As I entered young adulthood. . . . the name Jesus produced in me a complex set of emotions, dominated mainly by embarrassment. . . . the suspicion of the Christian world that was practically encoded in my DNA. . . .

It was during this time of questioning that someone showed me Isaiah 53, a passage in my own Jewish Bible. . . . For the first time, I was able to make a connection with this helpless sufferer . . . and suffering that seemed to characterize the history of my people.

Isaiah 53 helped me to see . . . the Jewish dimension of Yeshua’s personality. . . . He seemed to me to be the embodiment of Jewish experience for all time—destined to suffer at the hands of the world, yet finally to be vindicated by God.

— One Jewish person who came to believe in Yeshua (Jesus) the Messiah