Why I Love Israel
Posted in Our Jewish Root on 02. Jun, 2010

Reflection of Mt. Zion in the prayer room window
When my husband, son, and I moved to Brussels, Belgium four months ago from Jerusalem, it felt like I was leaving part of my soul there. Almost every day I think about Israel, specifically Jerusalem, and the amazing year we lived there. So many precious memories were made there. I am not saying I don’t love Belgium or don’t believe this is where my family is supposed to be. I do. We are definitely in the center of the will of God. I love what He is doing here in Belgium. This is His plan for us, and I wouldn’t have it any other way, but I really miss Israel! Not just what Israel stands for in my life, but the actual physical land and people.
Jerusalem is the only city mentioned in the Bible that God loves. Most of Biblical history happened there. Abraham, Joshua, Isaiah and Jeremiah walked on the dusty hillsides. Yeshua walked the Land for thirty-three years and especially loved the Galilee area. He died, was buried, and rose again in Jerusalem. The Apostle Paul was a Pharisee in Jerusalem and had a life-altering encounter with Yeshua on the road leading to Damascus, Syria.
Yeshua is Jewish. The disciples were Jewish. The church that Yeshua built was obviously Jewish for three hundred years until Constantine was “converted” and started removing all traces of Jewishness from it. Christianity should more accurately be called “Messianic Judaism”. Yeshua never meant for the church to be pulled away from her Jewish root. We, as Gentile believers in Yeshua, have been grafted in to the Jewish vine. God reconciled me to Himself by sacrificing His Son, a human baby who was born to Jewish parents in a small Jewish town. That’s how much He wanted a relationship with me. Wow. This is just too much for my little mind to comprehend. (more…)
