that has been encouraging me: it is, for me, a new openness. I shared with you already about the other secretary asking me outright if I was a ‘Yehudit meshi’chi’ (a Jewish believer) and how there was no hemming and hawing in me…but a firm ‘yes’. I surprised myself that time. How many more opportunities I have suddenly had! I will quickly try to share a couple as my arm is paining me.
Y is a young (19 year old) bat sheroot (national service girl) who is also a ‘lone server’…in other words, she has arrived alone in the country to do national service with the aim of making Aliyah. She was assigned to me by the social worker because he felt that I had an interesting story. She is from New Jersey. We hit it off immediately… but… she is religious from a very religious family and I am who I am and I prayed about this. I decided to speak to her ‘sergeant’ (the overseer) and to explain that I was a believer and that I didn’t want to put her in a compromising position where either she would ‘turn me in to the government’ or find herself in confusion. When I took her overseers number the conversation opened up further and I explained my position to her. She begged me to let her stay with me even after a full explanation. With great joy I have added Y to my prayer list!
My arm is hindering me from writing more, but I am so thankful for this new freedom in His Spirit that I have had to share! I pray that it may be my offering to Him…that there would be fruit for His kingdom…eternal fruit as seeds are being planted even as we await the early rains.
I am so thankful for your prayers, for your love, for your patience and again for your prayers! Please forgive my mistakes and omissions, I am not re-reading this but will send it now. May you each be encouraged, and filled with a hunger that faces His Face…for He is faithful and merciful. May we glorify Him alone! Lovingly, your sister here.
October 5, 2022
“So I sought for a man among them who would make a wall, and stand in the gap before Me on behalf of the land, that I should not destroy it; but I found no one.” EZEKIEL 22:30
Greetings, brothers and sisters…as Yom Kippur ends here in Jerusalem…as the silence gives way and cars begin to drive again, as Israelis sit around the dinner table breaking the fast…soon the trains and buses will start up- Ben Gurion airport will open our air spaces again…I greet you in The Name of The Savior, The Atonement…The Lamb Who freely poured out His own Blood to, oh, glory to God, cover my sins, so black and deadly…to Him be glory and honor and praise forever! In HIS NAME I greet you! May you be edified and blessed and may HE be glorified!
These letters: The very first letter that I wrote was 28 years ago today…on Yom Kippur…the day of atonement…the day commanded in Leviticus 23 and 16 and other places to afflict our souls and atone for our sins. It was that day 28 years ago that I first saw how it was observed in Israel and I was taken aback and wrote and prayed and wrote and prayed more…and it was out of that day that these letters were born.
This year I could not write during the fast as I had grown accustomed to doing. This year His Spirit overwhelmed me and when I was not in His Presence, I was resting…and even then, in His Presence. My Pastor sent out notes yesterday (see below). I include it to bless you for I am blessed to have such a man of God as my Pastor. He has always been faithful to me…may He BLESS His godly shepherds!
This year has been extremely different for me. I have always (since being saved) looked forward to Yom Kippur, a day set apart by The Lord to ONLY SEEK HIM. For the past few years, I have read and prayed through the book of Hebrews and it has been richer each time. I was looking forward to doing the same again…but God had other plans for me…a path that He has been laying out before me since my husband’s accident and then passing… and the fall that broke my arm…and some other sobering, attention getting events in my life. Life. It was 47.5 years ago when I first met Him that the above verse was stamped upon me…perhaps within days of first seeing Him. It has again been gnawing at me, calling to me and it blazed before my eyes, displayed itself as distinctly and as dramatically as the Northern Lights above my head, calling me back…remember! My reading was then directed to Exodus 24-34…Moses standing in the breach for the people whom GOD had chosen! Moses, reminding HIM that the Egyptians were watching… as even now the world is watching. What glee there would be in the realms of darkness if they could ever possibly chant ‘He couldn’t do it! They were too stiff necked for even HIM! They were too blind, too rebellious, too sinful! Even HE had to give up on them and cast the into outer darkness…so Moses stood in the gap…in the breach…in the cleft of the Rock he said “…Show me now Your way, That I may know You and that I may find grace in your sight, and consider that this nation is Your people…” Exod. 33:13
I read Romans 9-11 and remembered how Jeremiah prayed against his own people who were persecuting Him in Lam. 3:65 “Give them a veiled heart. Your curse be upon them.” With a veiled heart and blinded eyes our people still walk in traditions that can not save them. As I continued reading, I read again about The Lamb shedding HIS Blood for us and how ABBA GOD RENT THE VEIL OF THE TEMPLE FROM TOP TO BOTTOM, and I cried out for Him to rend the veil from our eyes, for only He Who put it there, can! I remember how it was when the veil was rent from my eyes…like scales falling off…like glass shattering… I was blind but suddenly it was all so very very clear, what I couldn’t see minutes before! No one convinced me…HE tore the veil!
And I want to go into that gap for my people! I read in Exodus about the ephod and the breast plate…how the priest (the Cohen) was to bare the names of the children of Israel on his shoulders (facing upward toward heaven) and over his heart…fastened there by chains…linked together…the body…here we are Lord.
Oh I would share so much more but I dare not type more. My arm is not yet healed and is already aching, so I commit you to Him Who I am confident will lead you deeper and deeper into the place that He has for you…to fulfill His purposes through you and to bring glory to Himself. I long to write more but dare not. May you be blessed in His Presence! Lovingly, your sister in Jerusalem still.
(PLEASE RECEIVE MY PASTOR’S NOTES)
Some notes for prayer on the Day of Atonement, for Israel's reconciliation with the Son of God.
Matt. 23:39 For I say to you, you shall see Me no more until you say, "Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!'"
Tonight begins the Day of Atonement.
For the last 30 or so days, thousands of people have been gathering at the Western Wall for nights of reciting selichot. Selichot are special prayers recited in the weeks preceding Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. [Morfix - online Hebrew-English dictionary) [Slicha in modern Hebrew means 'excuse me' or 'sorry.']
The high moment came on the concluding night, last night. Tens of thousands gathered for the main event led by important religious leaders and the most talented cantors in the recitation of the Selichot.
In one of the high moments, the cantor sang Exodus 34: 6-7, with the crowd responding with great emotion.
Ex. 34:6 And the LORD passed before him and proclaimed, "The LORD, the LORD God, merciful and gracious, longsuffering, and abounding in goodness and truth,
Ex. 34:7 keeping mercy for thousands, forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin, by no means clearing the guilty, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children and the children's children to the third and the fourth generation."
But it was all so heartbreaking.
For with this, the words of Messiah rang in our hearts:
Matt. 23:39 for I say to you, you shall see Me no more until you say, "Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!'"
It may be that many left the event last night feeling satisfied by the very act and effort of praying prayers for forgiveness, content with their asking regardless of the absence of an answer from God! Religion can satisfy to a point, yet it does not result in peace with God. (See Romans 5:1-2)
Matt. 23:39 For I say to you, you shall see Me no more until you say, "Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!'"
But this does not mean that the resurrected and ascended Savior is indifferent to the cries of His nation.
No! The "until" in that verse is not an expression of cold-hearted prophecy, merely mechanical, but of the Savior's passion to reconcile with His people.
As Joseph when he saw Benjamin, Yeshua, no doubt, yearns for His brothers according to the flesh.
Gen. 43:30 "Now his heart yearned for his brother; so Joseph made haste and sought somewhere to weep. And he went into his chamber and wept there."
Why did Joseph, although heartbroken, withhold himself and behave as a stranger to his brothers?
Because there was not yet conviction of sin in their hearts! Only when the brothers came to their end, only when they realized that their sins had found them out, and only when Judah expressed such brokenness before Joseph, only then did Joseph reveal His identity, and they were reconciled.
The same process is seen in Zechariah 12. Speaking on Zechariah 12, Charles Feinberg says: "Here's the parallel, first their broken-down condition, then his presentation of himself to them, like unbelieving Thomas, they're not going to believe until they see his hand and His feet."
First, The Spirit of repentance (and conviction) falls on the nation and opens their eyes to their condition, then The Great and crushing Revelation of Him whom we pierced as the provision for the need. Then faith arises to look unto Him for salvation and cleansing. (Zechariah 13:1)
God must do something for Israel; if He does not send the Spirit and reveals Himself, Israel cannot turn.
For I say to you, you shall see Me no more till you say, "Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!'" Matt. 23:39
"Blessed is He who comes" clearly points to the fact that God initiates. It is He who comes, and it is He who pours out His Spirit upon us.
If you carefully read the prophets, you will see this point. In Ezekiel 37:1-14, for instance, it is clearly seen that Israel's restoration is entirely an act of God.
Ezek. 37:3 And He said to me, "Son of man, can these bones live?" So I answered, "O Lord GOD, You know.
Ezekiel's response means: "Lord, only you can." Bones cannot decide to live; they're dead! The entire scene in that vision shows clearly that It is an act of God, initiated by the LORD as He commands Ezekiel to prophesy.
"So I prophesied as I was commanded; and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and suddenly a rattling; and the bones came together, bone to bone." (Ezekiel 37:7)
But even after Israel's national resurrection. She is dead spiritually. This is where we are now.
"Indeed, as I looked, the sinews and the flesh came upon them, and the skin covered them over, but there was no breath in them." Ezekiel 37:8
God then commands Ezekiel to prophesy and command the breath to come. (Vs. 9)
The rest of the verses (10-14) and the parallel passage in Ezekiel 36:23-28 bring this point out.
Nothing will happen until God moves.
That is why prayer and intercession are so vital and crucially important.
Luke 11:2 So He said to them, "When you pray, say: Our Father in heaven, Hallowed be Your name. Your kingdom come. Your will be done On earth as it is in heaven.
If prayer is not crucial and essential, why would Yeshua teach them to pray at all, especially in such a manner?
This specific prayer, for God's will to be done on earth as in heaven, is The Great Battlefield! This is true in each of our lives, as it is true of Israel and the world as a whole.
The lines are drawn between God's will and everyone else's.
The will of God is clearly expressed in the Word of God!
It is interesting that in Luke, immediately preceding this teaching on prayer, we find the account of Mary's choice of the 'better part.' That is, she chose the Word of God in the mouth of Yeshua.
The battle then is over the Word/Will of God to be done on the earth.
The longer we pray over the Word for the Will of God to be done, the deeper our conviction of the urgency of praying in this way.
As we pray thus, our hearts are seized by His passion for His Kingdom to come. For His desire to dwell in the midst of His people, for His Kingdom to be established on the earth.
Let us give ourselves to prayer. Today and ever.
God bless you.
Ofer
“So I sought for a man among them who would make a wall, and stand in the gap before Me on behalf of the land, that I should not destroy it; but I found no one.” EZEKIEL 22:30
Greetings, brothers and sisters…as Yom Kippur ends here in Jerusalem…as the silence gives way and cars begin to drive again, as Israelis sit around the dinner table breaking the fast…soon the trains and buses will start up- Ben Gurion airport will open our air spaces again…I greet you in The Name of The Savior, The Atonement…The Lamb Who freely poured out His own Blood to, oh, glory to God, cover my sins, so black and deadly…to Him be glory and honor and praise forever! In HIS NAME I greet you! May you be edified and blessed and may HE be glorified!
These letters: The very first letter that I wrote was 28 years ago today…on Yom Kippur…the day of atonement…the day commanded in Leviticus 23 and 16 and other places to afflict our souls and atone for our sins. It was that day 28 years ago that I first saw how it was observed in Israel and I was taken aback and wrote and prayed and wrote and prayed more…and it was out of that day that these letters were born.
This year I could not write during the fast as I had grown accustomed to doing. This year His Spirit overwhelmed me and when I was not in His Presence, I was resting…and even then, in His Presence. My Pastor sent out notes yesterday (see below). I include it to bless you for I am blessed to have such a man of God as my Pastor. He has always been faithful to me…may He BLESS His godly shepherds!
This year has been extremely different for me. I have always (since being saved) looked forward to Yom Kippur, a day set apart by The Lord to ONLY SEEK HIM. For the past few years, I have read and prayed through the book of Hebrews and it has been richer each time. I was looking forward to doing the same again…but God had other plans for me…a path that He has been laying out before me since my husband’s accident and then passing… and the fall that broke my arm…and some other sobering, attention getting events in my life. Life. It was 47.5 years ago when I first met Him that the above verse was stamped upon me…perhaps within days of first seeing Him. It has again been gnawing at me, calling to me and it blazed before my eyes, displayed itself as distinctly and as dramatically as the Northern Lights above my head, calling me back…remember! My reading was then directed to Exodus 24-34…Moses standing in the breach for the people whom GOD had chosen! Moses, reminding HIM that the Egyptians were watching… as even now the world is watching. What glee there would be in the realms of darkness if they could ever possibly chant ‘He couldn’t do it! They were too stiff necked for even HIM! They were too blind, too rebellious, too sinful! Even HE had to give up on them and cast the into outer darkness…so Moses stood in the gap…in the breach…in the cleft of the Rock he said “…Show me now Your way, That I may know You and that I may find grace in your sight, and consider that this nation is Your people…” Exod. 33:13
I read Romans 9-11 and remembered how Jeremiah prayed against his own people who were persecuting Him in Lam. 3:65 “Give them a veiled heart. Your curse be upon them.” With a veiled heart and blinded eyes our people still walk in traditions that can not save them. As I continued reading, I read again about The Lamb shedding HIS Blood for us and how ABBA GOD RENT THE VEIL OF THE TEMPLE FROM TOP TO BOTTOM, and I cried out for Him to rend the veil from our eyes, for only He Who put it there, can! I remember how it was when the veil was rent from my eyes…like scales falling off…like glass shattering… I was blind but suddenly it was all so very very clear, what I couldn’t see minutes before! No one convinced me…HE tore the veil!
And I want to go into that gap for my people! I read in Exodus about the ephod and the breast plate…how the priest (the Cohen) was to bare the names of the children of Israel on his shoulders (facing upward toward heaven) and over his heart…fastened there by chains…linked together…the body…here we are Lord.
Oh I would share so much more but I dare not type more. My arm is not yet healed and is already aching, so I commit you to Him Who I am confident will lead you deeper and deeper into the place that He has for you…to fulfill His purposes through you and to bring glory to Himself. I long to write more but dare not. May you be blessed in His Presence! Lovingly, your sister in Jerusalem still.
(PLEASE RECEIVE MY PASTOR’S NOTES)
Some notes for prayer on the Day of Atonement, for Israel's reconciliation with the Son of God.
Matt. 23:39 For I say to you, you shall see Me no more until you say, "Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!'"
Tonight begins the Day of Atonement.
For the last 30 or so days, thousands of people have been gathering at the Western Wall for nights of reciting selichot. Selichot are special prayers recited in the weeks preceding Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. [Morfix - online Hebrew-English dictionary) [Slicha in modern Hebrew means 'excuse me' or 'sorry.']
The high moment came on the concluding night, last night. Tens of thousands gathered for the main event led by important religious leaders and the most talented cantors in the recitation of the Selichot.
In one of the high moments, the cantor sang Exodus 34: 6-7, with the crowd responding with great emotion.
Ex. 34:6 And the LORD passed before him and proclaimed, "The LORD, the LORD God, merciful and gracious, longsuffering, and abounding in goodness and truth,
Ex. 34:7 keeping mercy for thousands, forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin, by no means clearing the guilty, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children and the children's children to the third and the fourth generation."
But it was all so heartbreaking.
For with this, the words of Messiah rang in our hearts:
Matt. 23:39 for I say to you, you shall see Me no more until you say, "Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!'"
It may be that many left the event last night feeling satisfied by the very act and effort of praying prayers for forgiveness, content with their asking regardless of the absence of an answer from God! Religion can satisfy to a point, yet it does not result in peace with God. (See Romans 5:1-2)
Matt. 23:39 For I say to you, you shall see Me no more until you say, "Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!'"
But this does not mean that the resurrected and ascended Savior is indifferent to the cries of His nation.
No! The "until" in that verse is not an expression of cold-hearted prophecy, merely mechanical, but of the Savior's passion to reconcile with His people.
As Joseph when he saw Benjamin, Yeshua, no doubt, yearns for His brothers according to the flesh.
Gen. 43:30 "Now his heart yearned for his brother; so Joseph made haste and sought somewhere to weep. And he went into his chamber and wept there."
Why did Joseph, although heartbroken, withhold himself and behave as a stranger to his brothers?
Because there was not yet conviction of sin in their hearts! Only when the brothers came to their end, only when they realized that their sins had found them out, and only when Judah expressed such brokenness before Joseph, only then did Joseph reveal His identity, and they were reconciled.
The same process is seen in Zechariah 12. Speaking on Zechariah 12, Charles Feinberg says: "Here's the parallel, first their broken-down condition, then his presentation of himself to them, like unbelieving Thomas, they're not going to believe until they see his hand and His feet."
First, The Spirit of repentance (and conviction) falls on the nation and opens their eyes to their condition, then The Great and crushing Revelation of Him whom we pierced as the provision for the need. Then faith arises to look unto Him for salvation and cleansing. (Zechariah 13:1)
God must do something for Israel; if He does not send the Spirit and reveals Himself, Israel cannot turn.
For I say to you, you shall see Me no more till you say, "Blessed is He who comes in the name of the LORD!'" Matt. 23:39
"Blessed is He who comes" clearly points to the fact that God initiates. It is He who comes, and it is He who pours out His Spirit upon us.
If you carefully read the prophets, you will see this point. In Ezekiel 37:1-14, for instance, it is clearly seen that Israel's restoration is entirely an act of God.
Ezek. 37:3 And He said to me, "Son of man, can these bones live?" So I answered, "O Lord GOD, You know.
Ezekiel's response means: "Lord, only you can." Bones cannot decide to live; they're dead! The entire scene in that vision shows clearly that It is an act of God, initiated by the LORD as He commands Ezekiel to prophesy.
"So I prophesied as I was commanded; and as I prophesied, there was a noise, and suddenly a rattling; and the bones came together, bone to bone." (Ezekiel 37:7)
But even after Israel's national resurrection. She is dead spiritually. This is where we are now.
"Indeed, as I looked, the sinews and the flesh came upon them, and the skin covered them over, but there was no breath in them." Ezekiel 37:8
God then commands Ezekiel to prophesy and command the breath to come. (Vs. 9)
The rest of the verses (10-14) and the parallel passage in Ezekiel 36:23-28 bring this point out.
Nothing will happen until God moves.
That is why prayer and intercession are so vital and crucially important.
Luke 11:2 So He said to them, "When you pray, say: Our Father in heaven, Hallowed be Your name. Your kingdom come. Your will be done On earth as it is in heaven.
If prayer is not crucial and essential, why would Yeshua teach them to pray at all, especially in such a manner?
This specific prayer, for God's will to be done on earth as in heaven, is The Great Battlefield! This is true in each of our lives, as it is true of Israel and the world as a whole.
The lines are drawn between God's will and everyone else's.
The will of God is clearly expressed in the Word of God!
It is interesting that in Luke, immediately preceding this teaching on prayer, we find the account of Mary's choice of the 'better part.' That is, she chose the Word of God in the mouth of Yeshua.
The battle then is over the Word/Will of God to be done on the earth.
The longer we pray over the Word for the Will of God to be done, the deeper our conviction of the urgency of praying in this way.
As we pray thus, our hearts are seized by His passion for His Kingdom to come. For His desire to dwell in the midst of His people, for His Kingdom to be established on the earth.
Let us give ourselves to prayer. Today and ever.
God bless you.
Ofer
September 16, 2022
Luke 12:22-32 “Then He said to His disciples, “Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; nor about the body, what you will put on. Life is more than food, and the body is more than clothing. Consider the ravens, for they neither sow nor reap, which have neither storehouse nor barn; and God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds? And which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature? If you then are not able to do the least, why are you anxious for the rest? Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothes the grass, which today is in the field and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will He clothe you, O you of little faith?
“And do not seek what you should eat or what you should drink, nor have an anxious mind. For all these things the nations of the world seek after, and your Father knows that you need these things. But seek [c]the kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added to you.
“Do not fear, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.”
***
Phil. 3:6-7 “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.”
Dearest sisters and brothers, Greetings in The most precious Name above all names, Yeshua h’Meshiach…Jesus Christ! May HE be glorified! May HE be blessed and may HE be known for Who He Is. May you each be blessed and edified!
