Danielle Kerr

Boldly embracing and promoting Hebrew culture
Why I Say “Hebrew”

Why I Say “Hebrew”

Exodus 7:16

Then say to him, ‘Yahweh, the God of the Hebrews, has sent me to say to you: Let my people go…”

Exodus 3:10

“So now, go. I am sending you to Pharaoh to bring my people the Israelites out of Egypt.”

Exodus 1:9

The midwives answered Pharaoh, “Hebrew women are not like Egyptian women; they are vigorous and give birth before the midwives arrive.”

Deuteronomy 15:12

If any of your people—Hebrewmen or women—sell themselves to you and serve you six years, in the seventh year you must let them go freed.”

Jonah 1:9

I am a Hebrew and I worship the Yahweh, the God of heaven, who made the sea and the dry land.”

I had a conversation with someone who asked why I refer to myself as a “Hebrew” or as part of “Israel”. Simply put, because that’s what Yah’s people call themselves. That’s what Yah calls his people.

Jonah 1:9 is one of my favorite verses because Jonah identifies himself. He, a child of Yahweh, identifies as a Hebrew. He knows who he serves: the God of heaven who created the sea and the dry land.

So who are we? Who do we belong to? What do we identify as? What are we? Which box do we fit into?

These are questions I’ve asked myself. I’ve asked them because it’s hard to feel a sense of belonging towards a religion/lifestyle that isn’t defined and that doesn’t have a name.

There are lots of names we’ve given ourselves. I find it interesting that the most common names don’t seem to come from scripture. I’m not saying we shouldn’t use those names; it’s just an observation.

There is Hebrew Roots, Messianic, Messianic Jewish, Sacred Name, Torah Observant Christians, Torah Observant Believers in Yeshua, Whole Bible Followers.

There’s lots of names we’ve given ourselves. But what name did Yah give us? This lifestyle isn’t a new thing that we discovered. It is an ancient way. It already has a name. The people of Yah already have a name.

Do we identify with them?

We know that our ancestors were scattered because of disobedience. And I suppose all of these different names and groups, years later, are a result of that.

But I look forward to the day when the kingdom of Israel is restored. When we see the twelve gates with the names of Israel on those gates.

Finding our place in this world is tough. But I’ve been finding a renewed since of identity by referring to myself the way the Bible does. It’s allowed me to accept my place in history. It’s allowed me to really understand and mourn the sins of my fathers. It’s allowed me to take ownership the history told in the Bible. It’s allowed me to feel connected to something much bigger than just me. It’s no longer “they”, it’s “we”.

I find identity in the history of my people, Israel. Because I honestly feel like a stranger, wandering in the very strange land of the United States.

But that’s okay, because I have hope for something greater!

2 comments found

  1. Amen! Well said! I am new to this way of believing and I love it! I love how much I have learned. I have much to learn, but I do have to say I agree with you. I am Hebrew! I am grafted in and adopted into the tree.

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