In The Episcopal Church, I waded into two streams, one liturgical and the other charismatic. In the "high" Episcopal church, I feasted at the Eucharist each week, navigating the ups and downs of kneeling. In the charismatic Episcopal church, I connected more deeply with the Holy Spirit and experienced joyful worship. My membership in an African American church lifted me up listening to the poetic cadence of prayers, inspiring sermons, and songs that gave me a glimpse of heaven.
In a non-denominational church with contemporary music, I engaged with believers from varied church backgrounds and joined a small group. In the Church of God, I experienced a Pentecostal setting in a pro-Israel denomination that displayed both American and Israeli flags. Now, I belong to a small Anglican church with a strong sense of family and includes liturgy, weekly Eucharist, missions outreach, and acoustic guitars.
Jewish friends, rabbis, colleagues, and Hebraic teachers tied the ancient bow on my Christian faith, opening an elegant door to the Jewish DNA that nurtured Christianity in a sacred cradle. Learning more about Christianity's Jewish roots supplied a more personal perspective of my Savior, a Jewish Rabbi walking and ministering among His people in the Jewish culture. As a non-Jew, I've received an extraordinary gift grafted into the ancient Jewish olive tree.