Thank you so very much for all of your prayers. He has carried me and continues to carry me through these difficult already 5 months. My broken arm is beginning to heal and I believe that I can type a bit…not a long letter, but I know that you will be blessed because I will include two lovely informative articles written by my dear friend, Janet Aslan.
So much has happened here and around the world since I last was able to write.
Asking The Lord where this new path that is still hidden from me was to go…waiting on Him for His directions while I kept ‘doing the next thing’…then breaking my arm and finding myself ‘on a shelf’ and UNABLE to ‘do the next thing’…everything that I have known to do was laid on the altar before Him…including these letters. ‘Lord, If You are no longer in it, then a burnt offering it is.’ Tentatively, He has confirmed to my heart that I am to continue writing…so here I am and again, thank you so much for your prayers. It is a dangerous time to be stepping out of His boundaries as the path grows narrower and the days grow darker.
And so, I woke one morning in the midst of all of this and suddenly realize that we have entered the month of Elul! Many of you remember, but some of you perhaps don’t: Elul is the 12th month on the modern Jewish calendar and the shofar is blown daily…it is the month of repentance [Slichot]…the month of soul searching…reading of Psalms and seeking mercy before The Books and Book open in heaven and The Lord judges and seals the year to come. It hales the beginning of the Fall Feasts; Rosh h’Shana (the new year but biblically the day of the blowing of the trumpets); Yom Kippur, the actual day of atonement…the most solemn and awesome day of the Jewish year marked by full fasting and prayer; and finally, Sukkot (the wonderfully festive and joyful feast of Tabernacles or booths).
I am looking forward to the NEW YEAR! This one has been hard. I have no guarantee that the next one will not be hard, even harder…but it will not be the same. That brings me to the well known verses that I put at the head of this letter. The verses are so familiar but the battle to obey them seems more common than we would want to admit. Be anxious for NOTHING! NOTHING!
When my husband left this world on the 27th of April, I began to understand some of the ‘other’ differences between those who have the blessing of Yeshua living in them and those who don’t (yet). I saw that we don’t, in fact, grieve as others do who have no hope. I became aware of those beating their breasts and wailing…and my heart sat in silent peace…held in His Hand. It made me think of the GREAT GIFT that we have…the forgiveness of sin…the atonement has been made and has prevailed in our lives, and oh, praise GOD! We are FREE from the sting of death! I see my people seeking that quiet heart and assurance of their names being inscribed in the Book of Life…but where is the sacrifice…the COMMANDED SACRIFICE FOR SIN? It is not in the chickens twirled around the head 3 times…nor is the assurance of forgiveness and a clean heart found by tossing our sins into the running water…nor in the day of prayers and fasting. This past 5 months has brought home to me the REALITY of the fact that I have forgiveness…cleansing from sin and life eternal.
Please pray for the Jewish people, my people after the flesh, that THIS YEAR the veil that He put over their eyes will be ripped off and Yeshua will be revealed. He is IN these Holidays…all of them. The trumpet is sounding and He is calling. May we hear and heed!
I dare not use my arm any longer to type although I long to. For those of you who may not be as familiar with the feasts commanded by The Lord as others, I will include a (very incomplete) list of scriptures to look at. I like to read the book of Hebrews during the Yom Kippur fast as it speaks so much of the atonement. For your edification I will also enclose two of Janet’s article; you will feel as if you have been here on a tour! I send my love and hope to write again soon.
Lovingly, your sister along the path.
Exodus 23:14-
Leviticus 16:29
Leviticus 23
Deuteronomy 16
Deuteronomy 31:10-14
Deuteronomy 32:10
Numbers 10:1-10
Numbers 29:1-6
Ezra 3:1-4
Nehemiah 8:1-
Zechariah 8:18
1 Kings 8:2-
John 7:2,37
(Janet’s article 1 for your enjoyment)
Tzofim—Israeli Scouts
Tzofim—Israel’s Future Leaders
Every Friday, in the early afternoon, a quiet hush begins to descend upon the Land of Israel as preparations begin for Shabbat (Sabbath). However, in many neighborhoods across the country, one can find groups exuberantly noisy children wearing khaki shirts with colorful neckties happily participating in activities led by
teens only slightly older than they are. They are members of Tzofim, or the Hebrew Scouts.
I live in an apartment building across the street from Kikar Denya (Denmark Square) in Jerusalem’s Beit HaKerem neighborhood. In past years, it has provided a goodvantage point to observe the weekly Tzofim gatherings. Open to children from the ages of 9–18, the Hebrew Scouts movement has a wonderfully rich history which is deeply interwoven into the fabric of the modern Zionist movement. One of the foundational principles the Tzofim movement teaches is love of the Land and its people. Young Israeli boys and girls learn through experiences in nature, working together as a team as the meet challenges and learn skills needed to become productive citizens. Volunteering and community service are stressed and leadership skills are developed and honed as the older teens teach the younger scouts.
Open to both boys and girls from its founding in 1919, Tzofim was the first Zionist youth movement and played an important role in the establishment of the modern State of Israel. During the 1940s, its best scouting graduates were sent to join the Palmach, the elite fighting force of the Jewish underground during the British
Mandate Period.
Tzofim graduates also helped the early Jewish community absorb the new olim (immigrants) who managed to make it through the British blockade prior to the establishment of the State of Israel. And as pioneers, these graduates built communities and strengthened the peripheries of the fledgling State of Israel.
Today Tzofim is alive and well with more than 90,000 members. It remains staunchly Zionistic in its outlook, striving to instill in its young members a strong Jewish–Israeli identity, the importance of helping others, community involvement, equality along with a love of nature and desire to protect the environment. There is an emphasis on including certain groups of children, like new immigrants or youth who are at risk, making them part of the larger family and showing them they have a place in society. Another division of Tzofim works to strengthen the bond
between Israel and Hebrew-speaking children who live in the Diaspora (outside Israel) by sending young teachers from the Land to lead programs that mirror the ones here.
When looking at a list of Tzofim graduates, it is evident that the program has succeeded admirably in producing leaders. Maj.–Gen. Herzi Halevi, who will become the Israel Defense Forces (IDF) chief of staff in January as well as the current IDF chief of staff, Lt. Gen. Aviv Kochavi are both former scouts. From the political field,
former prime minister Benjamin Netanyahu as well as current Minister of Transportation, Merav Michaeli were part of the Tzofim in their youth. The extensive list also includes members of academia, the media and the arts.
Youth are the future of any country. As it has from its beginnings over 100 years ago, the Israeli scouting movement continues to invest in the future by teaching its children. And from the sound of the exuberantly noisy children in Kikar Denya on Friday afternoons, they are doing a good job of accomplishing that goal.
Janet Aslin
(Janet’s article 2 for your enjoyment)
Waiting for Rain
It has been a long, hot, dry summer. Of course, that’s not unusual in Israel where the rainy season typically lasts from October until early May. Still, by September there is a longing for that first gentle soaking rain to blanket the Land.
There have been a few signs of the coming rain—puffy clouds with gray centers that looked like they might deliver a few raindrops or the weather forecast that called for slight drizzle in Jerusalem on September 6. Sadly, neither of these proved accurate. Although in the past rain has fallen in late August/early September, it is still a bit early for the rainy season to begin.
When can we expect rain? If you were to ask that question of an Israeli, you would probably receive this answer: “Sukkot (Feast of Tabernacles or Booths).” Some Israelis are certain that rain will fall on the first day while others believe the official beginning of the rainy season is Shemini Atzeret (eighth day of solemn assembly or Sukkot), when a prayer for rain is added to their liturgy. “My Jewish Learning” offers this explanation: “The prayer is delayed until Shemini Atzeret because it should not be invoked when fine weather is needed to enable us to dwell in the sukkah (Talmud, Sukkah28b).
So, if the weather patterns follow tradition, we have a few more weeks to go. This year Sukkot begins the evening of October 9 and Shemini Atzeret on the evening of October 16.
Not everyone agrees with this assessment however. This June Israel Hayom published an article which posed the question, “Will rain in the summer soon be the norm?” This year there were still sprinkles in June and according to researchers, “An analysis of rainy days in the country going back as far as 1860 indicates that Israel's rainy season has gradually shifted to both start and end later on in the year.”
As if in agreement, the Upper Galilee region experienced a short, but fairly heavy rain shower on August 21. The Jerusalem Post quoted one resident as saying they felt like they were in Thailand for the brief ten-minute downpour. However, Jerusalem remained hot and humid.
Like a child waiting for my birthday or some other special occasion, rain seems a long way off. I long to experience that first rainfall of the season when people run outside to enjoy the refreshing drops of moisture from heaven. I think about what God said to His people so long ago, “the land which you cross over to possess is a land of hills and valleys, which drinks water from the rain of heaven” (Deut. 11:11).
I am certain that other people in other lands also long for rain after a hot and dry summer. But there is something significant and special about waiting for the rain of heaven to fall on the eternal city of Jerusalem.
In closing, listen to the words of the Shemini Atzeret prayer for rain:
“You are Adonai, our God
Who causes the wind to blow and the rain to fall.
For blessing and not for curse. Amen.
For life and not for death. Amen.
For plenty and not for lack. Amen.”
May the rain we are waiting for come at Your appointed time.
Luke 12:22-32 “Then He said to His disciples, “Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat; nor about the body, what you will put on. Life is more than food, and the body is more than clothing. Consider the ravens, for they neither sow nor reap, which have neither storehouse nor barn; and God feeds them. Of how much more value are you than the birds? And which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature? If you then are not able to do the least, why are you anxious for the rest? Consider the lilies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If then God so clothes the grass, which today is in the field and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, how much more will He clothe you, O you of little faith?
“And do not seek what you should eat or what you should drink, nor have an anxious mind. For all these things the nations of the world seek after, and your Father knows that you need these things. But seek [c]the kingdom of God, and all these things shall be added to you.
“Do not fear, little flock, for it is your Father’s good pleasure to give you the kingdom.”
***
Phil. 3:6-7 “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.”
Dearest sisters and brothers, Greetings in The most precious Name above all names, Yeshua h’Meshiach…Jesus Christ! May HE be glorified! May HE be blessed and may HE be known for Who He Is. May you each be blessed and edified!
Thank you so very much for all of your prayers. He has carried me and continues to carry me through these difficult already 5 months. My broken arm is beginning to heal and I believe that I can type a bit…not a long letter, but I know that you will be blessed because I will include two lovely informative articles written by my dear friend, Janet Aslan.
So much has happened here and around the world since I last was able to write.
Asking The Lord where this new path that is still hidden from me was to go…waiting on Him for His directions while I kept ‘doing the next thing’…then breaking my arm and finding myself ‘on a shelf’ and UNABLE to ‘do the next thing’…everything that I have known to do was laid on the altar before Him…including these letters. ‘Lord, If You are no longer in it, then a burnt offering it is.’ Tentatively, He has confirmed to my heart that I am to continue writing…so here I am and again, thank you so much for your prayers. It is a dangerous time to be stepping out of His boundaries as the path grows narrower and the days grow darker.
And so, I woke one morning in the midst of all of this and suddenly realize that we have entered the month of Elul! Many of you remember, but some of you perhaps don’t: Elul is the 12th month on the modern Jewish calendar and the shofar is blown daily…it is the month of repentance [Slichot]…the month of soul searching…reading of Psalms and seeking mercy before The Books and Book open in heaven and The Lord judges and seals the year to come. It hales the beginning of the Fall Feasts; Rosh h’Shana (the new year but biblically the day of the blowing of the trumpets); Yom Kippur, the actual day of atonement…the most solemn and awesome day of the Jewish year marked by full fasting and prayer; and finally, Sukkot (the wonderfully festive and joyful feast of Tabernacles or booths).
I am looking forward to the NEW YEAR! This one has been hard. I have no guarantee that the next one will not be hard, even harder…but it will not be the same. That brings me to the well known verses that I put at the head of this letter. The verses are so familiar but the battle to obey them seems more common than we would want to admit. Be anxious for NOTHING! NOTHING!
When my husband left this world on the 27th of April, I began to understand some of the ‘other’ differences between those who have the blessing of Yeshua living in them and those who don’t (yet). I saw that we don’t, in fact, grieve as others do who have no hope. I became aware of those beating their breasts and wailing…and my heart sat in silent peace…held in His Hand. It made me think of the GREAT GIFT that we have…the forgiveness of sin…the atonement has been made and has prevailed in our lives, and oh, praise GOD! We are FREE from the sting of death! I see my people seeking that quiet heart and assurance of their names being inscribed in the Book of Life…but where is the sacrifice…the COMMANDED SACRIFICE FOR SIN? It is not in the chickens twirled around the head 3 times…nor is the assurance of forgiveness and a clean heart found by tossing our sins into the running water…nor in the day of prayers and fasting. This past 5 months has brought home to me the REALITY of the fact that I have forgiveness…cleansing from sin and life eternal.
Please pray for the Jewish people, my people after the flesh, that THIS YEAR the veil that He put over their eyes will be ripped off and Yeshua will be revealed. He is IN these Holidays…all of them. The trumpet is sounding and He is calling. May we hear and heed!
I dare not use my arm any longer to type although I long to. For those of you who may not be as familiar with the feasts commanded by The Lord as others, I will include a (very incomplete) list of scriptures to look at. I like to read the book of Hebrews during the Yom Kippur fast as it speaks so much of the atonement. For your edification I will also enclose two of Janet’s article; you will feel as if you have been here on a tour! I send my love and hope to write again soon.
Lovingly, your sister along the path.
Exodus 23:14-
Leviticus 16:29
Leviticus 23
Deuteronomy 16
Deuteronomy 31:10-14
Deuteronomy 32:10
Numbers 10:1-10
Numbers 29:1-6
Ezra 3:1-4
Nehemiah 8:1-
Zechariah 8:18
1 Kings 8:2-
John 7:2,37
(Janet’s article 1 for your enjoyment)
Tzofim—Israeli Scouts
Tzofim—Israel’s Future Leaders
Every Friday, in the early afternoon, a quiet hush begins to descend upon the Land of Israel as preparations begin for Shabbat (Sabbath). However, in many neighborhoods across the country, one can find groups exuberantly noisy children wearing khaki shirts with colorful neckties happily participating in activities led by
teens only slightly older than they are. They are members of Tzofim, or the Hebrew Scouts.
I live in an apartment building across the street from Kikar Denya (Denmark Square) in Jerusalem’s Beit HaKerem neighborhood. In past years, it has provided a goodvantage point to observe the weekly Tzofim gatherings. Open to children from the ages of 9–18, the Hebrew Scouts movement has a wonderfully rich history which is deeply interwoven into the fabric of the modern Zionist movement. One of the foundational principles the Tzofim movement teaches is love of the Land and its people. Young Israeli boys and girls learn through experiences in nature, working together as a team as the meet challenges and learn skills needed to become productive citizens. Volunteering and community service are stressed and leadership skills are developed and honed as the older teens teach the younger scouts.
Open to both boys and girls from its founding in 1919, Tzofim was the first Zionist youth movement and played an important role in the establishment of the modern State of Israel. During the 1940s, its best scouting graduates were sent to join the Palmach, the elite fighting force of the Jewish underground during the British
Mandate Period.
Tzofim graduates also helped the early Jewish community absorb the new olim (immigrants) who managed to make it through the British blockade prior to the establishment of the State of Israel. And as pioneers, these graduates built communities and strengthened the peripheries of the fledgling State of Israel.
Today Tzofim is alive and well with more than 90,000 members. It remains staunchly Zionistic in its outlook, striving to instill in its young members a strong Jewish–Israeli identity, the importance of helping others, community involvement, equality along with a love of nature and desire to protect the environment. There is an emphasis on including certain groups of children, like new immigrants or youth who are at risk, making them part of the larger family and showing them they have a place in society. Another division of Tzofim works to strengthen the bond
between Israel and Hebrew-speaking children who live in the Diaspora (outside Israel) by sending young teachers from the Land to lead programs that mirror the ones here.
When looking at a list of Tzofim graduates, it is evident that the program has succeeded admirably in producing leaders. Maj.–Gen. Herzi Halevi, who will become the Israel Defense Forces (IDF) chief of staff in January as well as the current IDF chief of staff, Lt. Gen. Aviv Kochavi are both former scouts. From the political field,
former prime minister Benjamin Netanyahu as well as current Minister of Transportation, Merav Michaeli were part of the Tzofim in their youth. The extensive list also includes members of academia, the media and the arts.
Youth are the future of any country. As it has from its beginnings over 100 years ago, the Israeli scouting movement continues to invest in the future by teaching its children. And from the sound of the exuberantly noisy children in Kikar Denya on Friday afternoons, they are doing a good job of accomplishing that goal.
Janet Aslin
(Janet’s article 2 for your enjoyment)
Waiting for Rain
It has been a long, hot, dry summer. Of course, that’s not unusual in Israel where the rainy season typically lasts from October until early May. Still, by September there is a longing for that first gentle soaking rain to blanket the Land.
There have been a few signs of the coming rain—puffy clouds with gray centers that looked like they might deliver a few raindrops or the weather forecast that called for slight drizzle in Jerusalem on September 6. Sadly, neither of these proved accurate. Although in the past rain has fallen in late August/early September, it is still a bit early for the rainy season to begin.
When can we expect rain? If you were to ask that question of an Israeli, you would probably receive this answer: “Sukkot (Feast of Tabernacles or Booths).” Some Israelis are certain that rain will fall on the first day while others believe the official beginning of the rainy season is Shemini Atzeret (eighth day of solemn assembly or Sukkot), when a prayer for rain is added to their liturgy. “My Jewish Learning” offers this explanation: “The prayer is delayed until Shemini Atzeret because it should not be invoked when fine weather is needed to enable us to dwell in the sukkah (Talmud, Sukkah28b).
So, if the weather patterns follow tradition, we have a few more weeks to go. This year Sukkot begins the evening of October 9 and Shemini Atzeret on the evening of October 16.
Not everyone agrees with this assessment however. This June Israel Hayom published an article which posed the question, “Will rain in the summer soon be the norm?” This year there were still sprinkles in June and according to researchers, “An analysis of rainy days in the country going back as far as 1860 indicates that Israel's rainy season has gradually shifted to both start and end later on in the year.”
As if in agreement, the Upper Galilee region experienced a short, but fairly heavy rain shower on August 21. The Jerusalem Post quoted one resident as saying they felt like they were in Thailand for the brief ten-minute downpour. However, Jerusalem remained hot and humid.
Like a child waiting for my birthday or some other special occasion, rain seems a long way off. I long to experience that first rainfall of the season when people run outside to enjoy the refreshing drops of moisture from heaven. I think about what God said to His people so long ago, “the land which you cross over to possess is a land of hills and valleys, which drinks water from the rain of heaven” (Deut. 11:11).
I am certain that other people in other lands also long for rain after a hot and dry summer. But there is something significant and special about waiting for the rain of heaven to fall on the eternal city of Jerusalem.
In closing, listen to the words of the Shemini Atzeret prayer for rain:
“You are Adonai, our God
Who causes the wind to blow and the rain to fall.
For blessing and not for curse. Amen.
For life and not for death. Amen.
For plenty and not for lack. Amen.”
May the rain we are waiting for come at Your appointed time.
July 4, 2022
“Lord, my heart is not haughty, Nor my eyes lofty. Neither do I concern myself with great matters, Nor with things too profound for me. Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul, Like a weaned child with his mother; Like a weaned child is my soul within me. O Israel, hope in the Lord From this time forth and forever.” PSALM 131 a song of ascents
Dear Brothers and Sisters,
Sober greetings in The Name of The One and Only Creator, King, Ruler, Judge, Redeemer, Savior, Sacrifice and shelter in the midst of the storm…The ONLY All in All…there just IS NO OTHER! May we bring to Him Alone glory, and may we see things through His Eyes by His Spirit. May we edify one another in Love AND Truth -Who He IS. Blessings to you and may The Lord be glorified.
