Saturday, October 20, 2018

A Journey of Faith ~ The Importance of Roots ~ Who You Are

As you therefore have received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him, rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith as you have been taught abounding in it with thanksgiving.  Colossians 2:5-7

The importance of roots...

Roots define who you are.

Roots define where you are.

Roots define how you are.

My roots of heritage are not what I knew them to be.  Growing up, I was told that I had a pure Spanish bloodline from my mother's side.  My father's side was a mix of English, German, and some other European descent.  I was brought up Catholic.  That is what I thought I was.  After my mother's death, it was discovered that her side of the family was in fact of Jewish descent.

It is all rather fascinating.  It dates back to the time of the Spanish Inquisition in Spain.  The average Jewish people there were persecuted. The wealthy Jewish people were given the opportunity to denounce their faith, their name, and live.  My Jewish ancestors were wealthy, denounced their faith, took a different name, and were given entitlements to Mexico.  They left Spain and probably weren't very nice to the Native Americans there.  They strived to keep the bloodline "pure" but at some point, someone messed up because my DNA includes some Native American blood.  Anyway, in time, they moved North to New Mexico.  They eventually changed their name back to the Jewish name but continued to hide the "jewishness" and remained Catholic. Now whether they hid it because they feared persecution or because they were ashamed of their heritage, I do not know.  Probably it was different for different people.

As whispers of a Jewish heritage were revealed after my mother's death, some denied it to be true.  Others did not.  I decided to take one of those DNA tests and it positively stated that yes, I am of Jewish descent. I am not ashamed of who my ancestors were.  I am a bit in awe of it all.

What does knowing the truth of my roots change?

Nothing and everything.  

It does not change my faith that salvation alone is found in faith in the Lord Jesus Christ.  He paid the price for my sins by dying on the cross.  He rose from the dead.  He is my Savior.   I am a child of God because of my faith.

I am also a child of God because I am one of the many descendants  of Abraham.  Those promised that God made to Abraham are to me because of my ancestral roots.  And with those promises, came responsibilities - the Old Covenant.  What are my responsibilities?  I am studying, praying, and seeking God as to what those answers are.

Now if you are still with me, some may say ~ well, the Old Covenant passed away when the New Covenant was instated.  I don't think that is so.  Does the Old Covenant pertain to non-Jews?  I don't know.  What I do know is that Jesus is the Messiah.

As I said, I am on a journey of faith.  With God's Word as the lamp unto my feet, I will follow seeking Him with my whole heart.

1 comment:

  1. Wow Gina, good for you. My kids gave me a DNA kit for my last birthday, it's quite fascinating finding out where you come from isn't it? I have still to do a family tree and have been a little reluctant as I know my birth fathers name but nothing else as my parents divorced when I was a toddler. A bit nervous I guess, but one day who knows. Enjoy your journey :)


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