Since coming into this walk about a year and a half ago, one of the hardest things that has been for me and my wife is getting our daughters to accept our new way of life. Allow me to explain.
Our family background is Christian to its core. We were raised as Christians and taught our daughters to be Christians as well. So from the very beginning of our children’s lives, we faithfully did everything you’d expect from a typical Christian family. From attending every weekly Sunday and midweek worship service, down to celebrating every man-made holiday on the calendar, we did it all. My wife and I even served as Sunday school teachers and youth ministry leaders throughout our time in the church. Whatever our pastor asked of us, we did it without hesitation and we brought our girls along for the ride.
However, our girls did not seem to mind. In fact, our girls truly enjoyed church. Our two oldest daughters loved it so much that they even began repping their faith in their fashion and music choices, supporting Christian rap artists such as Lecrae, Andy Mineo, and KB, NF, etc. The seeds of Christianity had begun to take root in their lives and the fruit was becoming more and more evident as the years lapsed on. This is where the problem comes in.
From Christianity to Truth
While our girls were budding into independent little Christians, their mother and I were becoming more aware of the inconsistencies and flawed doctrines presented to us from the church pulpit. As a result of this growing awareness (we believe this was Yah’s way of pulling us out of darkness and drawing is closer to Himself) we began to research and study the Bible for ourselves. We learned enough history and Biblical truth to stop attending church cold turkey, and since we didn’t know anyone else around us who believed like us, we began having our own weekly studies at home every Shabbat. Needless to say, this greatly confused our girls and may have even rattled their belief in “God” a little.
The biggest obstacle for our girls to overcome was letting go of all the traditional, man-made holidays they’d become so accustomed to and even looked forward to with childlike expectation. I remember the resistance, frustration, and even tears when their mother and I announced that we as a family would no longer be participating in Christmas, Thanksgiving, New Year’s, etc. It was a decision they truly did not understand and they without question began to resent us for making such a decision. Yah has always provided for our needs, but at times the bare necessities was all that we had. Therefore, they felt that by taking away these holidays they were being robbed of the few joys in life that they still had to look forward to.
Nonetheless, I continued teaching each week on Shabbat without fail, and began to teach on our Hebrew culture, including the feast days (as I learned it). That’s when I began to notice a change in my girl’s attitude toward being a Hebrew. I found that the more I replaced American culture with our own Hebrew culture and practices, the more attentive they became during our lessons and began asking questions again. When they learned about Passover, I promised them that not only would we celebrate it as a family, but that we’d also celebrate it with other Hebrew families! However, since they had never seen another Hebrew family except for their own, they didn’t believe another one actually existed and thought that I was making the whole thing up.
Meeting Others In The Truth
However, along the way, Yah introduced us to a wonderful Hebrew family, who lived not too far from us (hint: it’s the author of this website). As we began to fellowship with them, our girls began to open up to the possibility that this Hebrew thing is real and that their parents weren’t crazy after all. Then, we learned about a Passover gathering taking place not too far from us, from our new-found brothers and sisters in the faith, so we decided to attend.
As we prepared for Passover, our girls grew a bit skeptical about wearing our ancient Hebrew fashion to the feast, which was another road block we had to navigate around. But, they cooperated enough to go along with the program. Then, once we arrived to the location of the Passover celebration, everything brightened up; for both me and my daughters.
The Passover celebration was absolutely amazing and it exceeded all of our expectations! Our girls were having such a great time that they began posting videos to Snapchat and other social media platforms, as is typical of teenagers when caught up in an enjoyable moment. All of their non-Hebrew friends commented online about how beautiful they were and how they resembled African princesses. This wasn’t the reaction our daughters anticipated, but they gladly received the compliment. Their friends actually helped to solidify in our girl’s minds everything that we’ve been telling them — that they are beautiful in our eyes and in the eyes of Yah.
As a result of our family attending the Passover celebration, our girls are now genuinely proud of their Hebrew culture and heritage and have even voluntarily worn some of their ancient Hebrew fashion pieces to their high school (to my surprise) and to the praise of their peers, who now want to know more about Hebrew culture. This also naturally opened up the opportunity for them to introduce conversations to their peers about Yah, Yahusha, and His chosen people.
Since our celebrating Passover, my girls have done a complete 180 in their acceptance of the truth and I couldn’t be more proud of my daughters for embracing their true heritage and culture. I am truly grateful to Yah for this transition in their lives. All praises to the Most High — HalleluYAH!