It was on this date, 4 July, 1994, that my husband and I and our younger daughter, left Alaska permanently, to move to the land that we had not yet seen. The promise had called and stirred and finally boiled over and, having read a very old little booklet simply called ‘Making Aliyah’, we gave away or sold everything that we owned and burned all of our bridges; no American bank account or address or property…only one way plane tickets to a destination that we couldn’t even picture. (We had no google or computers back then, and old library books showed a lot of sand and camels.) Eric had come on a 3 week trip with two other men as tourists and that had solidified the move as far as he was concerned. Our oldest daughter decided to stay behind for a season and begin university in Alaska (always thanks to our dear friends who kept and watched over her!). We had big duffle bags with some clothing, pillows and blankets and basic cooking utensils; the rest of our ‘possessions’ went by ship to ‘address unknown; Ashdod Port’ scheduled to arrive some 6 months later. When I was a child, growing up in NYC just after WW 2, the immigrants who got off of the big ships often had that similar, perplexed look that we arrived with. They were called ‘greenies’ and you knew that they knew NOTHING about the new land that they had come to live in. We were very much greenies! I THINK that we knew the word ‘shalom’…but maybe not yet.
It has been QUITE the 28 year adventure.
It has NOT been an ‘easy road’.
HE HAS BEEN FAITHFUL WITH EVERY STEP!
When we arrived, the world was quite different and so was this country…just 46 years old when we arrived (having been re-established in 1948). It was clean and young and hopeful. There were no signs (I was deeply struck by that), no billboards, even street signs were confusing…sort of an ‘in joke’ it seemed to me. There was the ‘Jerusalem Law’ which said that buildings could be (with a few notable exceptions) no more than 4 stories high and all building in Jerusalem had to be fronted with white ‘Jerusalem stone’. It is hard to believe today.
Israel is building ‘TOWERS’. Luxury high rise towers are blocking the sun and rising up everywhere around the country and Jerusalem seems to be vying to be the frontrunner I am sad to say. Those of you who have visited before 2020 would not recognize the country. I do not know how anyone can afford such places. I think that I mentioned that my section of buildings is slated to be demolished and replaced by these huge monsters. The ‘compensation’ (bribes) being given to apartment or property owners seems to be extremely attractive and it now requires only 63% of the owners to agree to the plan, where for years it has been 75%. Renters are simply evicted. I trust that The Lord will open the door for the next step. I am not looking as no notice has been given yet. I haven’t been this way before…but then again…none of us have.
I have had many inquiries concerning our government…or lack of one. Yes, the current government has again fallen and we are set to go to general elections 1 November or there abouts. Yes, this is (I think) the 5th election in less than 4 years. Our most recent Prime Minister was Naftali Bennet and Yair Lapid has now taken over as ‘caretaker’ Prime Minister until elections. The reasons for the fall of the government are quite complicated (there was a bill concerning legal services to Judea and Samaria that could not be agreed to on time which would have caused serious problems. Naftali Bennet put the state of the country before his own political ambitions and closed the government down to prevent the harm to Judea and Samaria.) That is my basic understanding of what happened. Whereas God makes it clear that the governments and nations are a drop in the bucket for Him to direct, He has deeply impressed on my heart, more and more of late, that the kingdoms of this world are NOT my home to meddle in since I have been bought with a Price for Another Kingdom. I wish that I could explain well what I would like to say about this, but I can’t. It is ‘mine’ to pray for the governments that are in power…for the leaders, but I am to remember that THIS WORLD is NOT my kingdom…nor my home. I think of Daniel and what a wonderful example he was of functioning for the kingdom that he had been taken captive by without ever forgetting that it was not his home…he faithfully sought to serve each government while above all serving his heavenly King. 2 Kings 5 just came to mind and I’ve often wondered about the courage demonstrated in this story by such a young girl: “Now Naaman, captain of the host of the king of Syria, was a great man with his master, and honourable, because by him the Lord had given deliverance unto Syria: he was also a mighty man in valour, but he was a leper. And the Syrians had gone out by companies, and had brought away captive out of the land of Israel a little maid; and she waited on Naaman's wife. And she said unto her mistress, Would God my lord were with the prophet that is in Samaria! for he would recover him of his leprosy.” For many years I thought about that little girl…taken captive out of the war that tore Israel BECAUSE of God’s Judgment…torn from her family and made a slave, and yet she sought the good of the land that she had been taken captive into in spite of being (what we would call today) herself abused. Joseph’s story was the same and how many others. It is interesting to me that NONE of these people attempted to change to government no matter how ungodly, but to serve to the best of their ability…as they faithfully served God. They honestly appeared to me to KEEP A QUIET HEART IN THE MIDST OF THE SITUATIONS THAT THEY WERE IN no matter how wrong. Come to think of it, Jeremiah did the same and myriads of others. This is a challenge to me…and yet it’s so basic, isn’t it…I’m to be in the world but not OF the world…like each of the people above.
I’m not very good at technology. Working from home during closures (I go into work on Sun. Tues and Thurs., but still work from home on Fridays only) has been interesting and has had many benefits. I was able to get a laptop onto which the entire medical program from the health plan that I work for was downloaded. This was a technical feat that I could not preform. I work 4 days a week, and S works two days…she was kind enough to come to my apartment and work with the technicians to set it up for me. Because we work on different days, we rarely see one another. But now…my computer at home LOST the work program and I sought S’s kind help. She came and had worked for only about 5 minutes with the technicians before it was fixed…what a talent!
Then she turned to me and said (in Hebrew as she does not speak English) “Are you a Messianic Jew?” Israelis are VERY direct. ‘Politically correct’ does not exist here…indeed ‘polite’ is often one tough concept to teach. ‘Yes I am’ I answered without hesitating. ‘So…what does that mean? Do you believe in ‘yeshu’?’ Now, ‘yeshu’ is a curse word…a word that means something like ‘may HIS Name be cursed’…so I answered emphatically ‘NO! I believe in Yeshua!’ She smiled a bit and said ‘Ok. What does that MEAN?’ For the next two hours I shared my testimony and words about Who Messiah IS. I have never done this in Hebrew before! Here…nearly 28 years since I came …while mourning my Husband’s death…in my apartment I got to share with a hungry heart! She told me about her rejection by her ultra orthodox Haredi family…a large well respected family…how her father had raped her again and again as a child and her mother accused her and stood by him. How her husband’s Haredi family had rejected them after they had a baby with cerebral palsy saying that they must be wicked. She told me about her disillusionment with the Rabbinical teachings because of hypocrisy and discrepancies…such a painful story. I told her that that is exactly WHY we must seek TRUTH and that if we hunger for TRUTH we will find Him. I told her that I would NOT tell her to ‘do this or that ‘but that I was asking her to put down the prayer books and commentaries and read the scriptures (the Tenach) and to speak to God and ask HIM to lead and teach her and to SHOW HER THE TRUTH.
How I thank The Lord for this opportunity.
Please pray with me for her and her family.
Please pray for more hungry hearts to burst forth seeking…and finding HIM!
Thank you so very very much for your prayers for this land and our people…for HIS purposes to be fulfilled for HIS glory! Thank you for praying for me and for my family. Thank you for striving to enter in through the narrow gate and to know Him and walk faithfully. May we glorify Him and walk before Him in His Light.
Lovingly, your sister here.
“Lord, my heart is not haughty, Nor my eyes lofty. Neither do I concern myself with great matters, Nor with things too profound for me. Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul, Like a weaned child with his mother; Like a weaned child is my soul within me. O Israel, hope in the Lord From this time forth and forever.” PSALM 131 a song of ascents
Dear Brothers and Sisters,
Sober greetings in The Name of The One and Only Creator, King, Ruler, Judge, Redeemer, Savior, Sacrifice and shelter in the midst of the storm…The ONLY All in All…there just IS NO OTHER! May we bring to Him Alone glory, and may we see things through His Eyes by His Spirit. May we edify one another in Love AND Truth -Who He IS. Blessings to you and may The Lord be glorified.
It was on this date, 4 July, 1994, that my husband and I and our younger daughter, left Alaska permanently, to move to the land that we had not yet seen. The promise had called and stirred and finally boiled over and, having read a very old little booklet simply called ‘Making Aliyah’, we gave away or sold everything that we owned and burned all of our bridges; no American bank account or address or property…only one way plane tickets to a destination that we couldn’t even picture. (We had no google or computers back then, and old library books showed a lot of sand and camels.) Eric had come on a 3 week trip with two other men as tourists and that had solidified the move as far as he was concerned. Our oldest daughter decided to stay behind for a season and begin university in Alaska (always thanks to our dear friends who kept and watched over her!). We had big duffle bags with some clothing, pillows and blankets and basic cooking utensils; the rest of our ‘possessions’ went by ship to ‘address unknown; Ashdod Port’ scheduled to arrive some 6 months later. When I was a child, growing up in NYC just after WW 2, the immigrants who got off of the big ships often had that similar, perplexed look that we arrived with. They were called ‘greenies’ and you knew that they knew NOTHING about the new land that they had come to live in. We were very much greenies! I THINK that we knew the word ‘shalom’…but maybe not yet.
It has been QUITE the 28 year adventure.
It has NOT been an ‘easy road’.
HE HAS BEEN FAITHFUL WITH EVERY STEP!
When we arrived, the world was quite different and so was this country…just 46 years old when we arrived (having been re-established in 1948). It was clean and young and hopeful. There were no signs (I was deeply struck by that), no billboards, even street signs were confusing…sort of an ‘in joke’ it seemed to me. There was the ‘Jerusalem Law’ which said that buildings could be (with a few notable exceptions) no more than 4 stories high and all building in Jerusalem had to be fronted with white ‘Jerusalem stone’. It is hard to believe today.
Israel is building ‘TOWERS’. Luxury high rise towers are blocking the sun and rising up everywhere around the country and Jerusalem seems to be vying to be the frontrunner I am sad to say. Those of you who have visited before 2020 would not recognize the country. I do not know how anyone can afford such places. I think that I mentioned that my section of buildings is slated to be demolished and replaced by these huge monsters. The ‘compensation’ (bribes) being given to apartment or property owners seems to be extremely attractive and it now requires only 63% of the owners to agree to the plan, where for years it has been 75%. Renters are simply evicted. I trust that The Lord will open the door for the next step. I am not looking as no notice has been given yet. I haven’t been this way before…but then again…none of us have.
I have had many inquiries concerning our government…or lack of one. Yes, the current government has again fallen and we are set to go to general elections 1 November or there abouts. Yes, this is (I think) the 5th election in less than 4 years. Our most recent Prime Minister was Naftali Bennet and Yair Lapid has now taken over as ‘caretaker’ Prime Minister until elections. The reasons for the fall of the government are quite complicated (there was a bill concerning legal services to Judea and Samaria that could not be agreed to on time which would have caused serious problems. Naftali Bennet put the state of the country before his own political ambitions and closed the government down to prevent the harm to Judea and Samaria.) That is my basic understanding of what happened. Whereas God makes it clear that the governments and nations are a drop in the bucket for Him to direct, He has deeply impressed on my heart, more and more of late, that the kingdoms of this world are NOT my home to meddle in since I have been bought with a Price for Another Kingdom. I wish that I could explain well what I would like to say about this, but I can’t. It is ‘mine’ to pray for the governments that are in power…for the leaders, but I am to remember that THIS WORLD is NOT my kingdom…nor my home. I think of Daniel and what a wonderful example he was of functioning for the kingdom that he had been taken captive by without ever forgetting that it was not his home…he faithfully sought to serve each government while above all serving his heavenly King. 2 Kings 5 just came to mind and I’ve often wondered about the courage demonstrated in this story by such a young girl: “Now Naaman, captain of the host of the king of Syria, was a great man with his master, and honourable, because by him the Lord had given deliverance unto Syria: he was also a mighty man in valour, but he was a leper. And the Syrians had gone out by companies, and had brought away captive out of the land of Israel a little maid; and she waited on Naaman's wife. And she said unto her mistress, Would God my lord were with the prophet that is in Samaria! for he would recover him of his leprosy.” For many years I thought about that little girl…taken captive out of the war that tore Israel BECAUSE of God’s Judgment…torn from her family and made a slave, and yet she sought the good of the land that she had been taken captive into in spite of being (what we would call today) herself abused. Joseph’s story was the same and how many others. It is interesting to me that NONE of these people attempted to change to government no matter how ungodly, but to serve to the best of their ability…as they faithfully served God. They honestly appeared to me to KEEP A QUIET HEART IN THE MIDST OF THE SITUATIONS THAT THEY WERE IN no matter how wrong. Come to think of it, Jeremiah did the same and myriads of others. This is a challenge to me…and yet it’s so basic, isn’t it…I’m to be in the world but not OF the world…like each of the people above.
I’m not very good at technology. Working from home during closures (I go into work on Sun. Tues and Thurs., but still work from home on Fridays only) has been interesting and has had many benefits. I was able to get a laptop onto which the entire medical program from the health plan that I work for was downloaded. This was a technical feat that I could not preform. I work 4 days a week, and S works two days…she was kind enough to come to my apartment and work with the technicians to set it up for me. Because we work on different days, we rarely see one another. But now…my computer at home LOST the work program and I sought S’s kind help. She came and had worked for only about 5 minutes with the technicians before it was fixed…what a talent!
Then she turned to me and said (in Hebrew as she does not speak English) “Are you a Messianic Jew?” Israelis are VERY direct. ‘Politically correct’ does not exist here…indeed ‘polite’ is often one tough concept to teach. ‘Yes I am’ I answered without hesitating. ‘So…what does that mean? Do you believe in ‘yeshu’?’ Now, ‘yeshu’ is a curse word…a word that means something like ‘may HIS Name be cursed’…so I answered emphatically ‘NO! I believe in Yeshua!’ She smiled a bit and said ‘Ok. What does that MEAN?’ For the next two hours I shared my testimony and words about Who Messiah IS. I have never done this in Hebrew before! Here…nearly 28 years since I came …while mourning my Husband’s death…in my apartment I got to share with a hungry heart! She told me about her rejection by her ultra orthodox Haredi family…a large well respected family…how her father had raped her again and again as a child and her mother accused her and stood by him. How her husband’s Haredi family had rejected them after they had a baby with cerebral palsy saying that they must be wicked. She told me about her disillusionment with the Rabbinical teachings because of hypocrisy and discrepancies…such a painful story. I told her that that is exactly WHY we must seek TRUTH and that if we hunger for TRUTH we will find Him. I told her that I would NOT tell her to ‘do this or that ‘but that I was asking her to put down the prayer books and commentaries and read the scriptures (the Tenach) and to speak to God and ask HIM to lead and teach her and to SHOW HER THE TRUTH.
How I thank The Lord for this opportunity.
Please pray with me for her and her family.
Please pray for more hungry hearts to burst forth seeking…and finding HIM!
Thank you so very very much for your prayers for this land and our people…for HIS purposes to be fulfilled for HIS glory! Thank you for praying for me and for my family. Thank you for striving to enter in through the narrow gate and to know Him and walk faithfully. May we glorify Him and walk before Him in His Light.
Lovingly, your sister here.
June 4, 2022
” Praise the Lord! I will praise the Lord with my whole heart, In the assembly of the upright and in the congregation. The works of the Lord are great, Studied by all who have pleasure in them His work is honorable and glorious, And His righteousness endures forever He has made His wonderful works to be remembered; The Lord is gracious and full of compassion.” PSALM 111:1-4
Shabbat shalom and hag sameach brothers and sisters. This is how we greet one another here this weekend…and we add the blessing, thanking HIM Who has brought us to ‘such a time as this’. HIM…to Whom the times and seasons and events and works belong…to HIM Who calls us to Himself in each season, giving us opportunity to choose to bring Him glory. To HIM Who is faithful and never changing…To HIM be all glory and honor and praise! And may you be encouraged and blessed by whatever He adds to this offering.
I was surprised to find that my dog and I were alone in the entire building for this long weekend. Last night, as is usual on a Friday (erev Shabbat or the evening of the Sabbath), the buses and trains stop running early and they will not run again until Shabbat is over, however tonight at sundown also begins Shavuot (Pentecost)…one of the THREE feasts COMMANDED in scripture as a ‘high holiday’ when all are told to do NO work (so no trains or buses until Sunday night) and to come up to Jerusalem to present their offerings at the Temple. (The other two high feasts are Pesach [Passover] and Sukkot [Feast of Tabernacles]). Shavuot marks the end of the counting of the Omer, which began at Passover and, in a way, it is the ‘official end’ of the Passover season.
You might have noticed by now that ALL of the feasts of The Lord are feasts of REMEMBRANCE …appointed times when His people are commanded to REMEMBER what The Lord has done. In this way, Shavuot remains a cloaked feast among our people. We, who know that The Holy Spirit was first poured out on Shavuot, (Acts 2) have a DEPOSIT of that promise, but what is spoken among our people here is ‘We don’t quite know much about Shavuot…what it’s about…not much is said about it.’ and so the traditions surrounding the holiday seem to me to have strayed far and wide from the commandments and their purposes. I have printed two of the Shavuot scriptures below and include other scripture references.
Since it is written that this IS a FIRSTFRUIT OFFERING of the grain, the book of Ruth is read during Shavuot because the climax of the book took place during the barley harvest…and ofcourse, Naomi had ended up in Moab due to famine in the land…so the harvest spoke of God’s faithfulness. There are many other traditions practiced, but here, in Jerusalem, the two that are most widely seen are: staying up all night in study groups, studying scriptures and other ‘works of The Lord (for example; it might be wresting some current subject in light of scriptures) …and…eating dairy products. Yes. This is ‘the cheesecake holiday’ according to some of my most religious friends. The roots of these traditions are varied and colorful. There is a tradition that since this is the day (perhaps) when Moses received the commandments, and they are pure, we should eat white food and dress in white. Dairy products are white, so…NATURALLY: CHEESECAKE IT IS!
However, this is what the Scriptures say concerning Shavuot in Deuteronomy 16:9-12
“You shall count seven weeks for yourself; begin to count the seven weeks from the time you begin to put the sickle to the grain. Then you shall keep the Feast of Weeks [Shavuot] to the Lord your God with the tribute of a freewill offering from your hand, which you shall give as the Lord your God blesses you. You shall rejoice before the Lord your God, you and your son and your daughter, your male servant and your female servant, the Levite who is within your gates, the stranger and the fatherless and the widow who are among you, at the place where the Lord your God chooses to make His name abide. And you shall remember that you were a slave in Egypt, and you shall be careful to observe these statutes.”
My favorite scripture concerning Shavuot is found in Deuteronomy 26:1-11
“And it shall be, when you come into the land which the Lord your God is giving you as an inheritance, and you possess it and dwell in it, that you shall take some of the first of all the produce of the ground, which you shall bring from your land that the Lord your God is giving you, and put it in a basket and go to the place where the Lord your God chooses to make His name abide. And you shall go to the one who is priest in those days, and say to him, ‘I declare today to the Lord your God that I have come to the country which the Lord swore to our fathers to give us.’ “Then the priest shall take the basket out of your hand and set it down before the altar of the Lord your God. And you shall answer and say before the Lord your God: ‘My father was a Syrian, about to perish, and he went down to Egypt and dwelt there, few in number; and there he became a nation, great, mighty, and populous. But the Egyptians mistreated us, afflicted us, and laid hard bondage on us. Then we cried out to the Lord God of our fathers, and the Lord heard our voice and looked on our affliction and our labor and our oppression. So the Lord brought us out of Egypt with a mighty hand and with an outstretched arm, with great terror and with signs and wonders. He has brought us to this place and has given us this land, “a land flowing with milk and honey”; and now, behold, I have brought the firstfruits of the land which you, O Lord, have given me.’ “Then you shall set it before the Lord your God, and worship before the Lord your God. So you shall rejoice in every good thing which the Lord your God has given to you and your house, you and the Levite and the stranger who is among you.”
(Some other references to Shavuot are found in Exodus 23:14-17, Exodus 34:22, Leviticus 23:9, Numbers 15:17, Numbers 28:12, Acts 2:1)
This has been a particularly quiet shabbat, most likely because across Jerusalem people are resting up to be able to stay up all night tonight. There will be streams of people dressed in white wending their way in groups toward the Western Wall of the Temple in the Old City, about an hour walk from here for me, but more like half an hour for other walkers. (I will not be going although I did once in the past) People will gather in homes as well or in synagogues or in squares…there will be plenty of noise throughout the night tonight. Songs of praise will rise. I will sing and read and pray.
