My parents accepted Jesus as their savior when I was a baby, and I grew up in church. Sunday School, Sunday morning worship, church services again on Sunday night and Wednesday night, and sometimes a mid-week Bible study in someone’s living room. Starting in third grade, I attended Christian schools and graduated from a Christian high school. It’s fair to say that I was thoroughly steeped in Christianity and the Bible.
After high school, I enlisted in the United States Air Force and proceeded to make the same foolish decisions concerning money and relationships as most others make, and although I never went completely off the rails, my spiritual life faded away. It’s not that I stopped believing in God. Rather, my beliefs stopped having a huge impact in who I was or how I chose to spend my time. Religion (God, faith, theology, whatever word you want to use) was entertainment for me, something to argue with people about, not something to build my life around.
I remember one of those debate sessions more than any of the others. A good friend asked me why God changed the rules. I had been taught (by constant implication if not explicitly) that the Jews were “saved” by offering animal sacrifices, then Jesus came and changed all the rules so that now we’re saved by faith. Why would God make the Jews follow all of those complicated rules when faith without any rules–except no drinking, smoking, or dancing–could have been good enough all along? I had answers, of course, but the truth is that those answers weren’t even satisfactory to me. How were they supposed to address the doubts of an unbeliever?
That conversation stuck in the back of my mind for years and when another friend–this time a fellow believer–pointed out a law in the Old Testament that was clearly moral in character and was never abrogated in the New Testament and asked “Why don’t we do that anymore?” I was determined not to regurgitate my youthful indoctrination in response to a serious and important question. I said, “I don’t know. Let’s find out what the Bible really says about this.”
And down the rabbit hole I went. Blindly at first since I didn’t know anyone else at the time who was even asking these questions. I discovered that the list of things the Bible says we should be doing but aren’t, and shouldn’t be doing but are, is long. Every answer turned up a whole new set of questions. Fortunately, within a few years I also learned that I wasn’t so alone. I connected with other believers who had come to many of the same conclusions. I started learning a new vocabulary: Yeshua, Torah, Shabbat, Brit Chadashah, and so on.
Eventually, I even started getting my head on straight. Give me another lifetime or three and I might get it all the way turned around. I’ve made mistakes along the way, and I’ve had to change my mind on a few things. I probably will again.
But here I am today, trying my best to humbly and faithfully obey my Creator and Messiah–call him Jesus, call him Yeshua, I don’t care so long as you call him Lord–and what I am really passionate about is sharing some of my journey with you, helping you to find the answers to the hard questions so you don’t feel like you’re lost in a maze of theological mumbo jumbo and religious bureaucracy.
Whether it’s the Sabbath, God’s holy days, marriage, or something else, I want to help you answer the question of “The Bible says this, so why does the church say that?” “If we’re to be imitators of Christ and he did this, why don’t we do this too?”
Stick around. I might not have all the answers, but I hope we can find them together.
Your brother in Yeshua HaMashiach,
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