I heard about this guy on a norwegian christian radio channel and immediately thought that he must be jewish (because Roth is the surname of Phillip, and Eli, and Henry, all of them jews!). I found the revealing story of his life on his homepage. Here it goes:
My name is Sid Roth. I am a Jew. Both of my parents were Jewish. I have Israeli and American citizenship. I attended a traditional synagogue where I was bar mitzvah.
Like most American Jews, I found organized religion irrelevant to my life. I was proud of being Jewish, but bored with religion.
To be honest, my god was money. My goal was to be a millionaire by age 30. By 29, I had graduated college, was married, was the father of one daughter, and was an account executive for Merrill Lynch. Although I had a wonderful life and career, I felt I was a failure because I was not a millionaire.
I did something I am not proud of. I left my wife, daughter and Merrill Lynch and went searching for happiness. My search led me to Eastern meditation, the New Age. During this search, I almost lost my mind. Life was too difficult.
A Christian businessman challenged me that my Jewish Bible condemned my occult practices and told me that Jesus was the Jewish Messiah that my Orthodox Jewish upbringing had carefully hidden from me. I was stunned.
So I began to read the Jewish Scriptures for myself and I got the shock of my life. What he had said might well be true. No sooner had that thought formed in my mind than the New Age spirit guide that I had surrendered to began to curse me from inside that same mind!
Previously, I thought I controlled this New Age spirit guide, but I now knew that was not true. I had a power, a strong power, and it was evil.
I went to sleep that night so full of fear, I wanted to die! In desperation I prayed, “Jesus, help!” I still did not know if Jesus was real, but I had nowhere else to turn.
The next morning when I woke up, I knew immediately that the evil that had been inside of me was gone! Even my fear was gone! I knew it was that prayer I had prayed the night before! In place of fear and desperation, I had a tangible peace and feeling of love that I had never experienced before. And I knew that Jesus was real.
Not only did He reach down to save me and restore me to my right mind, but He also restored my marriage and gave me back my wonderful wife, Joy, and my precious daughter, Leigh. My entire immediate Jewish family, including my father, mother, sister and brother-in-law, came to know Jesus. And since 1972, I have devoted my life to telling Jewish people Jesus is our Messiah!
Read the full account of how Sid came to know Jesus as his Messiah in his autobiography, “There Must Be Something More!”
Sid was featured as the cover story in the June 2015 issue of Charisma Magazine.
Read the full cover story highlighting Sid and It’s Supernatural!
Sid Roth has a radio show:
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Shortly after becoming a believer in Jesus as his Messiah in the 1970’s, Sid Roth started the Messianic Vision radio program (now called It’s Supernatural! audio). Over time the program has expanded to cover many different topics such as healing miracles, supernatural encounters (of the God kind), intimacy with God, prophecy, evangelism and more. Today, our It’s Supernatural! audio show reaches around the world through the Internet, impacting thousands with a powerful message that encourages and heals.
The teaching of Jesus was of this third kind. He was a Jew; the principle of his faith and his gospel was not only the revealed will of God as it was transmitted to him by Jewish traditions but also his own heart’s living sense of right and duty. It was in the following of this moral law that he placed the fundamental condition of God’s favor.
To propose to appeal to reason alone would have meant the same thing as preaching to fish, because the Jews had no means of apprehending a challenge of that kind. To be sure, in recommending a moral disposition, he had the aid of the inextinguishable voice of the moral command in man and the voice of conscience; and this voice itself may have the effect of making an ecclesiastical faith less preponderant.
Jesus himself was sacrificed to the hatred of the priesthood and the mortified national vanity of the Jews.
Even in the last moments of his stay on earth, a few moments before his so-called “Ascension,” the disciples still displayed in its full strength the Jewish hope that he would restore the Jewish state (Acts i. 6) [“They asked of him, saying, Lord, wilt thou at this time restore again the kingdom to Israel?”].
The picture given above of Jesus’ efforts to convince the Jews that the essence of the virtue or the justice which is of value in God’s sight did not lie purely and simply in following the Mosaic law will be recognized by all parties of the Christian communion as correct, though it will also be pronounced very incomplete.
Israel is a small country, not bigger than Hedemark county. After world war 2 the jews got this country from UN, there was only one small problem: some arabs and palestinians already lived there. It has been strife there since that time. For almost 30 years the palestinian areas Gaza and The West Bank been occupied by Israel, but since a year these areas have starting the process of becoming been self administrated. Did you know, by the way, that Bethlehem is on occupied territory?
Over here is the Church of the Nativity, this is the center of Bethlehem, and was built on top of the stall where Jesus was born.
It is sooo strange to walk here in Bethlehem, were so many things have happened. We’ve all been told that Jesus was born in a manger. This is how it looks like.
Tourists there’s at least enough of.
(Transcription and translation from an episode of the norwegian tv-show “Midt i smørøyet” visiting Israel in 1995 (see link below)
Totality. Nothing more than the place and the word. The land, it is white of marble dust mixed, exile on a Roman ship, queen of the jews, she was jewish. He was gentile. There’s no need to cry, it’s still there. We can piece together the image from the scattered pieces of the jigsaw.
And if it’s a love story, it’s not for him, or for her. For example, I don’t talk about her.
False face. False relation. A real person is separated from the interpreter of that person, if only by the time passed between the event and its evocation, by a distance that continually increases, a distance that is increasing at this very moment. The sea that drives. She, queen of the jews, returned there. Repudiated. Like a female INRI. Such a moment cannot be rejuvenated by dazzling colors, it can only be evoked in memory. The greatness of art only emerges at the dusk of life.
Jesus did not write, like the names of shipwreckers are only writ in water. He did not seek the formula for overturning the world in books, but in wandering. Ceaselessly drifting for days on end, none resembling the one before. And then one ill-fated day the finest player of us all got lost in the forests of Gethsemane, but there are no greater loss than that of the present organization of life: “Write a book, change your name, run a thousand miles away, bite the hook, change your game, in the end it’s all the same.”