Jews for Jesus – the “frienemy of our time”!
Some years ago, a young rabbi at my shul used the term “frienemy” to illustrate the kind of person you trust, only to find that you have been betrayed.
Something that historians haven’t focused on very much (certainly not in the History I course at UCT, where it was taught by nice Christian lecturers who also overlooked the Spanish Inquisition and who thought the Crusades were a pretty neat idea) – is the commercial role which Christianity played in the European colonisation of every continent outside Europe.
One of the partners in my firm is a senior member of his Dutch Reformed Church (a very large congregation which hosts three successive services on a Sunday morning, each attracting a full house of 2,000 attendees) (halevai we should do this, instead of waiting for a minyan … ), where he has the formal title of “Ouderling” (“elder”). He tells me that his Minister tells the congregation that each of them is a “Missionary for Christ”, and that it is the duty of each one of them to get out there and spread the good word.
This is the mindset that we are up against. Our attitude to our faith is diametrically opposed to this. We don’t try to ram our belief down anyone’s throat.
But Christianity has economic motives which are seldom highlighted.
When those Christian missionaries, with their kindly palefaces, soft melodious voices and gentle hands moved into the rainforests of South America and the vast Savannahs of Central Africa, their task may have seemed heavenly, but they were the vanguard of a rapacious temporal force: even as they explained to the grubby locals that their beliefs were inferior and their spiritual vision was pathetic, that they were fundamentally flawed and doomed to eternal damnation unless they adopted Christianity – even as they did all this, behind them came the trappers and the traders, the carpetbaggers, slave-traders, gold, diamond and oil prospectors … and in no time at all, the poor old locals were carrying their bags, scrubbing their floors, selling their own children into prostitution to pay for their daily necessities…. you know, the old story, from Cape To Cairo and all points of the compass …
At least the Muslims were less devious: convert, or die … but through vast stretches of history, Christians have been our frienemies: they have loved us to death, and never more so than since 1948 – and never in greater numbers than through organisations like Jews for Jesus.
Like hyenas stalking a flock of sheep, they pick off the weakest ones at the back.
It’s scary: Christianity has created an entire industry – worldwide, international, multiracial, multilingual, interdisciplinary, with staff who have devoted their entire lives to the cause, complete with all the normal corporate employment benefits - with the single-minded purpose of converting us! – They don’t think of it as destroying us (oh, Heaven forfiend!) – no, they think of it as SAVING us! Hey, isn’t that great, guys! How thoughtful of them! They took ALL THAT TROUBLE to come here and SAVE us poor ignorant Jews! Isn’t that awesome?
Some years ago I noticed a cunning fund-raising technique used by the IUA and the UCF: I hadn’t increased my stop-order for a while, things weren’t so good for me, and I ignored their appeals in that regard. Frankly, I was hoping that they would overlook me for a while. One day I got a telephone call from an old university friend. Could he come and see me? – Yes of course, I said, I was delighted to hear from him – indeed, more than delighted.
And over he came – and with him was another old classmate, who I also had not seen for years, although we lived in the same city. I was over the moon. This was wonderful! I still had no idea why they were there. For a while the air was full of bonhomie, we swapped old stories, we got up to date on each other’s lives – you know how these things go …
And then their tone changed. They became serious. There was a pause. Down to business, I thought, and I was right.
The one reached forward and raised his briefcase onto his lap, opened it, took out a folder, leaned forward again, sighed heavily and looked earnestly into my eyes. “Old friend” he began, “it has been a long while … “
I hung onto every word
“since you increased your IUA debit order …”
So, now, here’s the thing: if he had been a random stranger, it would have been relatively easy to brush him off, to explain that the tide of my finances was at an ebb, that right now wasn’t a good time, etc., etc., - but these were my old classmates, we had just a minute ago been swapping stories about how successful we had all been since graduation day! How could I say any of those things now? – Not to one of them, mind you, but to two! What choice did I have but to take a deep breath, smile weakly, and agree? Of course I increased that debit order …
This is the secret to the success of the J for J crowd: originally, perhaps, they had to rely on the tortuous argument that all Christians are basically Jews with a turbocharger, and perhaps the original J for J personnel weren’t Jews as we understand that concept at all, and merely Christian missionaries: but as the years have gone by their ranks have been filled by failed Jews from amongst our own people, to the point where the original Christian missionaries are invisible and where we have contact with this organisation, we find ourselves dealing with people who were once members of our own religion – and who claim, confusingly, that they still are!
