Purposeful Hebrew
Column by Evonne Mandella

I could feel myself breathing in and out, slowly, deliberately. It seemed so quiet, even as beautiful music played in the distant background. Everything seemed so very far away. It was only me and Jesus, or Yeshua as they called Him. How did I get here? There I sat in a Messianic Congregation, among Jews and Gentiles worshiping Jesus in a Jewish Way. I was in a place and among people that I swore I would never be! These people are all fakes! I just know it! They are trying to trick us Jews into believing in Jesus as Messiah. Or, so I had always thought and was told to believe.
Through a series of events, my heart had opened up to the idea of attending one of these places. I was hurting deep inside and seeking something beyond myself for help. Now, the leader was asking a question. Would anyone want to accept Yeshua into their hearts? Would anyone want to pray to receive Him? He invited us to pray with him. Before I knew it, I began to pray, asking this Yeshua, the One I had always rejected, to be my God and Messiah! It happened in a whirlwind, but I have never been the same! Continue
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