33 is a very significant number. Even now, as I am waiting in Washington DC to get on my flight to Paris, that number has been popping up since yesterday afternoon. AS that was happening, I got curious and checked when I was born on the biblical calendar. I check my Jewish calendar app, went back to September 23rd, 1990, and saw that Tishri the 4th was when I was born. I then looked at what today was, and it was, in fact, Tishri the 3rd; which meant that according to the Hebrew calendar, my birthday would be at sundown.
33 has a lot of meanings; some good, and some sorrowful. I never really know how to feel about it being referred to as the Jesus Year as I’ve heard for so long. Don’t get me wrong, I am a follower of Jesus. It’s just that 33 was the year He was crucified. So that feels strange to say on the one hand. On the other hand, His destiny was fulfilled. So in that way, 33 can mean stepping into a fulfillment of destiny.
I’m not one to think too hard into these things. I do know that something special is already happening as I prepare to get on this very delayed flight to Paris to join my tour manager and rest of my band.
It has been a long, long journey to get to this point; and even while being here, there are still many battles, distractions, frustrations, and moments of fatigue to deal with. In all of it though, I’m grateful to G-d for my health and strength, my overwhelmingly supportive wife, my intelligent and funny sons, and every single person who continues to support me as I strive to bring this different, but much needed message of Zion to the four corners of the earth.
My next and last big band/orchestra show of the year is in Fort Mill, South Carolina. If you’re reading this and are anywhere near there, I’d love to see you.
Thank you~
Happy birthday from the FBT Team!