Chavurat Derekh HaMashiach
Living the Journey, Sharing the WORD
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- Ger Toshav, Rahab, Ruth & the Open Door of Isaiah 56 — A Vanlife Reflection
- Shlach L’kha — Seeing the Land, Seeing Myself (and Kenny Sniffing Everything Along the Way)
- When the Cloud Lifts: Traveling With the Light in Parashah B’ha’alotkha
- Carrying Holiness on the Road
- B’midbar — Finding Order in the Wilderness
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Parashah Tzav (Leviticus 6:1–8:36) invites us behind the curtain of priestly service. If last week’s portion described the offerings themselves, Tzav reveals the inner rhythm of holiness—the daily tending, the hidden work, the fire that must never be allowed to die. This portion, paired with the Haftarah (Jeremiah 7:21–8:3; 9:22–23) and the B’rit Chadashah readings…
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For many of us, the faith we inherited came wrapped in confidence. Charts. Timelines. Systems. A whole architecture of end‑times expectation that felt ancient simply because it was familiar. But familiarity is not the same as age. And repetition is not the same as truth. What if the tradition we were handed — the one…
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For many believers today, the conversation around faith and obedience has become strangely divided—as if trusting God and doing what He says are competing ideas. Yet from the very beginning of the biblical story, Scripture refuses to separate what we so often try to pull apart. The life of Abraham stands as the clearest witness:…
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Vayikra opens quietly—no thunder, no Sinai fire, no plagues or seas splitting. Just a whisper: “And He called…” The Holy One summons Moshe from within the Tent of Meeting, inviting him into a conversation about korbanot—offerings that draw people near. The word korban comes from karov, “to come close.” Before Israel learns how to walk…
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I keep hearing whispers online about a “lost biblical calendar,” as if some ancient rhythm was stolen from humanity and hidden away by powerful hands. The rumors sound dramatic, almost cinematic. But when you look past the sensationalism, you find something far more grounded and far more beautiful: the calendar of Scripture was never lost…
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Imagine a teacher whispering a single sentence to a student. That student leans over and whispers it to the next. And the next. And the next. By the time the whisper reaches the twentieth student, the message is still recognizable… but bent, stretched, colored by every ear it passed through. Not because anyone was malicious. …
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There was once a shepherd in the hills of Judea who loved HaShem with all his heart. He wasn’t wealthy, but he was sincere. Every morning he rose before the sun, lifted his eyes toward the mountains, and whispered prayers with a tenderness that made the sheep pause and listen. One day, in a moment…
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Somewhere between Spring Hill and the next gas station with decent coffee, I’ve learned that the road has a way of sorting out what’s real from what’s trendy. Out here, you can’t fake much. Your battery bank tells the truth. Your tires tell the truth. Kenny tells the truth—especially when he’s stealing someone’s leftover brisket,…
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The moment Yeshua cried out, “Eli, Eli, lama azavtani?” has been misunderstood for centuries. Some use it to argue He was merely a man, separated from God, stripped of divinity in His final breath. But to hear His words the way His original audience heard them, you must step back into the world of first‑century…
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For generations, Christians have been taught to treat Paul’s letters as if they were the highest form of divine revelation—sometimes even more authoritative than the words of Yeshua Himself. But when we step back into the world Paul actually lived in, and when we listen to Paul’s own distinctions, a very different picture emerges. Paul…