This morning as I was enjoying my regular time with The Lord, part of my reading is in Psalms. I’ve shared before how The Lord gave me His Bible reading plan for me when I first met Him. I figured that it was His Book, and He knew best how I was to read it, so I asked Him, and He had told me to start in Genesis and Matthew…at the beginning… and read straight through…and then start again…and not to change unless He told me to. I figured that He knew best, and He did not change that order until several years ago when He told me to add in reading through the major prophets (Isaiah, Jeremiah and Ezekiel) over and over until He told me to stop. THEN he shifted again: I was STILL to continue the Genesis and Matthew ‘read-through-old-and-new-to-the-end’ but now ADD a Psalm a day and the prophets (all of them) as well…SOOOO…I am currently reading Deuteronomy, Hosea, Psalms and Revelation. I remain in AWE of the power and depth of the Scriptures and how they echo back and forth and send my roots seeking The Water Source. Yesterday my reading included Psalm 111 and I received it as if with new eyes; perhaps because Shavuot is here or perhaps because of my new path? I don’t know. But it struck me: Shavuot is about offering up (with JOY and a WILLING HEART) the firstfruits of our increase. I no longer have the fruit of the land that I can offer The Lord, but what I have, HE has given and so I must offer it up with Joy. “Praise the Lord! I will praise the Lord with my whole heart, In the assembly of the upright and in the congregation.” I WILL offer the sacrifice of praise to HIM…may that be this letter! “The works of the Lord are great, Studied by all who have pleasure in them.” YES THEY ARE! Whether His works of judgment or of mercy, His works are evident all around us and yes they are great, and when we attribute them to Him we can see His Hand so much more clearly and grow in hunger to know His Heart, and I think of these people tonight going forth, into the night dressed in white, to take pleasure in studying His works! OH, MAY THEY FIND HIM as they study! May they SEEK to truly KNOW HIM as they study! “He has made His wonderful works to be remembered;” And that is the point of the appointed feasts: they are signposts to HIM! His ‘works’ are not the goal…but that His works…as they are remembered…would lead us to HIM!
Amy Carmichael penned one of my favorite ‘prayer/poems’. Part of it reads:
“Searcher of Spirits,
Try Thou my reigns and heart;
Cleanse Thou my inward part,
Turn, overturn, and turn.
Wood, hay and stubble see,
Spread out before Thee,
Burn, burn.
Savior of sinners,
Out of the depths I cry,
Perfect me or I die!
Perfect me, Patient One;
In Thy revealing light,
I stand confessed outright,
Undone….”
Obviously the goal of this poem was not ‘her perfection’ but HIS PRESENCE replacing the wood, hay and stubble…AS WAS SEEN DURING THAT SHAVUOT IN ACTS 2…WHEN THE HOLY SPIRIT CAME WITH THE SIGN OF FIRE UPON EACH HEAD AND FILLED…ROTO ROOTERED OUT… EACH BELIEVER, FILLING THEM UNTIL THEY WERE PROCLAIMING THE WONDEROUS WORKS OF GOD LOUDLY IN TONGUES AND LANGUAGES UNDERSTOOD BY THOSE WHO COULD NOT SPEAK A COMMON TONGUE…HE FILLED THEM WITH HIS SPIRIT!
OH DO IT AGAIN LORD!
AND START WITH EACH ONE OF US TODAY.
Here I am Lord. Do not pass me by. Burn out the compromise, deceptions and lies within each of us until all that is seen is You. In judgment remember mercy, and graciously grant Your Spirit of repentance unto Life!
The sun is slowly beginning to set and soon Shavuot will begin.
May each of us allow the dross to be drawn off and the chaff to be blown away by His Spirit…no matter how painful, may we seek HIM alone and seeking may we find.
May you be encouraged and blessed and may THE LORD be glorified.
Lovingly, your sister here.
” Praise the Lord! I will praise the Lord with my whole heart, In the assembly of the upright and in the congregation. The works of the Lord are great, Studied by all who have pleasure in them His work is honorable and glorious, And His righteousness endures forever He has made His wonderful works to be remembered; The Lord is gracious and full of compassion.” PSALM 111:1-4
Shabbat shalom and hag sameach brothers and sisters. This is how we greet one another here this weekend…and we add the blessing, thanking HIM Who has brought us to ‘such a time as this’. HIM…to Whom the times and seasons and events and works belong…to HIM Who calls us to Himself in each season, giving us opportunity to choose to bring Him glory. To HIM Who is faithful and never changing…To HIM be all glory and honor and praise! And may you be encouraged and blessed by whatever He adds to this offering.
I was surprised to find that my dog and I were alone in the entire building for this long weekend. Last night, as is usual on a Friday (erev Shabbat or the evening of the Sabbath), the buses and trains stop running early and they will not run again until Shabbat is over, however tonight at sundown also begins Shavuot (Pentecost)…one of the THREE feasts COMMANDED in scripture as a ‘high holiday’ when all are told to do NO work (so no trains or buses until Sunday night) and to come up to Jerusalem to present their offerings at the Temple. (The other two high feasts are Pesach [Passover] and Sukkot [Feast of Tabernacles]). Shavuot marks the end of the counting of the Omer, which began at Passover and, in a way, it is the ‘official end’ of the Passover season.
You might have noticed by now that ALL of the feasts of The Lord are feasts of REMEMBRANCE …appointed times when His people are commanded to REMEMBER what The Lord has done. In this way, Shavuot remains a cloaked feast among our people. We, who know that The Holy Spirit was first poured out on Shavuot, (Acts 2) have a DEPOSIT of that promise, but what is spoken among our people here is ‘We don’t quite know much about Shavuot…what it’s about…not much is said about it.’ and so the traditions surrounding the holiday seem to me to have strayed far and wide from the commandments and their purposes. I have printed two of the Shavuot scriptures below and include other scripture references.
Since it is written that this IS a FIRSTFRUIT OFFERING of the grain, the book of Ruth is read during Shavuot because the climax of the book took place during the barley harvest…and ofcourse, Naomi had ended up in Moab due to famine in the land…so the harvest spoke of God’s faithfulness. There are many other traditions practiced, but here, in Jerusalem, the two that are most widely seen are: staying up all night in study groups, studying scriptures and other ‘works of The Lord (for example; it might be wresting some current subject in light of scriptures) …and…eating dairy products. Yes. This is ‘the cheesecake holiday’ according to some of my most religious friends. The roots of these traditions are varied and colorful. There is a tradition that since this is the day (perhaps) when Moses received the commandments, and they are pure, we should eat white food and dress in white. Dairy products are white, so…NATURALLY: CHEESECAKE IT IS!
However, this is what the Scriptures say concerning Shavuot in Deuteronomy 16:9-12
“You shall count seven weeks for yourself; begin to count the seven weeks from the time you begin to put the sickle to the grain. Then you shall keep the Feast of Weeks [Shavuot] to the Lord your God with the tribute of a freewill offering from your hand, which you shall give as the Lord your God blesses you. You shall rejoice before the Lord your God, you and your son and your daughter, your male servant and your female servant, the Levite who is within your gates, the stranger and the fatherless and the widow who are among you, at the place where the Lord your God chooses to make His name abide. And you shall remember that you were a slave in Egypt, and you shall be careful to observe these statutes.”
My favorite scripture concerning Shavuot is found in Deuteronomy 26:1-11
“And it shall be, when you come into the land which the Lord your God is giving you as an inheritance, and you possess it and dwell in it, that you shall take some of the first of all the produce of the ground, which you shall bring from your land that the Lord your God is giving you, and put it in a basket and go to the place where the Lord your God chooses to make His name abide. And you shall go to the one who is priest in those days, and say to him, ‘I declare today to the Lord your God that I have come to the country which the Lord swore to our fathers to give us.’ “Then the priest shall take the basket out of your hand and set it down before the altar of the Lord your God. And you shall answer and say before the Lord your God: ‘My father was a Syrian, about to perish, and he went down to Egypt and dwelt there, few in number; and there he became a nation, great, mighty, and populous. But the Egyptians mistreated us, afflicted us, and laid hard bondage on us. Then we cried out to the Lord God of our fathers, and the Lord heard our voice and looked on our affliction and our labor and our oppression. So the Lord brought us out of Egypt with a mighty hand and with an outstretched arm, with great terror and with signs and wonders. He has brought us to this place and has given us this land, “a land flowing with milk and honey”; and now, behold, I have brought the firstfruits of the land which you, O Lord, have given me.’ “Then you shall set it before the Lord your God, and worship before the Lord your God. So you shall rejoice in every good thing which the Lord your God has given to you and your house, you and the Levite and the stranger who is among you.”
(Some other references to Shavuot are found in Exodus 23:14-17, Exodus 34:22, Leviticus 23:9, Numbers 15:17, Numbers 28:12, Acts 2:1)
This has been a particularly quiet shabbat, most likely because across Jerusalem people are resting up to be able to stay up all night tonight. There will be streams of people dressed in white wending their way in groups toward the Western Wall of the Temple in the Old City, about an hour walk from here for me, but more like half an hour for other walkers. (I will not be going although I did once in the past) People will gather in homes as well or in synagogues or in squares…there will be plenty of noise throughout the night tonight. Songs of praise will rise. I will sing and read and pray.
This morning as I was enjoying my regular time with The Lord, part of my reading is in Psalms. I’ve shared before how The Lord gave me His Bible reading plan for me when I first met Him. I figured that it was His Book, and He knew best how I was to read it, so I asked Him, and He had told me to start in Genesis and Matthew…at the beginning… and read straight through…and then start again…and not to change unless He told me to. I figured that He knew best, and He did not change that order until several years ago when He told me to add in reading through the major prophets (Isaiah, Jeremiah and Ezekiel) over and over until He told me to stop. THEN he shifted again: I was STILL to continue the Genesis and Matthew ‘read-through-old-and-new-to-the-end’ but now ADD a Psalm a day and the prophets (all of them) as well…SOOOO…I am currently reading Deuteronomy, Hosea, Psalms and Revelation. I remain in AWE of the power and depth of the Scriptures and how they echo back and forth and send my roots seeking The Water Source. Yesterday my reading included Psalm 111 and I received it as if with new eyes; perhaps because Shavuot is here or perhaps because of my new path? I don’t know. But it struck me: Shavuot is about offering up (with JOY and a WILLING HEART) the firstfruits of our increase. I no longer have the fruit of the land that I can offer The Lord, but what I have, HE has given and so I must offer it up with Joy. “Praise the Lord! I will praise the Lord with my whole heart, In the assembly of the upright and in the congregation.” I WILL offer the sacrifice of praise to HIM…may that be this letter! “The works of the Lord are great, Studied by all who have pleasure in them.” YES THEY ARE! Whether His works of judgment or of mercy, His works are evident all around us and yes they are great, and when we attribute them to Him we can see His Hand so much more clearly and grow in hunger to know His Heart, and I think of these people tonight going forth, into the night dressed in white, to take pleasure in studying His works! OH, MAY THEY FIND HIM as they study! May they SEEK to truly KNOW HIM as they study! “He has made His wonderful works to be remembered;” And that is the point of the appointed feasts: they are signposts to HIM! His ‘works’ are not the goal…but that His works…as they are remembered…would lead us to HIM!
Amy Carmichael penned one of my favorite ‘prayer/poems’. Part of it reads:
“Searcher of Spirits,
Try Thou my reigns and heart;
Cleanse Thou my inward part,
Turn, overturn, and turn.
Wood, hay and stubble see,
Spread out before Thee,
Burn, burn.
Savior of sinners,
Out of the depths I cry,
Perfect me or I die!
Perfect me, Patient One;
In Thy revealing light,
I stand confessed outright,
Undone….”
Obviously the goal of this poem was not ‘her perfection’ but HIS PRESENCE replacing the wood, hay and stubble…AS WAS SEEN DURING THAT SHAVUOT IN ACTS 2…WHEN THE HOLY SPIRIT CAME WITH THE SIGN OF FIRE UPON EACH HEAD AND FILLED…ROTO ROOTERED OUT… EACH BELIEVER, FILLING THEM UNTIL THEY WERE PROCLAIMING THE WONDEROUS WORKS OF GOD LOUDLY IN TONGUES AND LANGUAGES UNDERSTOOD BY THOSE WHO COULD NOT SPEAK A COMMON TONGUE…HE FILLED THEM WITH HIS SPIRIT!
OH DO IT AGAIN LORD!
AND START WITH EACH ONE OF US TODAY.
Here I am Lord. Do not pass me by. Burn out the compromise, deceptions and lies within each of us until all that is seen is You. In judgment remember mercy, and graciously grant Your Spirit of repentance unto Life!
The sun is slowly beginning to set and soon Shavuot will begin.
May each of us allow the dross to be drawn off and the chaff to be blown away by His Spirit…no matter how painful, may we seek HIM alone and seeking may we find.
May you be encouraged and blessed and may THE LORD be glorified.
Lovingly, your sister here.
May 29, 2022
“If I forget you, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget its skill! If I do not remember you, Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth— If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.” Psalm 137: 5,6
I greet you brothers and sisters, from the decked out city of The Great King…the city where The Lord CHOSE to put His Name…the city of promises…the city mentioned by name 815 times in The Scriptures…City of Peace…City of Hope…the cauldron of the heart and mind…the city at the center. May HE be glorified HERE…and where you are…and in you and in me.
Today is Jerusalem Day…Yom Yerushalym, and the city is clothed in flags. This day (according to the Hebrew calendar) 55 years ago, this Jerusalem was restored to Israel to whom she was promised after 2,000 years in captivity. It was a miracle that few would forget. It was not by might nor by power but by His Spirit that suddenly the now famous words were cried out: ‘The Temple Mount is in our hands! the Temple Mount is in our hands!’…for the first time in 2000 years!
IDF Soldiers Liberate the Old City of Jerusalem - YouTube
The Israeli flags, (which have abundantly clothed the city since Yom H’atzmaoot…our Independence Day), have been joined by the beautiful Jerusalem flags…the blue and white flag with the lion of Judah inside of a golden shield; I have a large one flying from my merepesset (‘balcony’ of sorts) along with Israeli flags surrounding flower boxes that I struggle to keep blooming.
It is a hot day with a desert wind blowing from the south east and across from my apartment, in the square that is below what was so recently E’s shop, an IDF (Israeli Defense Force) group is performing songs about Jerusalem …the heart felt songs…many from scripture…that have risen over these 55 years from the wars and the celebrations echoing from the stones and dust of this land of promise…this land of mystery (for who really can grasp what it looks like from God’s perspective?) [it does not take a ‘professional’ to see that that is NOT a complete sentence…but I’m afraid that it IS my complete thought!]
E loved watching ‘the doings’ from his shop above the square every year. He would come home telling me the stories that those who fought in the ’67 war would share with him. Last year one of the young people on their way to the traditional flag march in the Old City saw him enjoying the festivities and ran up the stairs to his shop and gave him a large ‘dancing flag’ on a pole like the ones that they were carrying. Oh how happily he displayed it…as I do now from our merepesset.
Last night as we headed toward kehillah (our fellowship), we passed many very large groups of young people walking toward the Kotel to worship and thank God for Jerusalem and rejoice in the victory that He gave. Some groups come walking from every part of the country…joining ever growing companies of determined troops walking to Jerusalem. Atleast 10,000 gathered last night. As I write and listen to the music from across the street, I know that the flag march is taking place around the Old City just now. Terrible sounding threats arose from different sections of Palestinian and Arab society. You may remember that last year during the flag march, Hamas in Gaza struck Jerusalem with rockets. It was sad to hear the air raid sirens on Jerusalem day last year. Will the threats be carried out? By the time you receive this letter we will know, but as of this moment…we do not…so with many others I pray for the peace of Jerusalem and thank God for His thoughts and purposes…both so much higher than ours.
The Battle forJerusalem -explained
Jerusalem Day comes in the midst of the counting of the Omer (the sheaf of grain for the new grain offering)…and a week before Shavuot (Pentecost)… which is next Sunday.
“The Torah, in Leviticus 23:15–16, and Deuteronomy 16:9–12, states that it is a commandment to count seven complete weeks from the start of the grain harvest ending with the festival of Shavuot on the fiftieth day.”
Shavuot…the day that The Holy Spirit was poured…right where the flag march is now taking place… at this moment. I think of a sheaf of grain…all of the kernels fitted together, intricately designed and woven together. How intricate and beautifully designed is EVERYTHING in God’s plan! How fitted together in perfected design.
This short letter is not ‘well written’ but it seemed necessary to me today to open a window into Jerusalem, where the most hardened local melts at the memory of that day 55 years ago. Corners of firmly set lips gently curve upward and hard eyes moisten with tears at the sheer mention ‘Yom Yerushaylem Semeach!’ (Happy Jerusalem Day).
I hope that you will do the same as you watch the historical footage that I posted above to prod you toward God’s perspective as I prod myself.
I have not written since E went to be with The Lord, and I have only shared personal things since 29 March when my small part of the world turned upside down. Many of you have so kindly asked how I am doing…and thank you so much for caring. I have found The Lord to be all that He promises to be…and more as He gives us the hidden treasures of darkness only when we enter that darkness. It is hard and I miss my husband. Yes, the house is somewhat cleaner and quieter and the bed easier to make…Proverbs 14:4 “Where no oxen are, the trough is clean; But much increase comes by the strength of an ox.” I miss his strength and increase. I made the choice to not become broken but to be courageous. My ‘fleshly nature’ of a melancholy hermit would ‘camp on the grave’…but I will not allow my flesh to rule by His grace. My physical health seems weak. I think that I need more rest than usual right now. I tire way too easily. I think that I told you that my boss is planning to retire in October and that will end my working days (I’m 76). My landlady told me that the building that I’m living in is slated to be condemned (‘Don’t worry…it won’t be very soon…’) so I will also need to move. ‘Letting go of the rudder in the storm’ remains my command.
My family is a great comfort. I am so thankful for your prayers, friendship and encouragement. God’s faithfulness NEVER fails. I send you love from Jerusalem on Jerusalem day. May we live in His perspective … for His glory…knowing nothing but Him Himself.
Lovingly, your sister here.
“If I forget you, O Jerusalem, Let my right hand forget its skill! If I do not remember you, Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth— If I do not exalt Jerusalem Above my chief joy.” Psalm 137: 5,6
I greet you brothers and sisters, from the decked out city of The Great King…the city where The Lord CHOSE to put His Name…the city of promises…the city mentioned by name 815 times in The Scriptures…City of Peace…City of Hope…the cauldron of the heart and mind…the city at the center. May HE be glorified HERE…and where you are…and in you and in me.
Today is Jerusalem Day…Yom Yerushalym, and the city is clothed in flags. This day (according to the Hebrew calendar) 55 years ago, this Jerusalem was restored to Israel to whom she was promised after 2,000 years in captivity. It was a miracle that few would forget. It was not by might nor by power but by His Spirit that suddenly the now famous words were cried out: ‘The Temple Mount is in our hands! the Temple Mount is in our hands!’…for the first time in 2000 years!
IDF Soldiers Liberate the Old City of Jerusalem - YouTube
The Israeli flags, (which have abundantly clothed the city since Yom H’atzmaoot…our Independence Day), have been joined by the beautiful Jerusalem flags…the blue and white flag with the lion of Judah inside of a golden shield; I have a large one flying from my merepesset (‘balcony’ of sorts) along with Israeli flags surrounding flower boxes that I struggle to keep blooming.
It is a hot day with a desert wind blowing from the south east and across from my apartment, in the square that is below what was so recently E’s shop, an IDF (Israeli Defense Force) group is performing songs about Jerusalem …the heart felt songs…many from scripture…that have risen over these 55 years from the wars and the celebrations echoing from the stones and dust of this land of promise…this land of mystery (for who really can grasp what it looks like from God’s perspective?) [it does not take a ‘professional’ to see that that is NOT a complete sentence…but I’m afraid that it IS my complete thought!]
E loved watching ‘the doings’ from his shop above the square every year. He would come home telling me the stories that those who fought in the ’67 war would share with him. Last year one of the young people on their way to the traditional flag march in the Old City saw him enjoying the festivities and ran up the stairs to his shop and gave him a large ‘dancing flag’ on a pole like the ones that they were carrying. Oh how happily he displayed it…as I do now from our merepesset.
