When I was a youth pastor, my church occasionally hosted an “ecumenical” worship service that moved around the Twin Cities in an attempt to unite Christians in worship. (Truth be told, the monthly service was dominated by Pentecostals who danced, sang, and spoke in glossolalia.) The Minnesota population of Messianic Jews is pretty darn small, and most of them came to this worship. One Sunday night, when we hosted the worship, I brought the youth group and we sat in... Read more





