This weekend I decided to go away to experience the Feast of Tabernacles; a Holy holiday celebrated by the children of Israel. This was something I’d never experienced before as a Christian. But I somehow feel that I entangled myself with some radical agenda masking itself under the umbrella of this Holy occasion.
This was a group of predominately black Americans seeking to reclaim what they feel are their Hebrew roots. Baptisms took place and the group of about 50 ate together. However it didn’t take long for me to recognize that they had an open aversion toward Christianity; some of whom were former Christians. But somehow Christianity had become to them a false faith that has kept them in bondage.
Of course they only used Hebrew names for God and Jesus. Only us dumb Christian would continue to refer to them as God or Jesus. In fact Jesus was said to be the name of a slave ship. And once a person joined their group they too would receive a Hebrew name. I somehow did not feel this was the true spirit for celebrating this Holy occasion. I discerned some bitterness. It was all about an anti-American agenda to eradicate their perceived oppression.
I found the 12 hour car ride there and 12 hours back to be a potentially brainwashing experience. My poor brain got no break of sweet silence for reflection. It was constant sermons from their perspective and even the bashing of Christianity. And the one thing that could have made it worse for me was not missing - some kind of gospel rap music. But I made it very clear that I could not possibly take them seriously due to the Christian bashing.
The irony was that I rode with a family with a very prominent name who said they were related to a well-known Christian pastor of the same name. They did not elaborate beyond that. Although I could see the resemblance, I have decided not to mention their names. However it is my opinion that these people in their search for truth had missed the boat.
For a total of 24 long hours, during the car trip there and back, I was more or less a captive; forced to listen to sermons the entire trip. And it’s sad to say that one sermon in particular was very militant with talk of slashing someone’s face who would try to come against him or his family. The tone of the spirit felt more like some radical Islamic group.
Needless to say, I made no alliance with this group. I simply feel it was a gross misrepresentation of the Feast of Tabernacles. So I guess I’m writing this to expose the possibility of sects using this Holy occasion for their own agendas. So be careful.
But I will say the Lord knew my heart and understood that I wanted to make a sacrifice unto him by engaging myself in this affair, particularly as a Christian. I have long taken it upon myself to personally honor the Jewish Sabbath anyway; although I attend Sunday Christian church services.
Fortunately we cut the trip short and I only spent one night in the tents. But after realizing that I was in the company of radicals who were not respectful of my Christian faith, it was obviously the Lord’s will to release me from this commitment; but not without blessing me.
A couple of days after returning worn out and brain numb; I learned that my Electricity account had a credit of $399.00 due to a deposit reimbursement and a payment from a government program I’d applied for. So the Lord blessed my suffering. I even expect to see more blessings in the days to come. Granted I know this was not to be an occasion of comfort. Perhaps it was meant to be soul afflicting and it unquestionably was in more ways than it should have been.
I have nothing against black folks or anyone searching for their roots. But not at the expense of trying to mentally seduce me into an allegance with them; or seeing the need to bash Christianity. So again be warned that there could be radical sects with their own agendas operating under the umbrella of Holy holidays.