First posted 1/12/2016
The course I took was nicknamed "Suicide Hebrew." Hebrew was a requirement for the Master of Divinity degree, but you could take it as a six week summer class, and I did. Maybe the nickname of the course is what led me to use the song "Suicide is Painless" from M*A*S*H as learning tool for the Hebrew alphabet. So now I remember the first five letters of the alphabet, a few words, and little else. Therefore, I'm pretty sure what I was doing to the pronunciation of Hebrew during songs and chants at Beth Sar Shalomwas homicide. But everyone around me was most gracious and did not complain.
Torahstudy classes and celebrating some of the Jewish holidays. Last Friday night we celebrated a Sabbath (Shabbat) dinner. Their friend, Murray, a Jewish Christian friend originally from Brooklyn, printed up some traditional prayers for the occasion. The roast chicken, challah, and wine tasted all the better because of the blessing. (And we had chocolate babka for dessert which tasted all the better thanks to Seinfeld.)
Beth Sar Shalom describe themselves in their literature as "a mixed group of Jews and Gentiles who gather together to worship God and His Messiah --Yeshua (Jesus)."
Most people greeted each other with the words, "Shabbat Shalom." Some men wore prayer shawls and yarmulkes, and a couple women wore head coverings, but most did not. Some traditional Synagogue liturgy was used in the service such as the Kaddish, the Amidah and the Shema. But we also sang modern choruses such as Chris Tomlin's How Great is Our God with Hebrew lyrics added to make it Gadol Elohai.
March of Remembrance," a commemoration of the Holocaust. There was a hope that other Jewish organizations in the Tucsoncommunity would also be involved. The Congregational Leader, Steve Shermett welcomed those who were watching the service via the internet. ("Congregation Leader" is apparently the preferred title in the church over "Rabbi" or "Reverend.") He welcomed viewers from Canada, Texas, South Carolina, New Mexico, Nevada, Idaho, Colorado, California, and the twelve watching in Tucson. (He challenged the people in Tucson who were online to come to the service the next week. It reminded me of watching Miss Mary Ann on Romper Room as a kid when she looked through the magic mirror and greeted home viewers by name. She never seemed to get to Dean.)
Children were then dismissed to their Shabbat Class called Club Maccabee.
The scripture for the sermon was I Corinthians 2, but Steve began the sermon with the story of how he came to Christ. He was raised in a Jewish home, but his parents divorced when he was fairly young and his mother married a Gentile. Steve still prepared for his Bar Mitzvahbut before the ceremony took place, he realized he didn't know whether he really believed in God. He decided he couldn't go through with it. His grandfather tried to bribe him with a gold Krugerrand -- which only made him more opposed to completing the ceremony.
Out of high school, he got a job working with Christian believers. They challenged him to reread the Torah with Jesus in mind, as the Messiah. And he found passage after passage (from the plural voice of creation to Jacob's wrestling with God) that seemed best explained by the Christian worldview. But he still couldn't receive Christ and go against what he had been taught throughout his life.
Around this time, he had a dream of hell that shook him up. He prayed to receive Christ -- and he didn't have to tell his co-workers he'd done so. They could tell he had changed "by the glow" on his face. He began to read the New Testament (along with the Old) voraciously. He began to go door to door to share the Gospel. He joined Jews for Jesus. He eventually went for training at the Moody Bible Institute in Chicago where he not only learned the Bible but also more about his Jewish religious heritage. He then came to Beth Sar Shalom where he has served for the last 25 years.
Steve says that God was faithful in showing Himself when Steve sought Him. He encouraged the congregation (and those viewing at home) to seek Him, for He would be faithful.
That term is nonsensical, of course. But some think the same of the term "Jewish Christian." Nonetheless, Janet has lived as such a person for the last 23 years. Along with many other faithful believers she has proved that the phrase means very much.
Miles from start: 765
Church website: shalomtucson.org