By The Rivers of Babylon, USA, and Beyond
Back when our forefathers were exiled in Babylon we read in Psalm 137 3,4 they were asked to sing the songs of Zion.
There is something about Jewish music that stirs the innermost soul of man. Thus there in Babylon even those who exiled The Jewish people asked us to Sing the joyous songs of Zion for them. We answered them: How shall we sing the songs of The L-rd in a foreign land
Today many who call themselves Messianic Jews are not asking the question How can we? They have become so alienated from the question that they gladly sing the songs of Zion. But notice, the captors asked for Zions songs and the Jewish people answered rightly; How can we sing the songs of The L-rd (Hashem) in a pagan land.
You see the Psalm begins with Israel crying by the rivers of Babylon. Crying for what? Verse1 gives us the answer: When we remembered Zion.
They couldn’t sing. Yet our estranged Messianic brothers are singing them even joyfully and sadly for the observant Jewish community. They are singing them to a foreign god which neither we nor our fathers knew… So very sad.
Yet Hashem is not one to whom chess is a strange game. I would say he is the Master Chessman. For these our estranged brethren as they have been singing the songs of Zion an awakening begins to happen within. The song which one never knew or had only a very faint memory of begins to churn in the very soul of this one and he or she begins to investigate and finds out that they must begin to seek out “What does the L-rd require of me”.
He begins to honor Shabbat in a small way, He begins to stop eating forbidden meats. He happens into a joyous shabbas by invitation of a concerned Jew. As he dances and sings with the community he finds out He is Singing the Songs of the L-rd no longer in a strange land to a strange god but rather among G-d’s people with whom he weeps through to a genuine Teshuvah. Yes my friends it happens. I truly know it happens