I had a secretary who always wore a small Magen David on a neck-chain. She was a cheeky, aggressive, outspoken ex-Israeli who had the bizarre habit of saying to people, “Don’t talk to me like that! I’m an Israeli!” – as if somehow that was a trump card in all arguments. Then one day I heard a tinkling sound from her neck-chain and I noticed that another item had been added: a small silver crucifix rubbed cheerfully against the Magen David, producing the tinkling sound. She saw my expression and said, “They go together. They belong together. You should come to Beit Ariel, you’ll see!” I started to reply and she said, “Don’t talk to me! I’m an Israeli!” – so I didn’t. This was a woman of above-average intelligence who had qualified as a lawyer, and even practiced as one, before deciding that she didn’t want the responsibility of the job and ended up working as a legal secretary. She may have been a little eccentric but she wasn’t ignorant – either in secular or religious matters.
But she had a restless soul, and in the absence of proper guidance, look what happened to her! – And she wouldn’t let me talk to her, because, apparently, she was an Israeli … !
So now, when we deal with J for J, we are dealing with failed members of our own tribe, and its harder to deal with them than with plain old Christian missionaries. Sometimes they are people who we know, and we just assumed that they went to another shul in another suburb. I am extremely perturbed by the number of elderly Jewish folk in Sea Point who don’t seem to understand the difference, and end up going to “Beit Ariel” on Friday evenings. Ask them why and they will tell you that it’s because for the first time they understand what’s going on in the service … !
Sometimes I walk past there on a Friday evening and I hear the clapping and the Hebrew singing (phonetically spelled words projected onto an overhead screen) and the guitars and organ music and I think terrible thoughts. I wonder how much petrol it would take to burn the place down, and then I remember that many of the people in there are known to me – nice, well-intentioned but failed Jews who just got lost somewhere along the way. It’s a tragedy happening before our eyes.
Failed Jews are our burden. They are entirely our fault. That should never happen: they are a measure of the extent to which we have failed to practice ahavat Yisrael. There are groups amongst our own people who have rendered their faith into such an exclusivist, selective, snobbish religion that they have repelled more ignorant Jews and instead of drawing them near, they have alienated them, hung them out to dry, let the hyenas take them. Under those circumstances, don’t cry crocodile tears when you see them going through the doorway into Beit Ariel or similar “shuls”!
Now, how do we deal with the hyenas? Is Ant right? Would a stiff “zets” do the trick? Remember that these people actually want to be martyrs: they don’t want us to turn the other cheek: that’s their leader’s exhortation to them – they want to be the ones to turn the other cheek. They actually want us to give them a “zets”, so that they can exploit the publicity and play the victim. Remember, Yoske died for our sins! The more we sin, the more they win!
On the other hand, they would never try this with the Muslims (funny thing, that: there don’t seem to be many Christian organisations out there trying to convert the Muslims!) The Muslims, rightly or wrongly, would be out there, beheading people and blowing things up to register their “outrage” at such activities. – Is this the way for us to go? – I’ve said it before, I don’t think we should take our lead from them …
But I’m concerned about Ant’s report of an elderly lady being harassed in the Norwood Mall. That sort of activity takes things to a different level. The first thing that comes to mind is a possible CSO presence (not permanently – that would be impossible), but the community could be asked to call in to the CSO hotline when Jews for Jesus are spotted and perhaps the CSO could ensure a discreet presence in that vicinity. I have no doubt that they will be noticed, but I doubt that they will ever be required to take any action.
In fact, all the CSO training I ever had was focused on a different type of scenario to that presented by Jews for Jesus, and perhaps things have changed since my day, but if not, perhaps the CSO could give some thought to developing a strategy for dealing with these people. I believe that the modern CSO is sufficiently sophisticated to develop an appropriate training model and procedure for this – unless this is really the territory of Jews for Judaism, in which case perhaps this is an opportunity to create a joint task force consisting of members of Jews for Judaism and the CSO, who could work together regularly on call-outs of this kind. I imagine this would involve a “good cop/bad cop” approach which should be able to operate without escalating the violence.
