Jews 70AD vs Christians 2019

This week in my class, “The Jewish Background of the New Testament”, we studied the writing of Josephus Flavio’s, all three; but I want to talk about something he said in his first book, “Jewish Wars”.

He was writing about the war of 70AD with the Romans.  He stated,  “The Jews are a strong, courageous people, worthy opponents of the Romans, deserving of great respect. However, their internal conflicts kept the Jews from winning the war.”

This statement hit me like a ton of bricks, because I see the same thing happening in the church today, and all along church history! In todays churches we have many problems, and we have universal problems common to all.  Let’s just take abortions as an example.  According to the laws of God, abortion is a sin.  Children are given as a gift.  God knew them before the creation of time, from the beginning to the end.  God has a plan for each life and He knows that plan.  We are not to play God and take that life for granted or for our convenience.  Abortion is murder of the innocent and defenseless.  Most churches believe this, however there is so much internal fighting that we can’t get together on the big items and have laws created to overcome this sin.  We are to busy condemning the next one for drinking wine and serving wafers, because we only drink juice and serve crackers. It is no different than 70 AD when the Jews lost Jerusalem to Rome.

This being the week of Chanukah remind me of a victorious Jewish war.  During the time of the Maccabees, a small band of men knew what had to be done.  They were determined to take the Greeks out of commission and take their Holy Temple back.  And they did it!  How?  With unity, all being of the same mind set.  By praying and believing God would give them victory.  They went to war and ran the Greeks out!  They took back their defiled Temple, where pigs had been offered on the Holy Alter and cleansed it by tearing down and removing all that was defiled.  They replaced the defiled with sanctified and holy items to start all over new.  They were determined to fight for, take back, and restore what was Holy according to Gods Word, and they did it.

The church of today can not fight a holy war.  To many people who claim to be a part of the church have defiled themselves with pagan traditions.  Either by personal choice, or through ignorance.  The church itself will have to clean itself up first one by one. Each one must remove the pagan items from their own lives, first cleaning the Holy Temple within themselves!  Then they will need to find like minded people who have also cleansed their Holy Temples. Than you can begin to strategize and move towards victory with a pure heart and divine intersession.  And gain the victory of bringing a pure white bride before the King of the Universe.  He will receive nothing less.

What will your Temple look like in 2019.  Will it still be full of pagan traditions, false idols, and unholy sacrifices?  Are you ready to begin cleaning that Temple?  Are you ready to find a small fighting band to join and begin to fight the impossible wars? Are you ready to give it all up and follow the King of the Universe to the Wedding Supper of the Lamb, and become that pure spotless bride. Going to a church, infighting with other churches and people will not cut it.  You have and will continue to loose the big battles and never be victorious.  It starts in Your Temple, and once it is cleansed from sin, only than can you become the shining light you was called to be.

It’s time to put away all your childish traditions, and get serious about Gods Word.  The game is over!  It’s time to grow up and accept truly  what Yeshua said and walk the same path.  We have lost the war if we do not grow up, repent, ask for His mercy and walk all the way in His truth.

May the Father of the Universe hear your cry’s as you ask Him to set you free from your unknown sins.  May He show you the truth in His word so you can cleanse the Holy Temple within your body, and become a part of the Bride. May He bless you with wisdom and knowledge during this transformation, so you may be a brilliant light to show others the proper Temple cleansing way.  May His grace and mercy be more to you than just words in a song, may they be the life blood of your walk!  May you be so filled with the Holy Spirit that He fills your heart with love, and your mouth with truth.

Shalom  my beloved who desire to change in 2019,

and Blessing sent for Chanukah 2018, and a life changing 2019!

Pastor CyRilla Schultz

Winter Garden





























I love walking out in the Embassy Garden.  It is absolutely beautiful.  I’m not from Israel so I have no knowledge as to when things bloom and when they are dormant.  I do know it’s winter season here.  The days are short, and a cool wind often blows rain in from the Mediterranean sea just a few miles away.  The days are still sunny and warm, but the night can put a good chill in your bones.  Draping yourself in a warm blanket in the evening as you spend time visiting with good friends or reading a great book is a good idea.  As I work around in the garden I noticed so many different plants in bloom. There is also new growth all over.  New plants seem to be sprouting everywhere they can; even in the cracks on the stone pathway, under overgrown bushes, and anywhere the warmth of the sun touches for part of the day.  The Embassy has a gardener and his employees come once a month to care for the garden.  This time as they arrived and looked at the garden, they noticed a difference also.  The gardener was shocked to see the rose bushes in full bloom and so many blossoms throughout the garden.  More than 20 plants are blooming at this time.  The new growth of new plants in the yard also shocked him.  And of course with so much new growth, weeds have found their way into the garden also.  So he really had his work cut out for him.  Bushes overgrown had to be trimmed back, weeds were hand pulled so not to disturb the other new growth.  He picked a bouquet of fragrant flowers and brought them to the door for our table.  After 4 hours of hard work, he and his crew were finished and the garden looks great.   After they left I couldn’t help but feel that we are so blessed to have such a beautiful garden.  Then the Lord brought to mind;  The Embassy is a house of prayer, worship and praise.  We do things here with the love of Yeshua in our hearts, whether it’s serving guests from far away lands, or taking care of the garden.  I believe the garden has responded to the love that fills this place.   It is flourishing in the midst of our prayers, our praise, and our worship to God.  We know He is the giver of great gifts and the Embassy garden is a beautiful gift, and wonderful surprise and testimony to many who will come and see it, even in the winter time.  God gets all the Glory for this winter time beauty!












