But despite the fact he is a one-man operation, he has made some big waves and obviously gotten under the skin of the powers-that-be in a substantive way. He is regularly threatened by all the usual suspects with all the usual threats–death, ruination, imprisonment as well as being called the typical names–Nazi, anti-Semite, self-hating Jew, traitor, etc.
It’s easy to understand why he makes them nervous. It’s one thing when someone from outside the Jewish community goes about the business of exposing the mechanics of this subterranean, clannish agenda and another thing altogether when an insider does it. Like Joseph Vallachi, former mob member of the Genovese crime family who came forward and spilled his guts before an awestruck American public over what he knew concerning the criminal organization known as La Cosa Nostra, so too has Br. Nathanael come forward with tales of his own. As Saul of Tarsus proved some 2,000 years ago with his own about-face, sometimes it takes a family squabble to bring down the house, a theme very personal to Br. Nathanael, who sees himself following in the footsteps of Benjamin Friedman, one-time Zionist Jew who converted to Christianity and who spent the balance of his life trying to warn others about what he saw as this dangerous, many-tentacled creature known as the Jewish agenda.
For Br. Nathanael, it began during his childhood while growing up in a middle-class Pittsburg neighborhood of mostly Catholic and Greek Orthodox Christian families. Like a desert wanderer spotting an oasis, at Christmas time he was drawn to the carols and holy hymns announcing the coming of the Messiah, as well as the nativity scenes showing mother and child. As he describes it, the conflict within him was real and powerful. He was always drawn to this world, the world of the man known as the Prince of Peace, but as a Jew, dabbling with Christianity was as verboten as Galileo’s dabbling in astronomy. His Sabbath school teacher regularly taught the Jewish kids that Christianity was a fraud created by a false Galilean prophet named Jesus and helped along by a manic depressive named Saul who abandoned his people in Judea. Even in courses dealing with comparative religions, where everything from Buddha to Mohammed to Shiva was studied in-depth, talk of Jesus’ teachings was strictly censored KGB-style by the Judaic thought police who wouldn‘t give an inch. Br. Nathanael attended an upper middle class synagogue where the main event–meaning religion, was money, career and influence rather than morality, right vs. wrong, compassion vs. brutality or heaven vs. hell.
Nevertheless, like someone seeking to jump the Berlin Wall into the free world he secretly went out caroling with his Christian friends who regularly commented that he was more Christian than they were. During Christmas holidays, he would wait up late until the coast was clear (when parents and others were safely in bed) and would serf the television channels for Christmas shows. As soon as he graduated High School and went to college he became a Christian, joining what seemed to be the most natural transition for him, the ‘Jews For Jesus’ group.
‘I was enthralled with Jesus. Everything he said was pure gold. I studied the prophecies dealing with His coming and was blown away. How could these people (the Jews) not see–both then and now–that He was the fulfillment? I called my rabbi back in Pittsburg and gave him what I thought would be music to his ears–‘Rabbi, good news! The messiah came, and it was Jesus!…
…Obviously, he was not as thrilled as I was. He immediately called my mother and told her I had ‘lost it’ and needed help. My parents brought me home and started taking me to see Jewish councilors and when my parents could see it was going nowhere they took me to see the rabbis, about half a dozen, mostly Hassids and Lubavitchers. I showed them the scriptures in the Old Testament dealing with the Messiah. They told me to leave the Old Testament out of it and quoted the Talmud instead, and especially the really horrible things in it dealing with Jesus and His mother. They told me over and over that Jesus was a freak and his mother was a prostitute. I was livid but maintained my composure. The rabbis rolled their eyes every time I spoke up in Jesus’ defense and after a while I knew it was a waste of time.’
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