We just got through watching Fiddler on the Roof. I am reminded of how history is cyclical, because, even as I look around, the Jews are hated and people are telling them to go some where else. I spent part of a week last week dealing with those who speak ill of Jews because they are “Christ killers”, just as they were labeled in the movie. As the times were quickly changing there, so too in the world we live today, our world is changing. And while it matters not if one is a Jew or a Messianic Jew, these people hiss from all corners, seeking to root out and wipe off the face of the earth the “Christ killers” and all those who sympathize with them.
The Rabbi who carried the Torah and cried as he said one final prayer in the synagogue points to those who love the Word of YaHuWaH, to whom it is more than just words on a scroll, but a living Word which enriches ones life and makes merry the heart. There shall always be, while this world is yet mortal, those who seek to destroy that Word, at any cost, simply because that Word convicts them. That Word says that those who love the Word, who cherish it, and keep it before their eyes, upon their hands, and written in their heart, those shall receive blessings. It is those blessings that those who seek to destroy the Word desire – the blessings without loving, or cherishing, or keeping the Word, not to mention without it being in their heart. They seek to avoid the curses by doing away with the Word, trying to openly mock YaHuWaH, but YaHuWaH tells us that He is not mocked (Galatians 6:7), and although these people drive out, kill and destroy all in His name, or so they believe, they still believe in lawlessness, which will cause them to here these terrible words, “I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity.” (Matt 7:23)
No matter what comes our way, and it surely will, if we are faithful to Him, He shall be faithful to us. For those of us who shall overcome and endure to the end, we have a hope that nothing and no one in this world can take away. We are just weary pilgrims, plodding through this world of sin. But this world is not our home, and as much as we are just passing through, we should be giving out blessings, and returning not the evil that is given to us. This world, and those in it, are so wrapped up in the outward appearance of people, but it should be the beauty of the transformed inner man that people see; transformed as with the beauty of the Word, etched by YaHuWaH’s own finger on the doorposts of our heart, knowing that this world has always persecuted His people, but our inheritance is not of this world, and our promised land is not anything that they can take away. Be strong, and bless YaHuWaH with all of your soul.