Lost in a Sea of People

One day on my last tour in Israel we visited the Kotel, The Wailing or Western Wall.  It was a very special Jewish Holiday and thousands of people had crowded into the area.  As the women and men split up to go to their separate areas for prayer, I chose to stay back with my Arch Bishop to wait at our pre designated spot to meet with everyone.  I would soon be returning to Jerusalem for an extended stay and would visit when it was not so crowded.  I have been here and prayed before.  We traveled quite a distance to the women’s restroom and stood in line for a long time waiting.  While at the restroom entrance there was pushing and shoving to try to get past each other, as the hallways were narrow and packed with women.   I was relieved to return to our meeting area and wait for the rest of our group.  As I stood there and watched the crowd and individuals, I noticed an elderly, slender, short woman in the crowd.  She was one of our group!  She was alone!  The Spirit within me spoke, and said notice everything you can about her right now!  I did, I look to see how short she was compared to the people around her, I looked at the color of her cloths, noticed the greyness of her aging hair.  I absorbed every detail I could about her as I watched her disappear into this sea of people.  I also knew where she was headed and knew the struggle of the women in that area.  Finally everyone had arrived at our meeting area.  The guides soon started taking count and found we were short people.  There was more than this one elderly woman missing, but all I cared about at the time was her.  I told the guide I had seen her headed to the restrooms alone and I could go find her and bring her to us, but he said no.  After several offers I talked to Arch Bishop and explained what I had seen and how the Spirit had prompted me to take close notice in detail of her as she walked away.  She said yes I could go get her.  So I took her friend from Texas, we grasp hands and I told her, pray like this precious saint stands out to us like an angel, Don’t let go of my hand no matter what, and pray in the spirit as we walk.  So off we go, my right hand holding a dear woman’s hand who is following close behind, as we walk through this crowd single file; because that was the only way to get through.  I began praying in the Spirit and put my left hand in front of me.  As I began to walk something began to happen. The sea of people in front of me began to split.  It seemed like they were moved by an unseen force.  The crowd continued to open even further in front of us until I could see a clear path for several yards in front of me.  About half way down the long walk to the restroom, our eyes met and she had the biggest smile on her face, I reached my hand toward her and she reached her hand toward me.  We grasped hands in just a few seconds and a few happy steps.  We had found each other, both our hearts felt relief.  Our smiles could have lit up a room the moment our eyes met.  I put this precious woman between her friend and myself and we grasp hands as tightly as before.  Again I put my left hand forward and began to walk and pray and the crowd opened up to let us through all the way back to our group.  How wonderful was the greetings when we all returned together in just a few short minutes.  Everyone had been praying for us and was so excited to see their prayers had been answered.  As I let her hand go, she turned and looked at me with great gratitude and love.  What a blessing for my soul.  We spoke different languages, but her eyes spoke a million Thanks in that split second glance.  I am so happy  I was able to hear the Holy Spirit that day and was obedient.  Yes, because I was able to bring our little lost lady back into the fold, but more so because I witnessed a miracle that day.  I watched the power of God as He opened a sea of people before me.  My heart is blessed and humbled to know I serve a Great God!

