There’s a time to be silent and a time to speak. I want to say something to my Jewish friends and family, in grief and lamentation.
I write as a Christian whose Jewish heritage is dear to me. My grandparents were Jews born in Kyiv who fled from Stalin. After they became Christians, they weren’t sure whether or not they were still Jews. But Hitler was sure, so they fled Berlin in 1938. They lived in Haifa in the 1950s.
I believe that God is faithful, that the Jewish people remain at the heart of God’s purposes, that without them we Christians can’t know who we are, and that Jesus himself was a Jew and still is.