Last night as we headed toward kehillah (our fellowship), we passed many very large groups of young people walking toward the Kotel to worship and thank God for Jerusalem and rejoice in the victory that He gave. Some groups come walking from every part of the country…joining ever growing companies of determined troops walking to Jerusalem. Atleast 10,000 gathered last night. As I write and listen to the music from across the street, I know that the flag march is taking place around the Old City just now. Terrible sounding threats arose from different sections of Palestinian and Arab society. You may remember that last year during the flag march, Hamas in Gaza struck Jerusalem with rockets. It was sad to hear the air raid sirens on Jerusalem day last year. Will the threats be carried out? By the time you receive this letter we will know, but as of this moment…we do not…so with many others I pray for the peace of Jerusalem and thank God for His thoughts and purposes…both so much higher than ours.
The Battle forJerusalem -explained
Jerusalem Day comes in the midst of the counting of the Omer (the sheaf of grain for the new grain offering)…and a week before Shavuot (Pentecost)… which is next Sunday.
“The Torah, in Leviticus 23:15–16, and Deuteronomy 16:9–12, states that it is a commandment to count seven complete weeks from the start of the grain harvest ending with the festival of Shavuot on the fiftieth day.”
Shavuot…the day that The Holy Spirit was poured…right where the flag march is now taking place… at this moment. I think of a sheaf of grain…all of the kernels fitted together, intricately designed and woven together. How intricate and beautifully designed is EVERYTHING in God’s plan! How fitted together in perfected design.
This short letter is not ‘well written’ but it seemed necessary to me today to open a window into Jerusalem, where the most hardened local melts at the memory of that day 55 years ago. Corners of firmly set lips gently curve upward and hard eyes moisten with tears at the sheer mention ‘Yom Yerushaylem Semeach!’ (Happy Jerusalem Day).
I hope that you will do the same as you watch the historical footage that I posted above to prod you toward God’s perspective as I prod myself.
I have not written since E went to be with The Lord, and I have only shared personal things since 29 March when my small part of the world turned upside down. Many of you have so kindly asked how I am doing…and thank you so much for caring. I have found The Lord to be all that He promises to be…and more as He gives us the hidden treasures of darkness only when we enter that darkness. It is hard and I miss my husband. Yes, the house is somewhat cleaner and quieter and the bed easier to make…Proverbs 14:4 “Where no oxen are, the trough is clean; But much increase comes by the strength of an ox.” I miss his strength and increase. I made the choice to not become broken but to be courageous. My ‘fleshly nature’ of a melancholy hermit would ‘camp on the grave’…but I will not allow my flesh to rule by His grace. My physical health seems weak. I think that I need more rest than usual right now. I tire way too easily. I think that I told you that my boss is planning to retire in October and that will end my working days (I’m 76). My landlady told me that the building that I’m living in is slated to be condemned (‘Don’t worry…it won’t be very soon…’) so I will also need to move. ‘Letting go of the rudder in the storm’ remains my command.
My family is a great comfort. I am so thankful for your prayers, friendship and encouragement. God’s faithfulness NEVER fails. I send you love from Jerusalem on Jerusalem day. May we live in His perspective … for His glory…knowing nothing but Him Himself.
Lovingly, your sister here.
May 7-9, 2022
“When my father and my mother forsake me, Then the Lord [will take care of me].” (the Hebrew actually gives the tone of [He will gather me to Himself]) PSALM 27:10
“The Lord liveth, that brought the children of Israel from the land of the north, and from all the lands whither He had driven them: and I will bring them again into their land that I gave unto their fathers…the Gentiles shall come unto thee from the ends of the earth and shall say, surely our fathers have inherited lies, vanity, and things wherein there is no profit. Shall a man make gods unto himself and they are no gods? Therefore, behold, I will cause them to know mine hand and my might; and they shall know that my name is The Lord.” JEREMIAH 16:15, 19-21 KJV
Dear Brothers and Sisters who have stood with us and prayed for us – His body for His glory- Greetings in Him Who is Eternal, Sovereign, Righteous, Glorious, Good and Merciful. Blessed be The glorious Judge Whose judgments are for His true glory…and always right. May He be blessed.
The above scriptures (in Hebrew) are what we THINK will be on the stone that will cover my husband’s piece of property in Jerusalem…where his earthly body rests. The first, from Psalms, describes his life. The second, from Jeremiah, came alive to his heart some 30+ years ago…which he obeyed and fulfilled!
Our lives took a dramatic turn on the 29th of March. Since then, I have been in places that I never expected to be…but He has led all the way and I trust Him to continue to lead.
I have been so touched by all of the emails that I have received and I would like to share with you about this intense journey, but I suspect that I will break it up into 2 or even 3 emails. Recently I have had a lot of trouble with people not receiving my emails, so now I only put something like ‘update’ in the subject line… nevertheless many do not get through. I am trying to shorten the letters; perhaps that will help. I am still in a dream and so I do hope that I make sense, but mostly that I will glorify God in all things. I have missed describing the uniqueness of Passover, Holocaust Memorial Day, Soldier Memorial Day and Independence Day in Jerusalem, but this year I do have other things to share...this too, is part of the journey.
E bought me an orchid several years ago. I was surprised. Orchids are pretty…but I am not an orchid fan in that I tend to kill plants…so over the years I am a fan of…hum…daises, pansies, petunias… things that are hard to kill and that bloom for a long time while tolerating neglect. Our orchid has produced about 5 blooms at a time each year, despite my abuse…actually, Eric took over the care and feeding of it and last winter he cut it down to toothpick size: ‘You killed it!’ I said. ‘I pruned it.’ He replied. The day before his accident it had 25 buds and one flower. Each year it has been covered with buds that eventually fall off after some flowers come and go…no more than 5 at a time.
We entered Hadassah Ein Kerem Hospital via ambulance on the 29th of March and I left with my son in law, quietly, in the early morning hours of the 27th of April. I told you about the believing Doctor who prayed in the emergency room that the cerebral bleed would stop, and it did. I did not see this doctor again until the night of April 26th when he appeared with a group of doctors in the intensive care unit which he told me that he was not scheduled to be in. He was surprised to see me and I explained our journey. As I left the hospital with Yitzhak the following dawn, there he was again…and I told him ‘Now I know that you are an angel. Why are you here now?’ He said ‘No, I am not an angel, I am flesh and blood but I am here to pray for you. We KNOW where E is.’ This believer was at both the entrance and the exit for me in what I can only describe as a ‘Holy time.’ After 51 years I walked my husband home…and he is safe.
Another believing doctor, who was also a client of my husbands, called me and explained to me clearly what to expect as E took his last breaths. What a gift to have him so clearly guide me…and he guided me through the process that followed as well. Another doctor friend was E's client since she was in medical school. He prayed for her regularly. (She is not yet a believer and E prayed for her daily. Her name is ---- if you would pray for her salvation) She was SURE that they were making mistakes and so she drove up to Jerusalem between shifts to speak to the doctors. They showed her all that they had; the cat scans, the test results and she came to me and said ‘What happened to him?! I have never seen lungs like this except in extreme covid cases and he had no covid.’ And she wept.
One day I went downstairs to get a cup of coffee. Hadassah Ein Kerem is HUGE…actually it could be a small city situated outside of Jerusalem on its own mountain, it has more than one helicopter pad. The people who move patients back and forth to different tests and imaging use GPS to get around the hospital…yes…it’s THAT big! The newest main entrance to the hospital is a huge glassed area that has trees and a piano. As I moved in my ‘cocoon’ (for that is what I felt as if I were encased in; a ‘holy cocoon’ that kept me somehow separate from anything that could touch me that shouldn’t) toward a coffee shop, I heard a very old song playing. I was a child when I first heard “You’ll Never Walk Alone” and I never forgot it. (It was first recorded in 1945) I haven’t heard it really since I was a child, but there at the piano was an elderly man playing it and singing it in English. I quickly went over and he looked up at me and put his hand out…it was one of many holy moments in the midst of a holy time. What makes a time ‘holy’? Only one thing: GOD is Present! His Presence characterized this month for me. It was NOT easy…but it WAS holy.
Perhaps I will walk backwards. I just got home from a bizarre scene. E has rented his shop for 23 years and the landlord’s agent was not a nice man. As I was struggling to know what to do and how, people who had been his clients kept coming up and reading the traditional black and white sign announcing the death along with the funeral time and place and the shiva information. They were each in shock and grief and I watched them as the landlord proceeded with ridiculous demands…Lord have mercy…it was a bizarre scene. But I am home now and will not think about that. Here, funerals are to take place generally within 24 hours of the death. It used to be before the sun went down on the same day. Now, with people living overseas, sometimes they are postponed for loved ones to arrive. Funerals here are free for citizens. The bodies are wrapped in a shroud or a prayer shawl. (no coffin) E was wrapped in blue and white. So many people came to the funeral (although I could not discern faces) Our Pastor was greatly anointed. Some were shocked to hear The Name of Yeshua…may The Lord reap a fruitful harvest through the boldness of our Pastor! The burial places in Jerusalem are now in walls…there just is no more ground to be buried in. E was given a most beautiful spot overlooking the Jerusalem Forest. Bags of the earth of Jerusalem were placed around him…but ofcourse…he is not there! None the less, he would be blessed to know that he has been given tax free land overlooking the forest in a peaceful spot with birds singing…a foolish thought perhaps, but a comforting one to me.
We came home from the funeral and the shiva (the 7 days of shared mourning when ‘the widow’ does not leave the house nor bathe nor change her clothes) began. I remember years ago, having been to a shiva that I described and sharing with you the verses from Ecclesiastes 7:2 and 4 “Better to go to the house of mourning Than to go to the house of feasting, For that is the end of all men; And the living will take it to heart… The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, But the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.”
Our Pastor wisely explained to me the beauty and deeper meaning of the tradition of the shiva. Shiva means 7 and the mourners sit for 7 days while they are cared for by everyone else and visited by acquaintances, neighbors and friends. The door is opened and times of resting are noted on the black and white sign mentioned above. The people began coming; neighbors, clients of E’s, patients from my work, believers from around the country, people who simply knew us from the street…The mixture of people and the sincere outpouring of love was a tidal wave… and an immersion into this new world for which I need His instruction. Everyone brought memories…wonderful stories…they brought food abundant…they brought tears and laughter. They sat side by side; religious and secular, believers and those who would be offended by believers, people from all walks of life. It was exhausting and emotional and that is exactly what it is supposed to be, our Pastor explained to me. He said that it is a very wise way to provide a framework; NOW you grieve…extravagantly…even if your nature is quiet and private, the door is open and a pattern is provided for you for THIS is the time to grieve. Seven days…and then you ‘get up’. You go back to the grave…and come home and bathe and change your clothes and eat a meal. You return to the grave 30 days later and place a stone marker. (This is called the ‘shloshim’) Then you do not return for a year. It is a time to grieve and a time to move on…to continue… to live… it is our marked ‘duty’ before God. And it is a gift. I heard more wonderful stories about my husband than I could have dreamed I would hear…of the little things that he did and the big as well. Perhaps you remember that he had been an archer, representing Israel in the Madrid world cup games back in 2005, he carried the Israeli flag as the team presented itself. Or the book that was written ‘Eskimos of Israel and other Fascinating Israelis’…His life was truly extraordinary.
One thing struck me: Our upstairs neighbors (there are two apartments) were ‘with me’ through the entire ordeal. They would text me asking me what was happening and so unlike western culture their response would be ‘Oy, NO! This is awful! I’m so sad! I am crying for you both! My heart is breaking! I will do anything that I can to help!’ and they did. They brought down meal after meal, full homemade meals. They sat down with no self-consciousness…seemingly never concerned about ‘saying the wrong thing’ or ‘looking foolish’ they just were there and would quietly leave. I haven’t fully understood yet what made it so ‘different’. Perhaps it was the complete lack of SELF consciousness…it wasn’t ‘about them’ and that is something that I deeply desire in my heart of hearts; to be so free of ‘self’ that I can honesty minister to others needs. Perhaps it comes from growing up in a sort of ‘communal’ society where each one is taught to care deeply for the other rather than an independent society. I don’t know, but it touched me.
And in the midst of this all, ‘E's story’ went forth:
One cold winter night in a small village in Alaska, E was reading the prophet Jeremiah in English and there he read that the Jews were to return to their own land from the North and from the ends of the earth…and that the gentiles would bring them. He simply said to me ‘You are Jewish. My family is Jewish…we need to move to Israel.’ I remember saying to him ‘I know that you love my family…but a whole country of us? No way…have some more coffee.’ But he had HEARD the call deep in his heart and he sacrificed everything of his own heritage…the natural beauty and quiet of all that he had known and mastered…he laid it down to obey The Lord and fulfill His Word. This story resounded through out the hospital…through doctors and nurses and other patients as well as ringing loud and clear to all who came to the shiva (hundreds of people).
In the hospital, the intensive care unit that he was in had 9 ‘rooms’…each looked like a space ship filled with the specific machines needed to keep each patient alive. I can only describe the staff there as medical ‘Golani’ soldiers in the midst of critical war. They had two ‘mottos’. One was that these patients were alive and their mission was to do everything that they could while they still had the holy gift of life in them. The second was that they were only ‘shlachim’ (messengers) and that only God could heal. Their passion and compassion, combined with the best skills were humbling to watch as they fought valiantly for these lives. Part of what they do is to learn EVERYTHING that they can about their patient, not only the medical issues that has brought the patient there, but their family, their background, their character. They want to know will this patient fight for life? And will they fight to recover following a catastrophic illness? The ‘human being’ is always at the center of their fight…not just the body. And BECAUSE of that, E became beloved in the ICU. Everyone was telling and re-telling the story about how an orphaned ‘Eskimo’ (he’s Aleut, but found the concept too hard to explain to most Israelis) from such a beautiful part of the world read the ‘command’ in Jeremiah and obeyed! Not only THAT…but the fact that we have been together for 51 years brought many to our ‘room’ in the middle of the night asking ‘HOW? What is the SECRET?’ The fascination grew and there was total freedom to sing and pray and read the scriptures…yes…it was a HOLY time and yes HIS PRESENCE was with us and my prayer is that the seeds planted will grow and produce fruit for His kingdom.
At 3:am on the 27th I jumped up…something in the room had changed. I had fallen asleep in the chair next to E and was still holding his hand. I looked up and saw that the numbers on the monitor were erratic. I held his hand for the two hour walk to the gate…The room was so still, but His Presence … His Presence… His Peace.
The orchid was in full bloom the day of the funeral…ALL 26 BUDS WERE IN FULL FLOWER TOGETHER! Such a symbol this was to me of impossible ‘completion’…HE indeed does ALL things well!
People have asked how I am. I don’t know. I am still in a dream. For the first two days I remained in the holy cocoon…but I knew that I wouldn’t be able to live there…that I would have to walk on…and I will… but I feel emotional and vulnerable and don’t really want to talk about it. I miss him. I’m assailed by feelings of failure which I know are the challenges of the enemy but I think all of this is normal and I do know that HE has been with me and WILL BE with me…HE leads all the way. I miss my husband terribly. I want to tell him all about this…I must keep walking.
Tomorrow I return to work…so I will send this tonight. I thank you so very very much for all of the prayer support that I have been receiving. I feel it. HE IS ALIVE AND LEADS US ALL THE WAY.
I will not re-read this very long letter so I am asking you to forgive me for mistakes and perhaps repetition. I have left out so many miracles…there is just so much more.
I close this letter with love. May we glorify God and finish the work that He has for each of us.
“When my father and my mother forsake me, Then the Lord [will take care of me].” (the Hebrew actually gives the tone of [He will gather me to Himself]) PSALM 27:10
“The Lord liveth, that brought the children of Israel from the land of the north, and from all the lands whither He had driven them: and I will bring them again into their land that I gave unto their fathers…the Gentiles shall come unto thee from the ends of the earth and shall say, surely our fathers have inherited lies, vanity, and things wherein there is no profit. Shall a man make gods unto himself and they are no gods? Therefore, behold, I will cause them to know mine hand and my might; and they shall know that my name is The Lord.” JEREMIAH 16:15, 19-21 KJV
Dear Brothers and Sisters who have stood with us and prayed for us – His body for His glory- Greetings in Him Who is Eternal, Sovereign, Righteous, Glorious, Good and Merciful. Blessed be The glorious Judge Whose judgments are for His true glory…and always right. May He be blessed.
The above scriptures (in Hebrew) are what we THINK will be on the stone that will cover my husband’s piece of property in Jerusalem…where his earthly body rests. The first, from Psalms, describes his life. The second, from Jeremiah, came alive to his heart some 30+ years ago…which he obeyed and fulfilled!
Our lives took a dramatic turn on the 29th of March. Since then, I have been in places that I never expected to be…but He has led all the way and I trust Him to continue to lead.
I have been so touched by all of the emails that I have received and I would like to share with you about this intense journey, but I suspect that I will break it up into 2 or even 3 emails. Recently I have had a lot of trouble with people not receiving my emails, so now I only put something like ‘update’ in the subject line… nevertheless many do not get through. I am trying to shorten the letters; perhaps that will help. I am still in a dream and so I do hope that I make sense, but mostly that I will glorify God in all things. I have missed describing the uniqueness of Passover, Holocaust Memorial Day, Soldier Memorial Day and Independence Day in Jerusalem, but this year I do have other things to share...this too, is part of the journey.
E bought me an orchid several years ago. I was surprised. Orchids are pretty…but I am not an orchid fan in that I tend to kill plants…so over the years I am a fan of…hum…daises, pansies, petunias… things that are hard to kill and that bloom for a long time while tolerating neglect. Our orchid has produced about 5 blooms at a time each year, despite my abuse…actually, Eric took over the care and feeding of it and last winter he cut it down to toothpick size: ‘You killed it!’ I said. ‘I pruned it.’ He replied. The day before his accident it had 25 buds and one flower. Each year it has been covered with buds that eventually fall off after some flowers come and go…no more than 5 at a time.
We entered Hadassah Ein Kerem Hospital via ambulance on the 29th of March and I left with my son in law, quietly, in the early morning hours of the 27th of April. I told you about the believing Doctor who prayed in the emergency room that the cerebral bleed would stop, and it did. I did not see this doctor again until the night of April 26th when he appeared with a group of doctors in the intensive care unit which he told me that he was not scheduled to be in. He was surprised to see me and I explained our journey. As I left the hospital with Yitzhak the following dawn, there he was again…and I told him ‘Now I know that you are an angel. Why are you here now?’ He said ‘No, I am not an angel, I am flesh and blood but I am here to pray for you. We KNOW where E is.’ This believer was at both the entrance and the exit for me in what I can only describe as a ‘Holy time.’ After 51 years I walked my husband home…and he is safe.
Another believing doctor, who was also a client of my husbands, called me and explained to me clearly what to expect as E took his last breaths. What a gift to have him so clearly guide me…and he guided me through the process that followed as well. Another doctor friend was E's client since she was in medical school. He prayed for her regularly. (She is not yet a believer and E prayed for her daily. Her name is ---- if you would pray for her salvation) She was SURE that they were making mistakes and so she drove up to Jerusalem between shifts to speak to the doctors. They showed her all that they had; the cat scans, the test results and she came to me and said ‘What happened to him?! I have never seen lungs like this except in extreme covid cases and he had no covid.’ And she wept.
One day I went downstairs to get a cup of coffee. Hadassah Ein Kerem is HUGE…actually it could be a small city situated outside of Jerusalem on its own mountain, it has more than one helicopter pad. The people who move patients back and forth to different tests and imaging use GPS to get around the hospital…yes…it’s THAT big! The newest main entrance to the hospital is a huge glassed area that has trees and a piano. As I moved in my ‘cocoon’ (for that is what I felt as if I were encased in; a ‘holy cocoon’ that kept me somehow separate from anything that could touch me that shouldn’t) toward a coffee shop, I heard a very old song playing. I was a child when I first heard “You’ll Never Walk Alone” and I never forgot it. (It was first recorded in 1945) I haven’t heard it really since I was a child, but there at the piano was an elderly man playing it and singing it in English. I quickly went over and he looked up at me and put his hand out…it was one of many holy moments in the midst of a holy time. What makes a time ‘holy’? Only one thing: GOD is Present! His Presence characterized this month for me. It was NOT easy…but it WAS holy.