The Sea of Salt

I sit in the early morning heat. It’s 5:00am in Israel and the temperature is 80 degrees. A gentle breeze blows the freshness of the Sea over the balcony. The aroma of a freshly brewed Israeli coffee lingers in the air, as it cools before I let it pass these lips. The sounds of the early morning is not filled with the sounds of nature as it is at home, but it is filled with the business of people preparing for another day to serve the thousands of tourists that have come to vacation in these healing waters. The Sea already carries the sounds of worship, as people have went down to praise Yah in the darkness of this early morning. Their sweet worship, laughter, and joy brings the waters alive in the dawn of first light! The salt from the Sea is so heavy but yet it seems in infiltrate the air and it leaves a saltiness on your lips. The atmosphere for a weary traveler is calming, soothing, and refreshing. I know the relaxed coolness of this day will burst into a frinzy of activity and heat. By noon it will be over 100 degrees and thousands will flock to the Sea, pools and shopping center. I’m thankful for places like this for Israel. It gives the Israeli people hope. So many come to see the beauty and the wonders of this Holy Land. By just coming here to vacation we bless this land and it’s people. But I have not come to vacation. I am not a tourist, but a soldier of the Most High. I will march this land from north to south, and east to west, and proclaim each step for my King Yeshua. He will soon take this land and we who have followed His commands will follow with Him and rule the earth with Him from this most Holy of Lands, Israel!

May your day be blessed with a glimmer of Glory from on Most High. My His purpose be fulfilled through you, His chosen; and may your day be filled with Shalom!

Pastor CyRilla


Nazareth, your boarders have grown. You have grown from a tiny village of Jews to a thriving city in the past 2000 years. Now Arabs and Christains occupy your boards. Do they know what has come from you? Once a man and his family returned to this welcoming village. His family included children, including a step son he would raise as his own, but he knew this was truly the Son Of God, given to his virgin wife through the Spirit of God! This son would grow in this tiny community of less than 400, and most were family in one way or another. He would praise the One Holy God for finding him worthy to be His Sons stepfather, to love Him, to protect Him and to bring Him up in the ways of His ancestors, the Jewish nation. He grew into a young man, learning instruction from both parents. He made the trip to Jerusalem with His brothers and sisters many times to celebrate God’s Holidays! He would join many other family members at the festivals, and celebrate the feasts of their God, His Father. One day back in Nazareth, He began to teach His family and friends on Shabbat in the synagogue, but they could not accept His words, so these friends and family members decided to drag Him to a large cliff far out of town. They would throw Him off the cliff and if that didn’t kill Him, they would finish Him off by throwing large stones on Him. But today was not the day to die, the Father had different plan for this Lamb!

To be continued, or you can cheat, and read your Bible to see what happens next.

Shalom and Blessings

Her Tradition Costs a Lot.

I set in the lobby of my an Israeli Kabbot at 4:00am in the morning, studying my lessons when a woman in her night gown approaches me. She says, are you Hebrew, and I reply no. She said I am desperate and need your help. Can you help me? I ask, what do you need? She said, my airconditioner has stopped working and my room is too hot, can you help me? I told her I was just a guest and didn’t know anything about the airconditioner, but she insisted. I ask her,what room as I followed her up a flight of stairs, carrying my tablet, purse, soda,and water. She said room 310. We have a few more flight to go. I didn’t know why Yah had put me in this situation, but prayed all the way up. Prayed that I could be a blessing to this Jewish woman, and for His protection, because I didn’t know what I was walking into. As we approach the room, I can see the door is open with a small light on inside. I took a couple steps inside and could see two children in one bed and a man in the other. It was the bathroom light which was on, so I stepped back into the light. She pointed to a remote control setting on the dresser just below the tv. She said it worked the airconditioner. I ask her to hand it to me. But she couldn’t, then it all clicked for me! This woman was of no danger to me what so ever. And she truly was in destress with her family! It is SHABBAT! She is not allowed to touch or operate the remote. Her family is laying in a sweltering room because of there religious traditions. I honor her in many ways for this! She honors her God by being faithful to her traditions and sets this example for her children. I do not agree with this tradition, because I have been set free from all religious traditions through Yeshua the Jewish Messiah. I honor her because she came to the lobby and begged me to come and help her. She had a great desire to make her family comfortable, and humbled herself to ask for help from a stranger. I am so thankful to ABBA this morning, for again putting me in the right place at the right time. Now my future task for this beautiful Jewish Woman is to pray that her and her family may come to know their Messiah.

Father, so use me in the smallest ways to bring Glory to you as I travel in the apple of your eye for the next two week. I am your servant, to Your people!

Shabbat Shalom!

