When I met Jesus in my teens, I started to read the Bible and, of course, learned the truth for the first time about the Jewish people. I knew of Jesus, but the thought never entered my mind that He was Jewish or that He loved His people and came to bring them the gospel first. This was all new to my thinking.
I thank God that He still loves the Jews and has a future and a plan for them. But I also thank God that I live in the West Bank now and I have the privilege of telling the Jewish people of Jesus’ love for them. It shakes them up when I tell them I’m from Gaza and that I used to hate them. But now, God has flooded my heart with love for them! Jesus gave this love to me after I confessed my true feelings of resentment and hatred for the Jews. I read the Sermon on the Mount and Jesus said to “love your enemies,” but I hated the Jewish people. I then committed to be a “full disciple” and not just pick “some” of the things that I wanted to obey of Jesus’ teachings. He replaced my hatred with love.