Perhaps I will walk backwards. I just got home from a bizarre scene. E has rented his shop for 23 years and the landlord’s agent was not a nice man. As I was struggling to know what to do and how, people who had been his clients kept coming up and reading the traditional black and white sign announcing the death along with the funeral time and place and the shiva information. They were each in shock and grief and I watched them as the landlord proceeded with ridiculous demands…Lord have mercy…it was a bizarre scene. But I am home now and will not think about that. Here, funerals are to take place generally within 24 hours of the death. It used to be before the sun went down on the same day. Now, with people living overseas, sometimes they are postponed for loved ones to arrive. Funerals here are free for citizens. The bodies are wrapped in a shroud or a prayer shawl. (no coffin) E was wrapped in blue and white. So many people came to the funeral (although I could not discern faces) Our Pastor was greatly anointed. Some were shocked to hear The Name of Yeshua…may The Lord reap a fruitful harvest through the boldness of our Pastor! The burial places in Jerusalem are now in walls…there just is no more ground to be buried in. E was given a most beautiful spot overlooking the Jerusalem Forest. Bags of the earth of Jerusalem were placed around him…but ofcourse…he is not there! None the less, he would be blessed to know that he has been given tax free land overlooking the forest in a peaceful spot with birds singing…a foolish thought perhaps, but a comforting one to me.
We came home from the funeral and the shiva (the 7 days of shared mourning when ‘the widow’ does not leave the house nor bathe nor change her clothes) began. I remember years ago, having been to a shiva that I described and sharing with you the verses from Ecclesiastes 7:2 and 4 “Better to go to the house of mourning Than to go to the house of feasting, For that is the end of all men; And the living will take it to heart… The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning, But the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.”
Our Pastor wisely explained to me the beauty and deeper meaning of the tradition of the shiva. Shiva means 7 and the mourners sit for 7 days while they are cared for by everyone else and visited by acquaintances, neighbors and friends. The door is opened and times of resting are noted on the black and white sign mentioned above. The people began coming; neighbors, clients of E’s, patients from my work, believers from around the country, people who simply knew us from the street…The mixture of people and the sincere outpouring of love was a tidal wave… and an immersion into this new world for which I need His instruction. Everyone brought memories…wonderful stories…they brought food abundant…they brought tears and laughter. They sat side by side; religious and secular, believers and those who would be offended by believers, people from all walks of life. It was exhausting and emotional and that is exactly what it is supposed to be, our Pastor explained to me. He said that it is a very wise way to provide a framework; NOW you grieve…extravagantly…even if your nature is quiet and private, the door is open and a pattern is provided for you for THIS is the time to grieve. Seven days…and then you ‘get up’. You go back to the grave…and come home and bathe and change your clothes and eat a meal. You return to the grave 30 days later and place a stone marker. (This is called the ‘shloshim’) Then you do not return for a year. It is a time to grieve and a time to move on…to continue… to live… it is our marked ‘duty’ before God. And it is a gift. I heard more wonderful stories about my husband than I could have dreamed I would hear…of the little things that he did and the big as well. Perhaps you remember that he had been an archer, representing Israel in the Madrid world cup games back in 2005, he carried the Israeli flag as the team presented itself. Or the book that was written ‘Eskimos of Israel and other Fascinating Israelis’…His life was truly extraordinary.
One thing struck me: Our upstairs neighbors (there are two apartments) were ‘with me’ through the entire ordeal. They would text me asking me what was happening and so unlike western culture their response would be ‘Oy, NO! This is awful! I’m so sad! I am crying for you both! My heart is breaking! I will do anything that I can to help!’ and they did. They brought down meal after meal, full homemade meals. They sat down with no self-consciousness…seemingly never concerned about ‘saying the wrong thing’ or ‘looking foolish’ they just were there and would quietly leave. I haven’t fully understood yet what made it so ‘different’. Perhaps it was the complete lack of SELF consciousness…it wasn’t ‘about them’ and that is something that I deeply desire in my heart of hearts; to be so free of ‘self’ that I can honesty minister to others needs. Perhaps it comes from growing up in a sort of ‘communal’ society where each one is taught to care deeply for the other rather than an independent society. I don’t know, but it touched me.
And in the midst of this all, ‘E's story’ went forth:
One cold winter night in a small village in Alaska, E was reading the prophet Jeremiah in English and there he read that the Jews were to return to their own land from the North and from the ends of the earth…and that the gentiles would bring them. He simply said to me ‘You are Jewish. My family is Jewish…we need to move to Israel.’ I remember saying to him ‘I know that you love my family…but a whole country of us? No way…have some more coffee.’ But he had HEARD the call deep in his heart and he sacrificed everything of his own heritage…the natural beauty and quiet of all that he had known and mastered…he laid it down to obey The Lord and fulfill His Word. This story resounded through out the hospital…through doctors and nurses and other patients as well as ringing loud and clear to all who came to the shiva (hundreds of people).
In the hospital, the intensive care unit that he was in had 9 ‘rooms’…each looked like a space ship filled with the specific machines needed to keep each patient alive. I can only describe the staff there as medical ‘Golani’ soldiers in the midst of critical war. They had two ‘mottos’. One was that these patients were alive and their mission was to do everything that they could while they still had the holy gift of life in them. The second was that they were only ‘shlachim’ (messengers) and that only God could heal. Their passion and compassion, combined with the best skills were humbling to watch as they fought valiantly for these lives. Part of what they do is to learn EVERYTHING that they can about their patient, not only the medical issues that has brought the patient there, but their family, their background, their character. They want to know will this patient fight for life? And will they fight to recover following a catastrophic illness? The ‘human being’ is always at the center of their fight…not just the body. And BECAUSE of that, E became beloved in the ICU. Everyone was telling and re-telling the story about how an orphaned ‘Eskimo’ (he’s Aleut, but found the concept too hard to explain to most Israelis) from such a beautiful part of the world read the ‘command’ in Jeremiah and obeyed! Not only THAT…but the fact that we have been together for 51 years brought many to our ‘room’ in the middle of the night asking ‘HOW? What is the SECRET?’ The fascination grew and there was total freedom to sing and pray and read the scriptures…yes…it was a HOLY time and yes HIS PRESENCE was with us and my prayer is that the seeds planted will grow and produce fruit for His kingdom.
At 3:am on the 27th I jumped up…something in the room had changed. I had fallen asleep in the chair next to E and was still holding his hand. I looked up and saw that the numbers on the monitor were erratic. I held his hand for the two hour walk to the gate…The room was so still, but His Presence … His Presence… His Peace.
The orchid was in full bloom the day of the funeral…ALL 26 BUDS WERE IN FULL FLOWER TOGETHER! Such a symbol this was to me of impossible ‘completion’…HE indeed does ALL things well!
People have asked how I am. I don’t know. I am still in a dream. For the first two days I remained in the holy cocoon…but I knew that I wouldn’t be able to live there…that I would have to walk on…and I will… but I feel emotional and vulnerable and don’t really want to talk about it. I miss him. I’m assailed by feelings of failure which I know are the challenges of the enemy but I think all of this is normal and I do know that HE has been with me and WILL BE with me…HE leads all the way. I miss my husband terribly. I want to tell him all about this…I must keep walking.
Tomorrow I return to work…so I will send this tonight. I thank you so very very much for all of the prayer support that I have been receiving. I feel it. HE IS ALIVE AND LEADS US ALL THE WAY.
I will not re-read this very long letter so I am asking you to forgive me for mistakes and perhaps repetition. I have left out so many miracles…there is just so much more.
I close this letter with love. May we glorify God and finish the work that He has for each of us.
April 20, 2022
“I will hand them over to trouble, to all kingdoms of the earth, because of Manasseh the son of Hezekiah, king of Judah, for what he did in Jerusalem.”
JEREMIAH 15:4
Greetings Dear Brothers and Sisters in Yeshua, Who has risen and lives forever, Who has conquered and wins, Who reigns glorious and eternal, Whom we are privileged to serve as a body together…therefore we love one another.
It is almost the end of Pesach here in Israel. The world and events whirl around me but I am walking a solitary road right now. Yesterday was 3 weeks since my husband’s accident and he remains in an induced coma, hanging between life and death and not making moves in either direction that we can see.
I was ‘sent home’ from the hospital yesterday by the doctors, nurses, social worker and our Pastor, and told to rest. It was so very hard to leave him but now I see that it was necessary and yes, I was exhausted. I slept yesterday since I got home and just saw how many of you are praying and have sent comforting notes and I want to thank you and update you.
The devastation that has taken place in E’s lungs remains a mystery, as does the fact that he makes no movement in either direction. I think that he has been tested for everything possible. I have been sitting by his bed, reading, praying, singing, watching. He is suffering now. I was thinking about all of those around the world who are crying out for his healing…I know on Sunday morning, yes, I waited. I kept ‘peeking’, expecting him to ‘just wake up’ and walk. But The Lord began speaking to my heart about Hezekiah. He cried out for his life after Isaiah had told him that his time was done here…he turned his face to the wall and wept bitterly…and The Lord granted him 15 more years…in answer to the prayer. (Isaiah 38) But we see a wise and godly King make devastatingly foolish decisions (Isaiah 39…also see 2 Kings and 2 Chron) during the time that his life was extended. He opened the door to Babylon…AND…he fathered Manasseh…the most wicked King of Judah!
I have often prayed about the boundaries that God has set; they fascinate me. The scriptures are full of descriptions concerning God’s boundaries in nature as well as nations. He has also set the boundaries of our lives…a time when we enter in and a time when we leave. I do NOT want my husband to leave. I DO want my husband to be in HIS PERFECT WILL! We have experienced God’s miraculous deliverance more times in our lives than most, I dare say. E was in a plane crash into the icy waters of the remote Bering Sea with a DEAR friend and there was no way that they should have survived…BUT GOD IN HIS MERCY AND FOR HIS GLORY RESCUED THEM! And according to His will and for His glory their lives were extended! We have been miraculously healed by God’s Hand through answered prayer (it is written that way in UC Davis Medical Journal as a miracle!) having been poisoned by the destroying angel mushroom in 1975. We have experienced more than our share of healings and miracles which we firmly believe in. But above all God’s Will is perfect and in His perfect will He is glorified! I do NOT have a specific Word concerning my husband and I am thankful for those who have…but as I thought about the evil that happened through Hezekiah through the extension that GOD GRANTED HIM IN ANSWER TO HIS PRAYER…I have released Eric to The perfect will of God.
I would like to ask that you continue in prayer for E into God’s perfect will.
I am NOT ‘giving up’.
I am NOT lacking in faith.
I am agreeing with Yeshua…not my will, but Yours, for Your glory!
Thank you so very much for all who are praying and loving and encouraging. Thank you for praying according to His direction. He hears and He answers. Thank you for praying for strength and wisdom as well for the family. May we each be led forth in His Peace. Lovingly, your sister
(again, I do not know when I will be near email next)
“I will hand them over to trouble, to all kingdoms of the earth, because of Manasseh the son of Hezekiah, king of Judah, for what he did in Jerusalem.”
JEREMIAH 15:4
Greetings Dear Brothers and Sisters in Yeshua, Who has risen and lives forever, Who has conquered and wins, Who reigns glorious and eternal, Whom we are privileged to serve as a body together…therefore we love one another.
It is almost the end of Pesach here in Israel. The world and events whirl around me but I am walking a solitary road right now. Yesterday was 3 weeks since my husband’s accident and he remains in an induced coma, hanging between life and death and not making moves in either direction that we can see.
I was ‘sent home’ from the hospital yesterday by the doctors, nurses, social worker and our Pastor, and told to rest. It was so very hard to leave him but now I see that it was necessary and yes, I was exhausted. I slept yesterday since I got home and just saw how many of you are praying and have sent comforting notes and I want to thank you and update you.
The devastation that has taken place in E’s lungs remains a mystery, as does the fact that he makes no movement in either direction. I think that he has been tested for everything possible. I have been sitting by his bed, reading, praying, singing, watching. He is suffering now. I was thinking about all of those around the world who are crying out for his healing…I know on Sunday morning, yes, I waited. I kept ‘peeking’, expecting him to ‘just wake up’ and walk. But The Lord began speaking to my heart about Hezekiah. He cried out for his life after Isaiah had told him that his time was done here…he turned his face to the wall and wept bitterly…and The Lord granted him 15 more years…in answer to the prayer. (Isaiah 38) But we see a wise and godly King make devastatingly foolish decisions (Isaiah 39…also see 2 Kings and 2 Chron) during the time that his life was extended. He opened the door to Babylon…AND…he fathered Manasseh…the most wicked King of Judah!
I have often prayed about the boundaries that God has set; they fascinate me. The scriptures are full of descriptions concerning God’s boundaries in nature as well as nations. He has also set the boundaries of our lives…a time when we enter in and a time when we leave. I do NOT want my husband to leave. I DO want my husband to be in HIS PERFECT WILL! We have experienced God’s miraculous deliverance more times in our lives than most, I dare say. E was in a plane crash into the icy waters of the remote Bering Sea with a DEAR friend and there was no way that they should have survived…BUT GOD IN HIS MERCY AND FOR HIS GLORY RESCUED THEM! And according to His will and for His glory their lives were extended! We have been miraculously healed by God’s Hand through answered prayer (it is written that way in UC Davis Medical Journal as a miracle!) having been poisoned by the destroying angel mushroom in 1975. We have experienced more than our share of healings and miracles which we firmly believe in. But above all God’s Will is perfect and in His perfect will He is glorified! I do NOT have a specific Word concerning my husband and I am thankful for those who have…but as I thought about the evil that happened through Hezekiah through the extension that GOD GRANTED HIM IN ANSWER TO HIS PRAYER…I have released Eric to The perfect will of God.
I would like to ask that you continue in prayer for E into God’s perfect will.
I am NOT ‘giving up’.
I am NOT lacking in faith.
I am agreeing with Yeshua…not my will, but Yours, for Your glory!
Thank you so very much for all who are praying and loving and encouraging. Thank you for praying according to His direction. He hears and He answers. Thank you for praying for strength and wisdom as well for the family. May we each be led forth in His Peace. Lovingly, your sister
(again, I do not know when I will be near email next)
Assunto: quick update - 13.April 2022
On the same day, when evening had come, He said to them, “Let us cross over to the other side.” Now when they had left the multitude, they took Him along in the boat as He was. And other little boats were also with Him. And a great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that it was already filling. But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?”
Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. But He said to them, “Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?” And they feared exceedingly, and said to one another, “Who can this be, that even the wind and the sea obey Him!” Mark 4:35-41
I WILL CLING TO THE LOVER OF MY SOUL…LETTING GO OF THE RUDDER IN THE STORM (song: Song in the Night)
Dear brothers and sisters, I DO greet you in the Love and Power and Mercy and Beauty and Sovereignty of The LORD, Yeshua h’Meshiach…Jesus Christ.
I never though, as Pesach approaches on Friday night and Resurrection Day is celebrated that I would write a short note like this, but I do know that I need to communicate.
Pesach…Passover…the first… remarkable and significant dividing line in the Tanach…oh how I LOVE writing about it…living it…sharing it.
But God has chosen a different path for us at the moment. I have no email (not able to receive or write) where I am spending most of my time since 29th of March. My husband is in intensive care (tipool nimratz) in Hadassah Ein Kerem Hospital on a respirator following a fall from a ladder. He suffered a brain hemorrhage that was controlled…a believing Doctor in the emergency room prayed a prayer with His Presence and the bleeding soon stopped. He also suffered a fracture in his skull near his eye, 5 fractured ribs and shoulder. What wasn’t seen at the beginning was that the fall damaged his lungs and they began both to bleed and to be attacked by inflammation. He was in critical before any of us understood what was happening. It’s his lungs that are now in great need of His Breath. They are not working on their own.
Our older Daughter from London has come to be with us and I am with him in intensive care most of the time. I have just begun coming home to sleep. The Lord’s Presence is remarkable…He is FAITHFUL and I have His Peace. I feel as if He has me tucked away in a very safe place. Psalm 29 is beautiful as David proclaims that ‘HIS VOICE IS OVER THE WATERS…HIS VOICE BREAKS THE CEDERS OF LEBANON AND CAUSES THE DEER TO CALF’…His VOICE can and I believe is piercing through the induced coma that Eric is in.
GOD knows our times…they are in His hands…and I stand before Him in the gap for my husband…gazing at HIS Face, trusting HIM to Whom we are committed.
This is why I haven’t written and I do appreciate your prayers. I am surrounded by the loving body here and testify to His faithfulness in this moment too. I promise that I will write when I can. If you send me an email I am not sure when I will receive it so please don’t let lack of an answer concern you. I do not have (or want) email on my phone.
Because HE lives, we can face tomorrow. Meanwhile, may we all glorify Him in THIS moment.
May The Lord be magnified!
Lovingly, your sister here.
On the same day, when evening had come, He said to them, “Let us cross over to the other side.” Now when they had left the multitude, they took Him along in the boat as He was. And other little boats were also with Him. And a great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that it was already filling. But He was in the stern, asleep on a pillow. And they awoke Him and said to Him, “Teacher, do You not care that we are perishing?”
Then He arose and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace be still!” And the wind ceased and there was a great calm. But He said to them, “Why are you so fearful? How is it that you have no faith?” And they feared exceedingly, and said to one another, “Who can this be, that even the wind and the sea obey Him!” Mark 4:35-41
I WILL CLING TO THE LOVER OF MY SOUL…LETTING GO OF THE RUDDER IN THE STORM (song: Song in the Night)
Dear brothers and sisters, I DO greet you in the Love and Power and Mercy and Beauty and Sovereignty of The LORD, Yeshua h’Meshiach…Jesus Christ.
I never though, as Pesach approaches on Friday night and Resurrection Day is celebrated that I would write a short note like this, but I do know that I need to communicate.
Pesach…Passover…the first… remarkable and significant dividing line in the Tanach…oh how I LOVE writing about it…living it…sharing it.
But God has chosen a different path for us at the moment. I have no email (not able to receive or write) where I am spending most of my time since 29th of March. My husband is in intensive care (tipool nimratz) in Hadassah Ein Kerem Hospital on a respirator following a fall from a ladder. He suffered a brain hemorrhage that was controlled…a believing Doctor in the emergency room prayed a prayer with His Presence and the bleeding soon stopped. He also suffered a fracture in his skull near his eye, 5 fractured ribs and shoulder. What wasn’t seen at the beginning was that the fall damaged his lungs and they began both to bleed and to be attacked by inflammation. He was in critical before any of us understood what was happening. It’s his lungs that are now in great need of His Breath. They are not working on their own.
Our older Daughter from London has come to be with us and I am with him in intensive care most of the time. I have just begun coming home to sleep. The Lord’s Presence is remarkable…He is FAITHFUL and I have His Peace. I feel as if He has me tucked away in a very safe place. Psalm 29 is beautiful as David proclaims that ‘HIS VOICE IS OVER THE WATERS…HIS VOICE BREAKS THE CEDERS OF LEBANON AND CAUSES THE DEER TO CALF’…His VOICE can and I believe is piercing through the induced coma that Eric is in.
GOD knows our times…they are in His hands…and I stand before Him in the gap for my husband…gazing at HIS Face, trusting HIM to Whom we are committed.
This is why I haven’t written and I do appreciate your prayers. I am surrounded by the loving body here and testify to His faithfulness in this moment too. I promise that I will write when I can. If you send me an email I am not sure when I will receive it so please don’t let lack of an answer concern you. I do not have (or want) email on my phone.
Because HE lives, we can face tomorrow. Meanwhile, may we all glorify Him in THIS moment.
May The Lord be magnified!
Lovingly, your sister here.
March 9, 2022
- “… but, ‘The Lord lives who brought up the children of Israel from the land of the north and from all the lands where He had driven them.’ For I will bring them back into their land which I gave to their fathers. “Behold, I will send for many fishermen,” says the Lord, “and they shall fish them; and afterward I will send for many hunters, and they shall hunt them from every mountain and every hill, and out of the holes of the rocks. For My eyes are on all their ways; they are not hidden from My face, nor is their iniquity hidden from My eyes.” Jeremiah 16:15-17
May this letter find you in His Peace, drawing near to Him, filled with a hunger to know Him, and may His Word be growing you and me up in Him, producing fruit for this starving world. May we be of the broken and contrite spirit which He will not despise.
