A Bit of Backstory
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I’m thankful you’ve chosen to join me here at, “An Eccentric Housewife,” and hope the content I share blesses, encourages, and inspires you. May your faith be strengthened through the things I share.
I’d like to start with an introduction to my faith and how I got here. The daughter of a Jewish man and a Christian woman, my parents agreed to raise me Jewish. I was even consecrated in the synagogue and had intended to begin studying for my Bat Mitzvah, when my parents divorced.
Choosing to live with my mother eventually meant I was no longer going to synagogue. I never would’ve thought of the possibility. I don’t even remember when I learned that my mom was a Christian. However, in time, I found myself in a church.
Through my own study of scriptures I came to an acceptance that, Yeshua (Jesus), is Messiah. When I concluded that, I was told by the church that I was no longer Jewish, and had to shed everything Jewish about me. Though this confused me, and I now realize how incorrect that is, I knew I was no longer accepted as Jewish by other Jewish people, and so I tried, but my heritage and my connection to it still mattered to me.
As an adult I have often felt “too Jewish” for the church and “not Jewish enough” for the synagogue. I’ve been in and out of church and have also attended a Messianic synagogue. I have come to a place of embracing my heritage and my identity. This has changed the way I view the scriptures and has strengthened my faith.
I know most Jewish people do not consider me Jewish, for a variety of reasons, but especially because of my acceptance of Yeshua. Instead I am seen as one having a Jewish heritage, but not as Jewish, myself.
Regardless, my identity and heritage continue to impact my faith and my life.
Ultimately, though, the most important thing about it, is my personal relationship with G-d. Either I have one, or I don’t. Either I, like David, have a heart after His own or I don’t. A label is not what determines that. If it helps, simply call me a believer.