| After our Aliyah to Israel the Lord began to confirm even more precisely
His words and teachings regarding the “succah of David” and the story about
the book of generations. One of the most convincing words I received at
that time were by a handmaiden of the Lord, Helga Zederman, at one of her
Bible studies she held in her home in Dallas. A lady friend of mine (known
in Israel as “the sheep lady from San Angelo”) felt she should take me
there. Ms. Zederman was speaking and praying when we arrived. Then she
opened her Bible to begin the study but interrupted herself saying, she
could not proceed until she gave this word of the Lord for this lady back
there, pointing at me where I sat with my friend in the back. The Lord
called me a shepherdess of His people Israel, that I was to feed them in
“green pastures.” She saw me arising as a huge, brilliantly bright star
in the deep dark sky over the “mountains of Israel” with a royal chaplet
over me. Then she admonished me with the words the Lord had spoken to Joshua,
to “be strong and of good courage; be not frightened, neither be dismayed;
for the L-RD your G-d is with you wherever you go. Only believe, and obey,
and be very courageous!”
Both my friend and I were struck with awe, for Ms. Zederman had never
met or heard of me. She did not know that I am an Israeli Jewess. A few
years later a similar word was spoken over me. It is this prophetic word
the Lord had me illustrate and place on the home page of the “Electronic
Tabernacle.”
Two more words given under strong anointing with the laying on of hands,
causing the prophet to tremble and shout – one by a prophetic teacher who
had no inkling of my family background, and the other by a prophet who
“mistakenly” took me for someone else - at length put my last remaining
misgivings at rest.
By then we had reached the mid-nineties!
Although I began to step out by faith already in 1990, actively searching
for that precious book, there were still moments when I felt like a fool,
like a dreamer who was chasing after a phantom.
In 1997 the Lord sent me to the annual International Genealogical Seminar,
held in Paris, France2 that
year, where I met a Parisien genealogist who became my friend. I had no
idea at the time what role she would have in the Lord’s plans for me. I
learned much at the seminar, but the book was not forthcoming, nor any
information regarding it. I left rather disappointed.
Finally, in 2001 the Lord gave me instructions for 2002, letting me
know that I would not be going to the States that year because there would
be no time for it3. To begin with,
we would be moving into our new home; secondly, our two younger grandchildren
would be visiting us for a month for the first time. The physical and financial
burden seemed beyond our ability. But the Lord provided and enabled, and
freed the children from the fear of the unknown, granting them a wonderful
time in Israel, where they will come to live soon, G-d willing.
As always, to obey the Lord’s instructions required steps of faith!
Earlier I had also written my genealogist friend in Paris, asking if
she would be willing to help me with my search for the book. "Yes, with
pleasure,” she answered. The Lord had said to start where I had learned
that my grandfather was interned first. This would have been Camp de Gurs
--- I thought at the time. Needing to write letters to the various institutions
in advance of my coming I looked for the addresses but could not find them,
no matter how much I searched. After our grandsons’ departure back to the
States I searched again for those papers --- and found them! I was amazed,
then laughed! Of course, it had to do with the Lord’s timing. Because for
every matter under heaven there is a season and a time!4
Since the Lord instructed me to go to France in 2002 to look for the
book, I kept asking Him for the precise time appointed by Him. The matter
was simply too important to leave this decision up to me. It was already
mid-July, and I still had no date.
With the addresses found I immediately set about writing the letters,
alas my French was no longer what it once had been. But even there the
Lord had made provision by my dear Canadian friends in Ashdod, being fluent
in French, who polished my letters into perfect French. |