More and more I find that I dare not write unless He presses me to. I believe that we are living to see His days of judgment upon this earth and we are still flesh and blood…so we are on this earth. I’ve had far too many of my own words and my own opinions and desires over the years, but I sense in my heart that He is no longer tolerating this, so I am praying that you know that if there is anything shared that is worthwhile, ALL glory to Him and God forbid that I should waste your time!
It is almost Purim here; the days when the book of Esther (in Hebrew it is ‘magilat Esther’ or the scroll of Esther) is called to mind and celebrated somewhat elaborately. The secular population celebrates it like a huge halloween party…but to those who honor the scripture it is a time to remember what God did. Being in Jerusalem gives us the opportunity to participate in Purim from the ‘walled city’ context. You might recall that it is written in Esther 9:18, 19 “But the Jews who were at Shushan (a walled city) assembled together on the thirteenth day (of the Hebrew month of Adar), as well as on the fourteenth; and on the fifteenth of the month they rested, and made it a day of feasting and gladness. Therefore the Jews of the villages who dwelt in the unwalled towns celebrated the fourteenth day of the month of Adar with gladness and feasting, as a holiday, and for sending presents to one another.” (and those in the WALLED cities – ie: Jerusalem – celebrate on the 15th day of the month of Adar. The fast of Esther is on the night of the 16th of March this year, and the celebrations in Jerusalem (called ‘Shushan Purim’) are on the 18thof March this year. In Jerusalem people will gather to read the book of Esther together on the night of the 17th.
Having said all of that, Israel is greatly impacted by the war between Ukraine and Russia. I get a sense that most of the world is touched one way or another, especially those for whom WW2 is history lesson memory rather than much of a personal experience. I have heard from different European countries and the US about efforts under way to help the refugees etc. and I understand how the economies are affected.
Here…we are seeing the beginnings of another wave of Aliyah unlike any since the Russians came more than a million strong when the gates opened up for them. We arrived toward the end of the Russian Aliyah. I have witnessed parts of the Aliyah from Ethiopia where people came with nothing. We have watched waves come from South America and heard the poignant stories of those who walked by night from Iran, Iraq, and the Yemenite rescue before we came. Israel has absorbed refugees from Africa and the Kosovo war into this little country since we have been here…But this isn’t ‘refugees’ for Israel…this is Aliyah!
What IS ‘Aliyah’?
The word literally means ‘going UP’. The implications for a Jew are spiritual: that to return to Israel is a rising up (from the ashes?) of the diaspora…or the dispersion…the judgment when God spewed the people out of His mouth and shut the door to the land that He had given us…the land that He had promised to Abraham, Isaac and Jacob…the promise that the people never forgot…nor did The Lord Who PROMISED that He would judge the disobedience (although He is SO longsuffering and merciful!) AND that He would bring us back in HIS faithfulness! You can read Jeremiah 31 (for example) in the MIDST of His burning judgments… He remembers His promises…just as in the book of Revelation. The promises…both of His judgments and His redemptions side by side, are the context for the entire Scriptures…and here we are seeing it with our own eyes!
I was born before modern Israel was reborn. After I came to HIM, I listened to MANY who spoke of the wonder from the standpoint of Christians who had been taught replacement theology, the WONDER of seeing Israel reborn and the Jews gathering back in after 2,000 years! For some, it took some adjusting and re-study of the scriptures that they had not had Light on before. For others, their faith had embraced the promises, but they had not expected to see with their eyes the unfolding in their own life time, and they were overcome by the wonder of it all.
But ofcourse, the story is not over yet and we are STILL witnessing His plan unfolding into life; bone coming to bone and muscle to muscle and we are waiting with anticipation to SEE THE BREATH OF THE SPIRIT!
As we watched what is taking place just north of us, we were deeply moved, seeing the faces of our bus mates speaking about relatives still in Russia or Ukraine. How MANY had tried to persuade family members to make Aliyah, but they were comfortable at home in a culture that they knew on a land that they were raised on. I worked with L for a time. She would often go back to Ukraine to visit her Grandmother and tell me of trying to get her to come to Israel…but she had a nice little farm and was happy there.
Now they are coming.
Just before the war broke out, Israelis poured in trying to persuade the Jews to leave, providing services and flights, but they did not think that it would be too bad…certainly the ‘hunters’ (Jer. 16:16) were not coming…not for them.
Now the flights continue bringing new Olim (immigrants) both from Ukraine and also from Russia. They are coming with nothing but they are coming. I can not get an accurate number…I have heard of several thousand already as the kibbutzim open their doors, homes are opened, the way is made clear and plain. Isaiah 62:10-11 says “Go through, Go through the gates! Prepare the way for the people; Build up, Build up the highway! Take out the stones, Lift up a banner for the peoples! Indeed the Lord has proclaimed To the end of the world: “Say to the daughter of Zion,‘Surely your salvation is coming; Behold, His reward is with Him, And His work before Him.’”
There was a Jewish orphanage in Ukraine that had 100 Jewish orphans who are now safely here… new Israeli citizens. I was looking at pictures of them with calm, serene faces, wondering…plucked out of the fire…what does God have in store for them? I watched as a 90 year old Ukrainian Grandmother was lifted off of the plane embraced by her Grandchildren who were already here. She was a Holocaust survivor but had never come home after surviving the first hunters…and ignoring the fishers, thinking that she would never see the hunters again. It was with wonder that she looked around her.
I was downtown earlier in the week and there was a very large crowd of young people singing strongly about Elohim (God) and redemption. It seemed to be a Purim event but they were also collecting money and had big signs. There were young people speaking in Hebrew, Russian, Spanish, French and English encouraging to give generously, for we are all one people and we must open our hearts wide to provide for those newly arriving from Ukraine…that they are our brothers and sisters and mothers and fathers and we must receive them with great joy. They spoke of this as being another Purim miracle and my heart wondered again, bringing this people before Him…’How LONG LORD…until our eyes are open and our Messiah, The TRUE Messiah is SEEN in our midst!’.
Probably you have also heard this, but I have heard a call for Bibles from Ukraine. What a blessing that hungry people EAT! When darkness pours in, some embrace it, but SOME cry out for LIGHT! I want to include notes here both from Chuck Cohen (IFI prayer notes) and from my Pastor’s prayer notes concerning how they are praying into these events as I found them both excellent and perhaps they would bless you as well.
I have a personal prayer request. Our 5 month old Granddaughter had fairly asymptomatic covid and seemed to have recovered well. Three weeks later she was hospitalized for a week, dehydrated from vomiting, fever and oxygen levels low. Thankfully she went home when vital signs stabilized but she is still not well and I am asking for prayer for her please. I am also asking for prayer for our son in law (her Dad – a locksmith) who is finding making ends meet a challenge. May his heart be prepared for The Light to meet The True Provider. Thank you.
God BLESS and encourage you in His perfect will. May He perfect those things that concern us that we might be a sweet smelling savor unto Him and bear nourishing fruit abundantly in this starving world. I send my love!
February 9, 2022
“‘Ah, Lord God! Behold, You have made the heavens and the earth by Your great power and outstretched arm. There is nothing too hard for You.” JEREMIAH 32:17
“For with God nothing will be impossible.” LUKE 1:37
Greetings dear sisters and brothers, from beautiful Jerusalem… the place that HE chose to put His Name; for HIS purposes and for HIS glory.
May The Lord, The One True Master, The Creator of all, The ONLY Truth, be blessed and glorified. May you, His children, be encouraged and blessed…for we live in challenging, narrow times. Times when the path is so narrow and the way often so dark and muddy that oh how we MUST encourage and pray for one another.
HE is The Truth and the way…may we not become distracted.
Most of you know that I am still working in a family doctor’s office across town. What I would have NEVER chosen for myself in a million years, has turned out to be such a blessing and an education. I don’t want to belabor the point, but I constantly stand, filled with amazement at the path of The Lord! Over the 23 years that I have worked there, I have encountered extraordinary people from every walk of life and every background here in Israel and it has filled me with wonder and stories that I do try to share.
I’ve told you before about K, a 99 year old Holocaust survivor with such an amazing, sweet nature and miraculous story of survival. My boss called me a couple of weeks ago: ‘K has covid!’ he said. I wanted to cry! After all that she had been through, is this how she was to leave? Two weeks later the phone rang. ‘It’s K!’ she laughed. ‘I survived the Shoar (Holocaust) and now I have survived covid! God is so good!’ After hearing her story…seeing her character and watching her faith in God, I once asked her if she knew Yeshua. ‘Who is Rabbi Yeshua?’ she asked me. I said ‘He is also called Jesus’. She looked puzzled and I felt the nudge of The Holy Spirit to be quiet. When I had told her about another patient who was also in the Shoar and who had awful things to say about ‘any God Who would allow the shoar’, K looked at me with such pity and said words that I will always remember; ‘But if HE weren’t with me in the midst of it, how could I have survived?’
I was remembering today how when I first began to work in the doctor’s office, I was totally unprepared for such work. Having passed the initial interview, my boss was in for quite a shock once he realized how little prepared I honestly was. I could butcher a caribou, sharpen any knife, live off of the frozen land and feed and clothe my family…but…speaking on 4 phones in Hebrew about medications and medical tests, and using a Hebrew medical computer program, having never worked with a computer? AND my Hebrew was still ground floor basic…NAAAHHHHH! IT WAS A CHALLENGE…truly humbling.
One day my boss told me to get ahold of the rabies (cal-evit) section of the health department for him; I tried. And I tried some more. No one would answer. Simply…no one. I finally told him that I could not get ahold of anyone there and he said to me: “There is NOTHING that can not be accomplished! NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE!” He meant it and I was stunned. (I was EQUALLY stunned when the other doctor told me [I had crashed under the extreme stress of the work] that ‘stress is GOOD for you!’ I had spent my entire life trying to escape stress and had NEVER imagined such a philosophy!)
And surely this HAS been part of the Israeli way of life. Having faced enormous…impossible difficulties, Israel has earned herself the rightful reputation as a nation that has accomplished extraordinary things. We have. Most of you can list more things than I can. This nation has been an overcomer…raised up after 2,000 years in the grave…a resurrected ancient, holy language…A Book that continues with us in our midst…the armies that failed to conquer when they were abundantly better equipped and manned…the desert blooming…the fruits and flowers and innovation...
IT SHOULD ONLY POINT TO THE ONE TRUE GOD, ON THE THRONE AND REIGNING!
IT SHOULD ONLY POINT TO HIM WITH WHOM NOTHING SHALL BE IMPOSSIBLE.
“…Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’ Says the Lord of hosts.” we read in Zech. 4:6
How do we so easily slip over from the fact that it is not the Israelis, but THE GOD of the Israelis?
And where are we without Him? I fear to ask…but I dare ask it.
I love to speak with people on the bus and on the train. Now that I have the look of ‘an aged one’ (cane and all-although I have to giggle and feel that it is all a masquerade) I have a different group of people that speak with me. It is generally the religious women (who begin by offering me a seat) or the other older people, who look at me with a ‘knowing look’ [‘ah…you hurt…we hurt…we were all young once’ look] and soon we find ourselves talking. It is these, the simpler people…the ones who ride the train to the shuk ever day…that I have my most passionate discussions with, and I am thankful for how many fear that we have taken God’s glory; that they see His finger of judgment, and they fear Him and pray for mercy. I listen to the older men and women speaking and saying that we need to remember the old days when we gave thanks to GOD and obeyed Him and recognized His Hand. They tell me that they tremble to see the pride and the sin and the hardness all over the world…but, they add sadly…’and even here…where we should know better.’
I do enjoy the dynamics of the Israeli culture on the Jerusalem train! When I enter with my cane, I have to brace myself…for there WILL be ‘a director’! The ‘director’ looks at me and says in a loud voice ‘Give her a seat! You, yelid (boy), over there, get up and give her a seat’! People begin to scatter and insist that I sit down. Now…the truth be told…I have a bad knee. I fell out of a pickup truck years ago and it never healed well and became an increasing problem. I begin by saying ‘No no. Thank you. I’m fine’…but there is no way that the ‘director’ will take that, and everyone begins to try to usher me to a seat…by force! Eventually I announce, in an equally loud voice, that ‘it’s my KNEE that has a problem and it is harder for me to sit and then stand, but easier for me to stay standing.’ At that point a number of heads bob in agreement. They understand now. ‘Leave her alone’ (they stop pushing and pulling on me and NOW we can strike up a conversation!)
The woman who ended up next to me yesterday was an older religious woman. Her parents had had a very hard life and lost everyone. They met when they were older and succeeded in having only one child together, making her not only an only child, but the only child of grieving parents. She told me that she has 5 children and 17 Grandchildren and that she still works as a gannenet. (pre school and kindergarten teacher) ‘How we must thank Him and always give Him praise!’ she said. I, ofcourse, whole heartedly agreed. “The LORD has done great things for us, where of we are glad”!
“But as morning dawned the next day God prepared a worm, and it so damaged the plant that it withered.” Jonah 4:7 “…the wrath of the Lord was aroused against the people, and the Lord struck the people with a very great plague.” Numbers 11:33
It has impressed me of late that THE PROMISES OF THE LORD ARE BOTH THE BLESSINGS AND THE CURSES…His mercy AND His judgments ARE HIS PROMISES.
I keep watching people scurry around trying to ‘fix things’ and I thought of my boss, who himself has finally had to admit that sometimes we can’t.
“Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful. And let us consider one another in order to stir up love and good works, not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as is the manner of some, but exhorting one another, and so much the more as you see the Day approaching.” Hebrews 10:23-25
I think of the time that Daniel lived in…the wickedness and oppression and he was a captive as well…yet Daniel 6:10 says“Now when Daniel knew that the writing was signed, he went home. And in his upper room, with his windows open toward Jerusalem, he knelt down on his knees three times that day, and prayed and gave thanks before his God, as was his custom since early days.” Yeshua Himself lived under political wickedness and religious hypocrisy but He told us“But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness…”
As I walk the streets of Jerusalem today, I find myself thinking of Daniel, looking in this direction from his residence in the land of expulsion, and I pray for MERCY! Oh Lord! For the glory of Your Great Name’s sake, Mercy! It is a struggle to keep my eyes on HIM ALONE and not to look around and enter the fray: Not to become another judge of this or that one as man seems to be trying every door and loosing. As I walk, I sing “The Lord liveth, and blessed be my Rock, and let The God of my salvation be exalted”. The Lord tells us to “Look to the Rock from which we were hewn” and that we are to be living stones in His temple.
Yesterday I felt as if I had been run over by a Mac truck and the thought came to me ‘When I am pressed…what will come out of me? Will it be fine oil? Or will it be the fruit of this world…the rotten figs?’ The choice is mine; where I submit my thoughts and time and on Whom I place my eyes.
In today’s world…I don’t feel as if I have much more of a choice beside this. But isn’t this WONDERFUL? I CAN choose Whom I serve…Who is my Master and on Whom I put my eyes…and ultimately how I will respond. Though nothing else may be in control…this is! After walking with Him for 47 years, I don’t think that this is a ‘cop-out’…I think that it is the straight and narrow path through the times that we live in. The battle IS The Lord’s. May we keep our eyes steadily fixed as Stephen did when he was being stoned; he did not look at those stoning him but he kept his eyes fixed and HE SAW THE LORD!
May The God of peace…of SHALOM…fill you with all joy and peace in believing that you may ABOUND in hope, by The power of The Holy Spirit! God bless you and sustain you in His Presence.
Lovingly, your sister sheep.
“For with God nothing will be impossible.” LUKE 1:37
Greetings dear sisters and brothers, from beautiful Jerusalem… the place that HE chose to put His Name; for HIS purposes and for HIS glory.
May The Lord, The One True Master, The Creator of all, The ONLY Truth, be blessed and glorified. May you, His children, be encouraged and blessed…for we live in challenging, narrow times. Times when the path is so narrow and the way often so dark and muddy that oh how we MUST encourage and pray for one another.
HE is The Truth and the way…may we not become distracted.
Most of you know that I am still working in a family doctor’s office across town. What I would have NEVER chosen for myself in a million years, has turned out to be such a blessing and an education. I don’t want to belabor the point, but I constantly stand, filled with amazement at the path of The Lord! Over the 23 years that I have worked there, I have encountered extraordinary people from every walk of life and every background here in Israel and it has filled me with wonder and stories that I do try to share.
I’ve told you before about K, a 99 year old Holocaust survivor with such an amazing, sweet nature and miraculous story of survival. My boss called me a couple of weeks ago: ‘K has covid!’ he said. I wanted to cry! After all that she had been through, is this how she was to leave? Two weeks later the phone rang. ‘It’s K!’ she laughed. ‘I survived the Shoar (Holocaust) and now I have survived covid! God is so good!’ After hearing her story…seeing her character and watching her faith in God, I once asked her if she knew Yeshua. ‘Who is Rabbi Yeshua?’ she asked me. I said ‘He is also called Jesus’. She looked puzzled and I felt the nudge of The Holy Spirit to be quiet. When I had told her about another patient who was also in the Shoar and who had awful things to say about ‘any God Who would allow the shoar’, K looked at me with such pity and said words that I will always remember; ‘But if HE weren’t with me in the midst of it, how could I have survived?’
I was remembering today how when I first began to work in the doctor’s office, I was totally unprepared for such work. Having passed the initial interview, my boss was in for quite a shock once he realized how little prepared I honestly was. I could butcher a caribou, sharpen any knife, live off of the frozen land and feed and clothe my family…but…speaking on 4 phones in Hebrew about medications and medical tests, and using a Hebrew medical computer program, having never worked with a computer? AND my Hebrew was still ground floor basic…NAAAHHHHH! IT WAS A CHALLENGE…truly humbling.
One day my boss told me to get ahold of the rabies (cal-evit) section of the health department for him; I tried. And I tried some more. No one would answer. Simply…no one. I finally told him that I could not get ahold of anyone there and he said to me: “There is NOTHING that can not be accomplished! NOTHING IS IMPOSSIBLE!” He meant it and I was stunned. (I was EQUALLY stunned when the other doctor told me [I had crashed under the extreme stress of the work] that ‘stress is GOOD for you!’ I had spent my entire life trying to escape stress and had NEVER imagined such a philosophy!)
And surely this HAS been part of the Israeli way of life. Having faced enormous…impossible difficulties, Israel has earned herself the rightful reputation as a nation that has accomplished extraordinary things. We have. Most of you can list more things than I can. This nation has been an overcomer…raised up after 2,000 years in the grave…a resurrected ancient, holy language…A Book that continues with us in our midst…the armies that failed to conquer when they were abundantly better equipped and manned…the desert blooming…the fruits and flowers and innovation...
IT SHOULD ONLY POINT TO THE ONE TRUE GOD, ON THE THRONE AND REIGNING!
IT SHOULD ONLY POINT TO HIM WITH WHOM NOTHING SHALL BE IMPOSSIBLE.
“…Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’ Says the Lord of hosts.” we read in Zech. 4:6
How do we so easily slip over from the fact that it is not the Israelis, but THE GOD of the Israelis?
And where are we without Him? I fear to ask…but I dare ask it.
I love to speak with people on the bus and on the train. Now that I have the look of ‘an aged one’ (cane and all-although I have to giggle and feel that it is all a masquerade) I have a different group of people that speak with me. It is generally the religious women (who begin by offering me a seat) or the other older people, who look at me with a ‘knowing look’ [‘ah…you hurt…we hurt…we were all young once’ look] and soon we find ourselves talking. It is these, the simpler people…the ones who ride the train to the shuk ever day…that I have my most passionate discussions with, and I am thankful for how many fear that we have taken God’s glory; that they see His finger of judgment, and they fear Him and pray for mercy. I listen to the older men and women speaking and saying that we need to remember the old days when we gave thanks to GOD and obeyed Him and recognized His Hand. They tell me that they tremble to see the pride and the sin and the hardness all over the world…but, they add sadly…’and even here…where we should know better.’
I do enjoy the dynamics of the Israeli culture on the Jerusalem train! When I enter with my cane, I have to brace myself…for there WILL be ‘a director’! The ‘director’ looks at me and says in a loud voice ‘Give her a seat! You, yelid (boy), over there, get up and give her a seat’! People begin to scatter and insist that I sit down. Now…the truth be told…I have a bad knee. I fell out of a pickup truck years ago and it never healed well and became an increasing problem. I begin by saying ‘No no. Thank you. I’m fine’…but there is no way that the ‘director’ will take that, and everyone begins to try to usher me to a seat…by force! Eventually I announce, in an equally loud voice, that ‘it’s my KNEE that has a problem and it is harder for me to sit and then stand, but easier for me to stay standing.’ At that point a number of heads bob in agreement. They understand now. ‘Leave her alone’ (they stop pushing and pulling on me and NOW we can strike up a conversation!)