That Israeli who Ant refers to really needs to be given a hiding badly. Let him go practise his zeal on some elderly Muslim lady in a Lenasia shopping mall. That should be fun.
It is ahavas Yisrael isn't
It is ahavas Yisrael isn't it... but don't forget education.
I recall a time about 6 months into my pursuit of observance where I had to go and face the Beth Din for my past sins. It was a scary experience, but it was not them or my Rabbi that humiliated me. It was my community some of whom persist in doing so. I chose to face up to my past rather than run away, but somehow that made me more of a target than those who wantonly dispute our Torah, disparage our laws, will not keep Shabbos to any extent, losh all the time, sleep around and can't be bothered with the inconvenience of keeping kosher.
Perhaps the exclusivist, snobbish and selective people you allude to are not actually the people we like to vent our worries about but others entirely. I'd say my worst experiences having joined a community so diverse in observance has actually come from those who are quite happy to admit not being observant and wantonly break most of the rules without any care or fear of consequence.
As shuls devolve into the weekly equivalent of a social club we find these people hanging out feeling no responsibility for their sins but making life an absolute hell for those they perceive to be different or who are honest about the problems they face.
It is all very off-putting. Early in 2009 I was nearly drawn to a Xtian church by people who were incredibly kind to me as I faced dire humiliation in my community. Hashem helped me to stay away and I'm grateful. I have no interest in pagan gods and idolatry, but the company when I went through an incredibly lonely time made me desperate and I almost capitulated more than a few times. Somehow I made it then.
Guess what it is happening again, but this time people are creeping out of the woodwork trying to get me to come to their reform shuls. Again I'm resisting with all I have, but in my life keeping to Hashem's laws means I'm going to experience an intense loneliness for all of my remaining days.
What does one do when one's own community exiles one not explicitly but implicitly? Where one's differences are always brought to the fore by a comment, or a look or being excluded.
B"H my Rabbi and his family are a model of ahavas Yisrael and love their fellow Jews in a way I've not encountered before. I don't think I could have stayed committed as long as I have been without the generosity, guidance and caring.
At present I haven't been going to shul for a while having been hurt to the extent I just cannot face people there anymore, but I hope to go again soon once I've rebuilt. I've missed so many important events there, including my own birthday as a result.
Besides love of your fellow Jew the other huge thing to consider is education. Through all my trials and tribulations in returning to a community I never knew I can honestly say my desire to learn and learn has saved me from many approaches by goyim and Reform Jews. Knowing all I know keeps my conscience well tuned to give me those pangs of guilt whenever I consider giving up.
While the exclusion I feel is partly in my own head, the constant hurt I feel whenever I'm near some people is not all of my own making. We're all supposed to be able to do teshuva, but what if one sins in a way that repentance can't change your situation. One can murder a prime minister of Israel, be put in jail in for life and still marry a Jewish spouse, have conjugal visits and attends one's son's bris (Yes, that's a headline today for the murderer of Yitzchak Rabin), but for far lesser sins that do't require anything like the death penalty in our Torah people can be excluded to the extent they no longer feel worthy as humans.
How do we blame those we don't educate properly for running to the arms of a loving missionary who tells them that JC loves them regardless of the sins they've committed, when we refuse to 'save' anyone we feel isn't worth it. We should blame ourselves and look at the abhorrent way many of us treat each other. JC spoke about taking the log out of one's own eye, and we're told not to judge others unless we've walked a mile in their shoes. Can you imagine encountering people who behave like that when all you've had is condescending looks, comments and lashon hora. It's kind of obvious people will fall for it and that puts them at serious risk of worshiping a dead body on a cross.
Lastly, I don't think it's the observant that act this way. I've been treated very fairly, even wonderfully, by the Beth Din, UOS, Rabbis and others who look to halacha and Torah as their rules for living. Its those who couldn't be bothered and are ignorant who really make life hell for their fellow Jews as they do their best to pretend piety and find favour with those "in charge" so they can gain some kind of foothold in their community.
I'm tired and withdrawn but the fires of Judaism and my fear and awe of Hashem remain unextinguished and burn as bright as ever they did. I just have to find meaning and some purpose for my existence before I don't want it anymore. We all have something to contribute and excluding people is a sure fire way to miss out on what they have to bring.
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