Soto Intrigues Me

This 19 year old player stopped me in my tracks one night as I watched my Cubbies play. They just happened to be playing the Nationals that night! While I love watching baseball and my favorite team, I must admit the game is rather slow and I’m usually doing something else while watching. But the first night I saw Juan Soto at the plate batting, I had to stop what I was doing and give this player my full attention. He walked up to the plate like he owned it. His eyes glared at the pitcher as he squared up and waited for the first pitch. He swung and missed. In the same move of the swing, he took a giant step toward the pitchers mound. I thought he was going to head out and hit the pitcher with the bat, but as quickly as he stepped forward, he relaxed and stepped back. Each time that ball came flying from the mound, his reaction was the same. No matter what it was, a ball, a strike, a foul ball, the aggressive step toward the pitcher was the same. He made me want to watch each pitch carefully to see when that giant step was going to turn into an explosion on the pitcher. It never has, but his actions truly intrigue me. I have found myself, looking up his past, how did this 19 year old from the Dominican Republic become so good, so in charge of his game. Now I find myself listening to the Nationals reports to see how he’s doing. The other night he stole three bases, setting a record for someone that young doing it. He plays left field and plays like a seasoned outfielder. This boy will go a long ways in baseball if he can stay healthy. He brings new excitement to the game! He challenges the old status quo, with his new aggression, youthful energy, and his take charge and chances initives. Can’t wait to see where he goes and what he does!

Bath Time

It’s a beautiful late summer day.  The air is still warm mid day and the geese feel the heat.  Their down coats keep them warm all year long.  In the heat of mid-summer days it feels great to get into the cold fresh water of the spring fed creek.  Keeping this coat of down and feathers clean is of most importance when your a goose.  If they don’t they will loose the insulation and covering the feathers are to provide.  Many times a day you can catch  them setting in the creek grooming themselves.  They don’t seem to groom each other, but are always together grooming.  Our land is filled with soot from a forest fire two years ago, sand, and good old healthy black dirt, but yet these two stay sparkling white all the time.  It must be quite a task to stay so beautiful when so challenged with the elements here.  I must confess their outer beauty is deceiving, because on the inside they have the personality of sharks.

Ever need a great watchdog?  Get a goose!


This is blogging class lesson #3, picture of water and blog about it.  Water seemed boring to me today, so you get geese!

Learning My Alef, Bet, Gimel’s

Learning a new language has been quite an eye opener for me. Do you know how many components are involved in learning a new language? Well I’m going to tell you.  A LOT!

Because I teach a Hebrew Roots class and I will be spending a lot of time in Israel in the next year, I have decided to take a couple Hebrew language classes.  The first is a Biblical Hebrew class, and in December I start my conversational Hebrew class.  I have a few weeks of my Biblical Hebrew class under my belt, and was I surprised at the amount of steps it takes to learn this.

#1. You have to learn the shapes of each letter.  In Hebrew they read and write from right to left.  This is so backwards compared to what I have done for 60 years, but my brain doesn’t seem to mine.  This has been easy so far.  Hebrew letters shapes are not close to the English shapes, so there has been a lot of memorization in this area.

#2. You have to learn the name of each letter.  In the title I write Alef, Bet, Gimel, this in English is A, B, G.  They don’t have a C as we think of C in English,  and the G comes before the D-Dalet in Hebrew.

#3.  There are also new sounds to learn.  CH is a Bach sound like the ending of Bach.  It’s a back in the throat sound and not very easy to do. Just clear all that flem out of the back of your throat and you’ve got it.    There is the TS like the end of cats,  and Hebrew words start with this sound.  Try to say a word right now starting with this sound.  It just doesn’t feel right.  Now to top it off, there are two silent letters, I guess just for grins and giggles. Their R is a rolled sound,  which isn’t that uncommon in foreign languages, but difficult for me to do.  Several of the letters sound the same, so you have to learn what letter is used in what case when writing.  I’m just learning how to read Hebrew for now, so I don’t have to worry about this yet, but come December I’ll be learning how to write.

So  far I learned the letter shapes, names, and sounds.  I’m thinking to myself, this is great, I’m almost there, and then I realize…

#4. They have a totally different vocabulary!  What do you mean, Father is not spelled F-A-T-H-E-R?  In Hebrew Father is ABBA, spelled Alef, Bet. Two letters, that’s all!  So now comes the hard part, new vocabulary. After learning the new words, I have to learn the definitions.

Well that about sums it up.  Learning a new language is fun and exciting, and truly exercises the brain.  But it’s also challenging and time-consuming.  I believe there is always victory behind every challenge so I’m going for the gold!

I have a granddaughter in kindergarten and a grandson in preschool. I see there little minds in a new light.  It is amazing how their brilliant brains work.  They accept this challenge with no thought of what it takes to accomplish what they are doing.  They come over and rattle off the ABC’s as if they were born with this talent.  How often we ask them to do this without realizing the process behind it.  These all-absorbing brains are an amazing gift from God.  By the time these children are 6 years old they will be writing and reading words like prose.

I’m glad I’m studying a new language, and I’m glad I’m exercising my brain daily, but most of all; I’m glad God gave me a reason to do it all!

Shalom and Blessing sent for a wonderful day!