I was born in Israel in the city ofÂ Jerusalem and brought up, like the restÂ of my family and race, to love and honourÂ God, to keep the Sabbath, the law andÂ its traditions. As I grew up in a JewishÂ environment, I had a love for my countryÂ and my people.
My parents wanted me to learnÂ English, so after I finished primary schoolÂ they suggested that I should go to theÂ English Mission School. I hated the nameÂ of Jesus and did not want to learn aboutÂ Him, but in obedience to my parents, IÂ went. Our primary teacher had warnedÂ us, â€œIf you ever come across a book called the New Testament, avoid reading it; butÂ in any case if you do read it, destroy theÂ book as soon as you have finished with it.â€Â I intended to shut my ears to its teachingsÂ and the name of Jesus.
We had prayers every morning andÂ lessons from the New Testament. ForÂ a whole year I fought against the truth,Â until one day the story of one of theÂ miracles that Jesus did gripped my mind,Â and I could not forget it. There was aÂ battle going on within me. Should IÂ believe it, or not? If I did accept it then IÂ had to admit that whatever Jesus claimedÂ to be must be true of Him. In utterÂ despair I cried, â€œO God of Abraham,Â Isaac and Jacob, if Jesus is truly theÂ Messiah, please reveal Him to me.â€ GodÂ heard and answered my prayer. I provedÂ His promise in Jeremiah 29:13: â€œYe shallÂ seek me, and find me, when ye shall search forÂ me with all your heart.â€
From that day, my hunger and desireÂ to know God seemed to be satisfied byÂ reading the Word of God, in the lightÂ of the revelation of Jesus Christ. Even Â then, a shudder would go through meÂ when â€œJesus the Son of Godâ€ or â€œJesusÂ the Messiahâ€ was mentioned, but HisÂ person and character became the centreÂ of my interest and attraction. The moreÂ I read about Him the more I loved Him.Â The Bible became a living book. TheÂ Old Testament, which at one time was Â merely beautiful history to me, becameÂ an inexhaustible well of discovery. In itsÂ pages I saw that the despised Jesus is theÂ fulfillment of prophecy. His existence,Â birth, life, death and resurrection were allÂ foretold.
In Isaiah 53:5-6 we read, â€œHe wasÂ wounded for our transgressions, He wasÂ bruised for our iniquities; the chastisementÂ of our peace was upon Him, and with HisÂ stripes we are healed. All we like sheep haveÂ gone astrayâ€¦and the Lord hath laid on HimÂ the iniquity of us all.â€
What a day that will be when theÂ prophecy of Zechariah 12:10 is fulfilledÂ and they look on Him whom they haveÂ pierced and mourn for Him. I knew thatÂ this Jesus is the Messiah Israel is waitingÂ for, and He is the Saviour of the world.
I realized that if I was to obey andÂ follow the Lord Jesus, it would be at greatÂ cost and so I decided like many haveÂ done, to forget it all and just bury all theÂ truths within me. But I had no peace orÂ rest, darkness overshadowed me, andÂ the Word of God in Hebrews 2:3 reallyÂ troubled me, â€œHow shall we escape, if weÂ neglect, so great salvation?â€
On the one hand, I saw my SaviourÂ on the cross bearing my sin and guilt, soÂ that I could be reconciled to God. On theÂ other hand were my parents and family,Â pleading with me to forget it all and toÂ not cause them grief and shame. But likeÂ Saul of Tarsus, I could not be disobedientÂ (Acts 26:19). I accepted Christ as my LordÂ and Saviour, and yielded my life to Him.Â I was born again (born spiritually) likeÂ Nicodemus of whom we read in John 3:3Â â€œExcept a man be born again, he cannot seeÂ the kingdom of God.â€
The peace of God filled my heart, forÂ my soul was saved and my deepest needÂ was met in the Lord Jesus Christ, whoÂ died for me and rose again.
Have you accepted the Lord JesusÂ Christ as your Saviour? â€œFor God so lovedÂ the world, that He gave His only begottenÂ Son, that whosoever believeth in Him shouldÂ not perish, but have everlasting lifeâ€ (JohnÂ 3:16).
Flora Meharg (nee Levy)
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