The woman who ended up next to me yesterday was an older religious woman. Her parents had had a very hard life and lost everyone. They met when they were older and succeeded in having only one child together, making her not only an only child, but the only child of grieving parents. She told me that she has 5 children and 17 Grandchildren and that she still works as a gannenet. (pre school and kindergarten teacher) ‘How we must thank Him and always give Him praise!’ she said. I, ofcourse, whole heartedly agreed. “The LORD has done great things for us, where of we are glad”!
“But as morning dawned the next day God prepared a worm, and it so damaged the plant that it withered.” Jonah 4:7 “…the wrath of the Lord was aroused against the people, and the Lord struck the people with a very great plague.” Numbers 11:33
It has impressed me of late that THE PROMISES OF THE LORD ARE BOTH THE BLESSINGS AND THE CURSES…His mercy AND His judgments ARE HIS PROMISES.
I keep watching people scurry around trying to ‘fix things’ and I thought of my boss, who himself has finally had to admit that sometimes we can’t.
“Let us hold fast the confession of our hope without wavering, for He who promised is faithful. And let us consider one another in order to stir up love and good works, not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together, as is the manner of some, but exhorting one another, and so much the more as you see the Day approaching.” Hebrews 10:23-25
I think of the time that Daniel lived in…the wickedness and oppression and he was a captive as well…yet Daniel 6:10 says“Now when Daniel knew that the writing was signed, he went home. And in his upper room, with his windows open toward Jerusalem, he knelt down on his knees three times that day, and prayed and gave thanks before his God, as was his custom since early days.” Yeshua Himself lived under political wickedness and religious hypocrisy but He told us“But seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness…”
As I walk the streets of Jerusalem today, I find myself thinking of Daniel, looking in this direction from his residence in the land of expulsion, and I pray for MERCY! Oh Lord! For the glory of Your Great Name’s sake, Mercy! It is a struggle to keep my eyes on HIM ALONE and not to look around and enter the fray: Not to become another judge of this or that one as man seems to be trying every door and loosing. As I walk, I sing “The Lord liveth, and blessed be my Rock, and let The God of my salvation be exalted”. The Lord tells us to “Look to the Rock from which we were hewn” and that we are to be living stones in His temple.
Yesterday I felt as if I had been run over by a Mac truck and the thought came to me ‘When I am pressed…what will come out of me? Will it be fine oil? Or will it be the fruit of this world…the rotten figs?’ The choice is mine; where I submit my thoughts and time and on Whom I place my eyes.
In today’s world…I don’t feel as if I have much more of a choice beside this. But isn’t this WONDERFUL? I CAN choose Whom I serve…Who is my Master and on Whom I put my eyes…and ultimately how I will respond. Though nothing else may be in control…this is! After walking with Him for 47 years, I don’t think that this is a ‘cop-out’…I think that it is the straight and narrow path through the times that we live in. The battle IS The Lord’s. May we keep our eyes steadily fixed as Stephen did when he was being stoned; he did not look at those stoning him but he kept his eyes fixed and HE SAW THE LORD!
May The God of peace…of SHALOM…fill you with all joy and peace in believing that you may ABOUND in hope, by The power of The Holy Spirit! God bless you and sustain you in His Presence.
Lovingly, your sister sheep.
January 12, 2022
“If you have run with the footmen and they have wearied you, then how can you contend with horses? And if in the land of peace, in which you trusted, they wearied you, then how will you do in the floodplain of the Jordan?” Jerimiah 12:5
Greetings dear brothers and sisters.
May The Lord be glorified in your life and in mine.
May this new year bring an increased fear of Him Who is to be feared, and a restored first-love for Him Who is to be loved, and a broken obedience that comes out of KNOWING HIM WHO CREATED THE HEAVENS AND THE EARTH…and can and will, in His time, roll them up as a scroll.
You know, I dare not write one of these letters unless He presses me to…and I have been feeling to write for a week or better now, but ‘what do You want me to write Lord?’ I still don’t know! His overall direction to me has been ‘What you see, write…what you hear, that write.’; so, I sit here wondering as much as you do, what will be written.
‘What was that?’ My heart jumped yesterday morning. Five am and there it was, loud and clear, out of place in the center of the city, which is exactly why it is so precious to me: The song of the morning bird! I could say that I didn’t realize that it had been gone as the winter set in with its muffled sounds; but oh, yesterday morning as I was having devotions the clear sweet song pierced the air and my heart with hope soaring!
I have told you about the blessing that we have received through Bituach Leumi, (our form of ‘social security’) of a ‘helper’ for 10 hours a week. I chose to find one myself and have been deeply touched by our first two…L, who is now in the army so can no longer help, and O is the helper whom we have until he goes into the army in March. Both, young (18 year old) believers…such hearts! It has been a blessing to have them in our home and a joy to share with them and pray for our youth. We have had some deep discussions and some good times of prayer together but the generation gap was magnified for me by way of a more mundane conversation that took place last week. Being 18, and a boy, it is necessary for me to teach him HOW to help me and HOW I need things to be done. Having never been a mother of boys, I thought about our older daughter (2 boys and 1 girl) often, for example, trying to explain that broccoli should not look like a floppy dead flower and a ‘small carrot’ should likely be less than a foot long. However, the following story took me by surprise and made me laugh:
We made Aliyah 27 years ago, arriving at the end of a 7 year drought. That first winter, I experienced monsoon rains that defied my imagination. I sat in ulpan (intense language class) soaking wet (freezing, because there was no heat and the Russian students insisted upon keeping the windows open, even as the rain flooded the floor) and learning how to say in Hebrew ‘We bless you for the blessing of the rain’…because…well…we live in a desert and we must ALWAYS thank God for the rain and for the water that we must never take for granted. I learned that lesson well and truly it was all around me. We prayed for rain, as a nation, at Sukkot. We watched every drop of water and gave thanks for it. There was no air-conditioning here back then, and huge black fans churned the hot summer air into a boiling, churning breeze. There were small water faucets at intervals along the streets and it was not unusual to see someone bend down and run the water over their head to cool off. No water was EVER wasted! Letting water run was unheard of. Every drop was precious and we knew that, and we thanked God for it. Showers were ‘dry showers’…a bit of water to wet down…then a soap down…then another bit of water to rinse off. It worked…enough anyway. And, I had a lesson from the best as to how to wash the floor! I was shown a cup. That’s right…a CUP. Into it went hot water and a bit of floor soap. Half of the cup of water was thrown on the floor and with a large squeegee on a long handle (no floor mops, buckets or sponges here) I learned to pull the water toward me, cleaning the floor. The second half of the cup was used to rinse. Each apartment has several plugged holes in the floor through which people used to drain the dirty water (now we are too crowded and it usually lands on someone’s head so they are not used much anymore). Once the floor was clean, we would take two ‘smartoot’ (a special absorbent cleaning rag) and put one over each foot and get excellent exercise by drying the floor doing the ‘smartoot dance’ (I called it).
Well…you all know how Israel started desalinating and reclaiming water etc. etc. I did not realize how that effected the next generation. It is true that I myself have become more ‘water wasteful’ these days, yes. I do take a full shower and sometimes let the water run. I do flush (excuse me). BUT…I continue to do the smartoot dance and so I was surprised when O asked me how I wash the floor. I handed him my small pitcher (no longer a measured cup) and the squeegee (called, affectionately ‘sponga’ in Hebrew) and he asked me to demonstrate. I was puzzled. He IS an 18 year old boy, but surely he’d seen his mother wash the floor? I first explained the procedure and he said ‘How can you wash all of the floors with a cup of water??’ I don’t know if I can explain it, but for me this was a dramatic moment. I, an immigrant, was explaining to a pre-army Tsabra (native born) a practical part of the cultural history of Israel. It was an indescribable moment of humility and joy.
It’s difficult to explain what it is like to be an immigrant.
Or even a transplant.
Many of you are, I know. Particularly when we are young in today’s world, we wander and there we are…’elsewhere’.
It seems to me that I was ALWAYS ‘out of place’. I grew up in NYC but in a ‘mixed’ neighborhood, not a ‘Jewish neighborhood’. Our neighborhood was mostly Italian and Spanish and people were always asking me where I was from (‘That street over there’ I would say and they would answer’…no…where are you FROM!’) Everywhere that I lived there were natives of that area with a history, with roots, with ties that I could not claim. When I met The Lord, I KNEW that I WAS HOME. I KNEW that I am His and He is mine…and that I belong in His kingdom, and someday I shall feel that longed for feeling of not being somehow strange or different. You might think that returning to our ancient homeland would make it natural, but believe me, it doesn’t. We are immigrants with accents and ‘strange ways and habits’ even here. SO…perhaps that can explain the great flush of joy that I felt explaining to this young Tsabra brother how the older generation here in Israel washed the floor! He looked at me with amazed admiration. This is a young man who is about to put down the mop and pick up an Uzi. He will be learning the history, near and ancient, of this land into which he was born, which he will walk with his fellow recruits. He will visit memorials, generals, survivors, Arab villages and Jewish villages and listen and see in our ancient language of Hebrew, more than I could ever dream of understanding. I get to pray that he walks faithfully as a disciple of Yeshua before his fellows…in a place that I’ve never walked.
And I got to teach him how to mop an apartment with a cup of water as his Grandparents did.
It’s my ‘place’…the ‘place’ that God has given me to stand. It’s small, but I’m expected not to bury my 1 talent…to use it and be faithful.
He HASN’T given me the place of a tsabra, nor the place of any other- and undoubtedly He knew my wild nature and that if I were to ever become rooted and grounded in Him, I would not be able to become attached to some earthly home:
“Tell me, O you, whom I love, where you feed your flock and where you make it rest at noon…Follow in the footsteps of the flock and feed your little goats BESIDE THE SHEPHERDS TENT” Song of Songs 1:7, 8
But most of you do not want to take your time right now reading a letter with stories about young boys mopping floors. The questions in the world are big; What is happening with Israel? you might ask. What it is going on there with the virus? What about your rights? The government? Iran? Gaza?
“Looking unto Jesus, The Author and Finisher of our faith, Who, for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross…For consider Him Who endured….” Heb.12:2,3 I have no answers…BUT THE LORD! What do I see here? Confusion, rebellion, anger. What do I see? GOD’s Hand…yes…not very popular, but I see God’s judgment EXACTLY as described from Genesis through Revelation settling upon the earth. Madness, rage, confusion, deception, violence, division, lawlessness, panic…this is what I see…BUT “Looking unto Jesus!...The Author….The Finisher of our faith…considering Him Who ENDURED!” That we might yet produce the fruit of His Spirit.
In other words, I have NO answers but to seek to please Him with my response to what I encounter minute by minute. I have NO answers but to find that one small place that HE wants me to stand on…to gain victory in that spot…to influence…and to be faithful to that one small thing! I have NO answer but to seek to be as close to Him as I can for the purpose of being a lamp so that His Light might somehow shine into this world that is catapulting itself toward darkness. I want NO OPINIONS and ESPECIALLY not my own…because really, what do I know??? BUT I CAN KNOW HIM! And so can you…and indeed we MUST because He is the ONLY ONE Who can lead the way.
It is time to close. We are blessed and God is faithful. Our older daughter has a ticket to come and visit with us for some 4 days at the end of this month LORD WILLING! It has been 2 years since we have seen her and we are beside ourselves with joy (having JUST found out!) and in prayer concerning it. Our younger daughter and the three Littles are doing well. Our sons in laws are beloved. We are both still working…apparently for as long as we are able. Thank you SO MUCH for your prayers…both for our family and for this people who is called by His Name. May HE BE GLORIFIED!
Lovingly, your sister here.
(ps. I have found that I have to title these letters simply or they are knocked out as spam)
Greetings dear brothers and sisters.
May The Lord be glorified in your life and in mine.
May this new year bring an increased fear of Him Who is to be feared, and a restored first-love for Him Who is to be loved, and a broken obedience that comes out of KNOWING HIM WHO CREATED THE HEAVENS AND THE EARTH…and can and will, in His time, roll them up as a scroll.
You know, I dare not write one of these letters unless He presses me to…and I have been feeling to write for a week or better now, but ‘what do You want me to write Lord?’ I still don’t know! His overall direction to me has been ‘What you see, write…what you hear, that write.’; so, I sit here wondering as much as you do, what will be written.
‘What was that?’ My heart jumped yesterday morning. Five am and there it was, loud and clear, out of place in the center of the city, which is exactly why it is so precious to me: The song of the morning bird! I could say that I didn’t realize that it had been gone as the winter set in with its muffled sounds; but oh, yesterday morning as I was having devotions the clear sweet song pierced the air and my heart with hope soaring!
I have told you about the blessing that we have received through Bituach Leumi, (our form of ‘social security’) of a ‘helper’ for 10 hours a week. I chose to find one myself and have been deeply touched by our first two…L, who is now in the army so can no longer help, and O is the helper whom we have until he goes into the army in March. Both, young (18 year old) believers…such hearts! It has been a blessing to have them in our home and a joy to share with them and pray for our youth. We have had some deep discussions and some good times of prayer together but the generation gap was magnified for me by way of a more mundane conversation that took place last week. Being 18, and a boy, it is necessary for me to teach him HOW to help me and HOW I need things to be done. Having never been a mother of boys, I thought about our older daughter (2 boys and 1 girl) often, for example, trying to explain that broccoli should not look like a floppy dead flower and a ‘small carrot’ should likely be less than a foot long. However, the following story took me by surprise and made me laugh:
We made Aliyah 27 years ago, arriving at the end of a 7 year drought. That first winter, I experienced monsoon rains that defied my imagination. I sat in ulpan (intense language class) soaking wet (freezing, because there was no heat and the Russian students insisted upon keeping the windows open, even as the rain flooded the floor) and learning how to say in Hebrew ‘We bless you for the blessing of the rain’…because…well…we live in a desert and we must ALWAYS thank God for the rain and for the water that we must never take for granted. I learned that lesson well and truly it was all around me. We prayed for rain, as a nation, at Sukkot. We watched every drop of water and gave thanks for it. There was no air-conditioning here back then, and huge black fans churned the hot summer air into a boiling, churning breeze. There were small water faucets at intervals along the streets and it was not unusual to see someone bend down and run the water over their head to cool off. No water was EVER wasted! Letting water run was unheard of. Every drop was precious and we knew that, and we thanked God for it. Showers were ‘dry showers’…a bit of water to wet down…then a soap down…then another bit of water to rinse off. It worked…enough anyway. And, I had a lesson from the best as to how to wash the floor! I was shown a cup. That’s right…a CUP. Into it went hot water and a bit of floor soap. Half of the cup of water was thrown on the floor and with a large squeegee on a long handle (no floor mops, buckets or sponges here) I learned to pull the water toward me, cleaning the floor. The second half of the cup was used to rinse. Each apartment has several plugged holes in the floor through which people used to drain the dirty water (now we are too crowded and it usually lands on someone’s head so they are not used much anymore). Once the floor was clean, we would take two ‘smartoot’ (a special absorbent cleaning rag) and put one over each foot and get excellent exercise by drying the floor doing the ‘smartoot dance’ (I called it).
Well…you all know how Israel started desalinating and reclaiming water etc. etc. I did not realize how that effected the next generation. It is true that I myself have become more ‘water wasteful’ these days, yes. I do take a full shower and sometimes let the water run. I do flush (excuse me). BUT…I continue to do the smartoot dance and so I was surprised when O asked me how I wash the floor. I handed him my small pitcher (no longer a measured cup) and the squeegee (called, affectionately ‘sponga’ in Hebrew) and he asked me to demonstrate. I was puzzled. He IS an 18 year old boy, but surely he’d seen his mother wash the floor? I first explained the procedure and he said ‘How can you wash all of the floors with a cup of water??’ I don’t know if I can explain it, but for me this was a dramatic moment. I, an immigrant, was explaining to a pre-army Tsabra (native born) a practical part of the cultural history of Israel. It was an indescribable moment of humility and joy.
It’s difficult to explain what it is like to be an immigrant.
Or even a transplant.
Many of you are, I know. Particularly when we are young in today’s world, we wander and there we are…’elsewhere’.
It seems to me that I was ALWAYS ‘out of place’. I grew up in NYC but in a ‘mixed’ neighborhood, not a ‘Jewish neighborhood’. Our neighborhood was mostly Italian and Spanish and people were always asking me where I was from (‘That street over there’ I would say and they would answer’…no…where are you FROM!’) Everywhere that I lived there were natives of that area with a history, with roots, with ties that I could not claim. When I met The Lord, I KNEW that I WAS HOME. I KNEW that I am His and He is mine…and that I belong in His kingdom, and someday I shall feel that longed for feeling of not being somehow strange or different. You might think that returning to our ancient homeland would make it natural, but believe me, it doesn’t. We are immigrants with accents and ‘strange ways and habits’ even here. SO…perhaps that can explain the great flush of joy that I felt explaining to this young Tsabra brother how the older generation here in Israel washed the floor! He looked at me with amazed admiration. This is a young man who is about to put down the mop and pick up an Uzi. He will be learning the history, near and ancient, of this land into which he was born, which he will walk with his fellow recruits. He will visit memorials, generals, survivors, Arab villages and Jewish villages and listen and see in our ancient language of Hebrew, more than I could ever dream of understanding. I get to pray that he walks faithfully as a disciple of Yeshua before his fellows…in a place that I’ve never walked.
And I got to teach him how to mop an apartment with a cup of water as his Grandparents did.
It’s my ‘place’…the ‘place’ that God has given me to stand. It’s small, but I’m expected not to bury my 1 talent…to use it and be faithful.
He HASN’T given me the place of a tsabra, nor the place of any other- and undoubtedly He knew my wild nature and that if I were to ever become rooted and grounded in Him, I would not be able to become attached to some earthly home:
“Tell me, O you, whom I love, where you feed your flock and where you make it rest at noon…Follow in the footsteps of the flock and feed your little goats BESIDE THE SHEPHERDS TENT” Song of Songs 1:7, 8
But most of you do not want to take your time right now reading a letter with stories about young boys mopping floors. The questions in the world are big; What is happening with Israel? you might ask. What it is going on there with the virus? What about your rights? The government? Iran? Gaza?
“Looking unto Jesus, The Author and Finisher of our faith, Who, for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross…For consider Him Who endured….” Heb.12:2,3 I have no answers…BUT THE LORD! What do I see here? Confusion, rebellion, anger. What do I see? GOD’s Hand…yes…not very popular, but I see God’s judgment EXACTLY as described from Genesis through Revelation settling upon the earth. Madness, rage, confusion, deception, violence, division, lawlessness, panic…this is what I see…BUT “Looking unto Jesus!...The Author….The Finisher of our faith…considering Him Who ENDURED!” That we might yet produce the fruit of His Spirit.
In other words, I have NO answers but to seek to please Him with my response to what I encounter minute by minute. I have NO answers but to find that one small place that HE wants me to stand on…to gain victory in that spot…to influence…and to be faithful to that one small thing! I have NO answer but to seek to be as close to Him as I can for the purpose of being a lamp so that His Light might somehow shine into this world that is catapulting itself toward darkness. I want NO OPINIONS and ESPECIALLY not my own…because really, what do I know??? BUT I CAN KNOW HIM! And so can you…and indeed we MUST because He is the ONLY ONE Who can lead the way.
It is time to close. We are blessed and God is faithful. Our older daughter has a ticket to come and visit with us for some 4 days at the end of this month LORD WILLING! It has been 2 years since we have seen her and we are beside ourselves with joy (having JUST found out!) and in prayer concerning it. Our younger daughter and the three Littles are doing well. Our sons in laws are beloved. We are both still working…apparently for as long as we are able. Thank you SO MUCH for your prayers…both for our family and for this people who is called by His Name. May HE BE GLORIFIED!
Lovingly, your sister here.
(ps. I have found that I have to title these letters simply or they are knocked out as spam)