A friend is teaching about the Feasts of the Lord and Shabbat at her church. She asked me if I would write out my testimony regarding Shabbat. I was happy to do this – and decided to share it here…
In January 2011, I had the joyful privilege of traveling to Israel to spend a week in Jerusalem with dear friends. While booking my flight, a Jewish travel agent wanted me to land in Tel Aviv on Friday evening. I told her no because that was Shabbat. She asked me a question that got me thinking.
“So tell me, what does Shabbat mean to you?”
Good question. I knew what it meant to my Jewish friends. I loved sharing Shabbat dinners with them, lighting the candles and hearing them pray in Hebrew. These times were always sacred, special and meaningful. But up until then, it was all about my Jewish friends, not me. I’m not Jewish.
While in Jerusalem, my friends took me to pray in the biblical gardens of Yad HaShmona, a Messianic Moshav in the ancient hills of Judea. The Holy Spirit led us to pray Isaiah 58:13-14.
“If you watch your step on the Sabbath, and don’t use my holy day for personal advantage, If you treat the Sabbath as a day of joy, God’s holy day as a celebration, If you honor it by refusing ‘business as usual,’ making money, running here and there— Then you’ll be free to enjoy God! Oh, I’ll make you ride high and soar above it all. I’ll make you feast on the inheritance of your ancestor Jacob.” Yes! God says so!” (Is 58:13-14 MSG).
I saw for the first time that God had not abolished the Sabbath, nor had He given it only to Jews. Honoring Shabbat came with a promise of God – to ride on high and soar above it all! To feast on the inheritance of Jacob – Astounding!
That same night we went to Sukkot Hallel – the House of Payer on Mount Zion. As we worshipped, the Lord came to me and asked me, “Will you come into My Shabbat?” Continue reading