A couple of men, Philip and Chuck, faithfully witnessed to me every day at work but I just belittled them. One day, Philip, a Texan, former Marine, former numbers runner for a Bar, got so frustrated with my insolence that he yelled at me. "Jewboy (that is what he called me) I feel like throwing you off of the balcony here on the third floor". I responded. "Oh that's Christian, Philip. Convert me or kill me!"

This went on for a year. About 10 months into my ordeal, we all went to Dallas for a seminar. The boss offered to bump me up to First Class but I had refused knowing all too well that he would just preach at me. When I sat down in coach, the woman next to me saw that I was reading some book about Jews and had asked me if I was a Jew. When I had said yes that I was, she had taken out her Bible from her purse and started reading it to me just as my boss had walked own the aisle in front of me. "You people are everywhere!" I had yelled.

Shortly afterwards, I was at Philips for dinner one night. Heck, it was free and I was a Jew and besides my life-in girlfriend was always at work. Sue me! After dinner, Philip wanted to pray so I begrudgingly agreed still savoring the catfish that he had caught and prepared for me. As we stood in a circle holding hands with our eyes closed, I saw something with my mind's eye. I must have moved or grimaced because afterwards Philip wanted too know what I had seen. I kept telling him nothing but he had threatened to beat it out of me. Since we Jews would rather fight with our mouths than our fists, I had acquiesced. I told him that I had seen a man in a suit of armor wielding a long sword against a being in a monks robe and no eyes. It was stupid I knew but he had asked. Philip nearly fainted and ran and got his Bible. He showed me that I had seen.

"Put on the full amour of God that you may be able to stand firm against the schemes of the devil" (Ephesians 6:11). I had said "Yeah right, Philip!

A few short months later, I finally told Philip and Chuck to leave me alone. I had told them that all their citing Bible passages and telling me that I was going to hell was not working. I was a Jewish, professorial, old soul avatar and would not believe unless God showed me a burning bush like he did to Moses. They questioned me as to who I thought that I was, wanting God to reveal himself to my pitiful self. I had shrugged and had said something to the effect of, "Oh well, too bad."

Soon after this, I was sitting in my cubicle and suddenly a vision appeared in front and above me. I looked but apparently neither Philip nor Chuck had seen it because they were not looking up as I had been. It was an image of Christ on the cross at night with lightning all over the sky. His head was down. This was not the image that a nice Jewish boy, even a New Age one, would usually see. I struggled with it and it disappeared. I had told no one. The next day it was back but it was daytime and Jesus had lifted His head and light had beamed from His eyes. He broke the fetters binding Him and had walked all over the Earth with that light still beaming from His eyes. I had not known that Jesus had said that "He was the light of the world" (John 8:12) but my eyes were also being opened and the blinders were coming off.

That night I had dreamed that I had to to die (be crucified) for all my friends to live. I did not want to be flogged and be nailed to a cross but I knew I had to be for them to live. I woke up looking at my hands (Galatians 6:17) since I now bore the brand marks of Jesus. My eyes were opened (Isaiah 35:5) and I knew the truth about what Christ did for me. I suddenly knew and understood for the first time what Philip and Chuck had been trying to tell me for a year. I underwent a radical paradigm shift and was a new man in Christ.

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