The Search

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So the title of the book I most recently finished is “Betrayed: How would you feel if your daughter told you she believed in Jesus? This Jewish business man felt…Betrayed”

The thing I like best about the reason I read this book is that I didn’t seek it out for myself. It wasn’t on my top 10 reading list. I didn’t know anything about it.

Until it came to me. Or more boldly, until God orchestrated the events that led to a friend of mine mentioning she’d like me to read it. She had no idea I have jewish relatives (whom I love dearly!) and that I would love a chance to understand their world and feelings and identity.

Since reading it, I’ve had multiple conversations over the things I’ve learned from this amazing man, Stan Telchin. To the point that I’ve avoided writing this post on the book because I couldn’t think of the right words to summarize his work in an honoring way.

So I’m not. I’m just going to say that the thing I best loved about this book was Telchin’s honest search. The Search. I needed to go with him on the journey. His honesty and vulnerability in seeking out answers to the questions of jewish history and how that relates to the Bible and Jesus were so personal and his pursuit of answers was so passionate. He stopped working for months! I don’t know anyone personally who has walked away from all their normal routines and responsibilities because finding answers to their ultimate question “Who Is Jesus?” But this man did, and he wasn’t satisfied with just reading the gospels, or talking to a rabbi – he went all the way to the beginning and through the life of Jesus and beyond into the Church age. Asking the question, “When did Christianity’s majority become gentile?”

All of his questions are intriguing. His research thorough and fresh. And what I read I had never known before.

I won’t give away the conclusion to the book, but check out these links: what Telchin committed his retirement days to, his other works, and where you can search like he did.

Why I’m scared to read, and what I’ve just read.


I have to say that I love to read. Since selling our TV over a year ago, and cutting back almost completely on watching movies – our must-see list tops off with Little House on the Prairie and an occasional Pride & Prejudice (which to be honest, I don’t even need to watch because I can quote it) – I have learned to not only enjoy reading but to also look forward to it in great anticipation.

I have to be honest though, books scare me. Sometimes.

Here’s why. I just recently finished reading an “innocent” fiction series which had all the classic elements of a tragic drama, which made it exciting and easy to read. But. I felt weird reading it. Now. I don’t want you to speculate what I read – I’m not going to say unless asked in person – nor do I want to leave out from being said that it was clean – nothing that would make it more than PG. No language or anything else.

Still I sensed that something was off spiritually when I would put it down for the night. Am I crazy? Too sensitive? Or should I take this feeling seriously and correct my reading? I have to conclude that as I journey into living pure, I’m slowly learning to lean most heavily on prayer to navigate such senses and feelings. I don’t think the books I read were “bad” but I do think they were drawing my heart away from communion with the Lord at the moment I read them. Quite possibly, spending my time on these for that season was wrong. I know I’m in an intense season of learning, and the Lord as my teacher was trying to tell me “not now.”

This isn’t the only reason why books scare me though. They also have such power to change and shape my thinking. I have experienced personally the light bulb moment when an author describes something from their own philosophical point of view that I feel persuaded to incorporate into my own beliefs. This is dangerous! I want to be so careful to have an accurate Biblical filter through which all thoughts and ideas from an outside source must flow. I’m not there yet, but I’m aware of it. And that is a start. I want to read to grow, change, learn, be challenged – the whole nine yards – but I don’t want to be a spaghetti noodle swinging on the pendulum with every paradigm shift.

Well, there’s good news at the end of this post. The link (hopefully it will be a picture – WordPress, please be nice to me) at the top of this post is what I have just read and I’m working on a review of it. In a sentence, this book has changed my entire point of reference on how I think about the Jewish people in relation to Christianity.

I hope you will read this review, and then read Betrayed for yourself.