Let Me Share A Bit Of My Destiny And It Deals With MY DNA Testing.

Where do I begin? Let's take it back to the 1990's. I was a wife, mother and a Catholic woman who began to have encounters with Jesus through the Holy Spirit. I began writing in my journals in the mid 90's if I look back at some of my journal entries. Back then there was a Catholic radio station WMIH that I would listen to. There was a talk format program with Sr. Juanita Sheeley (not sure if I am spelling her last name correctly.) Then in the late hours another program with Jon Hanna (again, not sure if the spelling is correct.) As I would be led I would have one of my journal entries that would pop out at me and I would call in and read it over the air. They were always so gracious and kind and allowed me to do that. Here is this Catholic woman receiving divine insight from Jesus and just stepping out in faith and reading it live on the radio. Sometimes I would get a bit nervous because I was not groomed or trained in knowing how to do this sort of stuff. I was an open vessel that back then followed the prompting of Holy Spirit to share what I wrote. Now tell me that is not faith in action.
One day when I was listening to the program they were talking about a service at a Jewish congregation and something about the blowing of a shofar. That caught my attention and I then made a few phone calls to see if I could attend this service. I got permission to attend. The Catholic girl going to the Jewish synagogue for a service in September, 1995. I am a bit nervous because I never did anything like that before. I park my car and begin walking up to the synagogue and I am greeted by two ladies also going to the service. They strike up a brief conversation with me and said they would guide me so to speak. I was relieved that there was someone there to assist me. Remember, this is all brand new to me. There was something that stirred inside of me when they blew the shofar at this service. I remember those ladies asking me if I was Jewish, I replied no to them. I know God sent those ladies to me to help me that day.
Now, when I look back even further in my life I went to a Catholic University that was located right in the area of a large Jewish population. This is a bit of background so you will be able to see the hand of God moving in my life through this story. Here is the thank you letter I sent to the Rabbi. It is just my rough draft. I do that, I create the rough draft composition and then send it off (I must admit I like to personally send thank you notes written in cursive.) It is a shame that they do not teach this in school anymore. How are children going to be able to sign legal documents if they cannot write in cursive, that really baffles me.

This was dated 10/20/95

So lets fast forward to a few months ago. I had this desire to get my DNA testing done. So much so that I requested it as a Christmas gift from my children. I send it off and get the results.  I see that I am 2% European Jewish. I then begin to ask questions of my mother about this. Well, my uncle did a family tree on my mothers side of the family in 2011. My mom refers me to the family tree portion. On my mother's maternal side of the family there is the answer. I pulled out my copy and sure enough it is right before my eyes. My great, great grandmother is where the Jewish blood comes into the family blood line. Isn't that so amazing, so God like to have this beautiful surprise tucked in my family blood line. This is not a story of ancient years of having this in our family blood line, this is a fairly recent experience. God knew that it was important for me to be born into the family with this attribute for me. I am still amazed. There is still more to this testimony. When my daughter was born I had a desire to name her after an actress that I thought was a strong woman so I gave her that name as her first name. Well, in hindsight it is actually the first name of my great, great grandmother that I am writing about today. I love Jesus. I trust you Jesus. I believe you Jesus. I adore you Jesus.
Please know that you cannot make this stuff up, I have the writings in my journals, photographs, etc. to back up these experiences I share with you. I write to encourage you and to step out in faith if Holy Spirit is showing you to do so. Remember, it all starts with the gentle tugging at your heart strings of Holy Spirit, will you respond? I did and still do and I am so grateful and honored to respond when He nudges me.