Blog Post: "I Didn’t Wake Up Hebrew Because of Trends"

Written by Andrea Gary

I Didn’t Wake Up Hebrew Because of Trends

I didn’t become aware of being a Hebrew Israelite because of social media, documentaries, or what was trending in the world. I came into this truth by simply reading the Bible, not to prove anything, but because I wanted to know God for myself.

When I was 16 years old, I was on fire for God. I loved Him deeply. I wanted to be a missionary, to spread His Word, to serve Him with everything in me. So I opened the Bible like I would open any other book, from the beginning. I was determined to read it from cover to cover.

But then I came across verses that said the Jews were God’s chosen people. And I remember pausing, heart heavy, thinking:

“Wow… as a Black girl, I’m not even chosen by God?”

That moment shattered something inside me. Here I was, giving God everything, and yet I felt like there was no place for someone like me in His story.

That pain sat with me. And over time, it broke my spirit.

I pulled away.

I stopped believing altogether.

I became an atheist.

Not because I hated God, but because I thought He didn’t believe in me. I felt unseen. Unwanted. Unworthy.

And what’s more, I had never even heard of "Black Israelites." I had no idea that there were Black people in the Bible. I didn’t grow up hearing that. I didn’t find it online. I wasn’t influenced; I was searching.

Then something happened that changed the course of my life. I had a stroke, and just like that, I couldn’t work anymore. I lost the ability to do things the way I used to. But in that stillness… in that silence… something happened.

God met me there.

He used my inability, the very thing that seemed like a setback, as a vehicle to sit me down long enough to receive His knowledge.

He removed all the noise.

He slowed me down.

And in that space, He opened my eyes.

It wasn’t punishment. It was positioning.

One day, while reading through Scripture again, I came to Deuteronomy 28.

And everything changed.

I didn’t need a pastor.

I didn’t need a video.

I didn’t even need someone to explain it.

I read it. And I said:

“Wait… this sounds like us. This is our story. Our pain. Our people.”

The curses.

The chains.

The exile.

The sorrow.

It wasn’t just history — it was prophecy.

And it was ours.

Suddenly, I no longer felt forgotten.

I felt chosen.

I felt seen.

I felt loved.

And I realized something even deeper:

It didn’t take me finding God. It took God knowing that one day, I would need Him.

  “I’ve been waiting for you. You’ve always been mine.

Scripture References

• Deuteronomy 28:15–68 – The prophetic curses that identify Israel

• Romans 8:16 – “The Spirit himself testifies with our spirit that we are God’s children.”

• Jeremiah 29:13 – “You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart.”

• Isaiah 65:1 – “I revealed myself to those who did not ask for me; I was found by those who did not seek me.”

• John 15:16 – “You did not choose me, but I chose you...”

Reflection

Have you ever felt like your lowest moment was the end?

What if it were God’s way of slowing you down long enough to hear Him?