We spent the morning in the old city of Joppa, the ancient seaport where Jonah launched his boat escape from God (and was subsequently ingested by a large fish). It’s also the city where Peter had his game-changing vision that the Gospel was for all people and not just the Jews.
But this evening we had the honor of worshiping with a Messianic congregation. Choosing to follow Christ is no small decision for these people. Even in a growing secular Jewish culture they are considered traitors, sometimes harassed and even threatened by those clinging to culture and power.
It was beautiful to worship with them, to hear original Israeli songs penned from their congregation, and the messages connecting the prophetic words of the Torah with their fulfillment in Jesus. I couldn’t stop weeping as we sang these words:
Yeshua Yeshua kava tov lishoma et kolcha
Jesus, Jesus how good it is to hear your voice
There’s nothing more beautiful than remembering your brokenness and once again hearing the only Remedy calling your name.