The Dust of Your Rabbi

Many years ago, when I purchased a new iPhone, I seem to recall it being the iPhone X in 2017, I was surprised to discover that it would not sync with my Mac. The new operating system was not backwards compatible. It struck me that, in the faith life, we can face a similar tension. We must be “backwards compatible.” We honor what the Lord has done, remembering His faithfulness, and recognizing the growth rings of our formation (Ps. 77:11), but we must never become “backwards controllable” (Isa. 43:18-19). 

This tension is vividly on display in Numbers 11. Israel, though physically free from Egypt, was not yet spiritually or psychologically free. They were no longer following Pharaoh, but neither were they truly following Moses. Instead, they were following their memories. “We remember the fish we ate in Egypt that cost nothing, the cucumbers, the melons, the leeks, the onions, and the garlic” (Num. 11:5) they said, longing not for the Lord’s promise, but for their past comforts. Their desires had rooted them in memory, anchoring them to what the Lord had already called them out of. But they were not being shaped by His presence or the leadership of Moses; they were being hardened by what they refused to release. They had left Egypt, but Egypt had not yet left them.

This reveals something essential about the life of faith, or life in general: we are always being formed by something. The question is not whether we are being shaped, but by what, and by whom.

When Messiah says, “Come, follow Me,” He is not offering a casual invitation to observe Him, but a call to imitate Him. Discipleship is not just the transfer of information; it is the transformation of life. This is why Paul can say, “Imitate me,” (Phil. 3:17) and again, “Imitate me as I imitate Christ,” (1 Cor. 11:1). The disciple does not simply learn the teachings of the rabbi; he adopts his way of life. He walks as his teacher walks. He becomes, in time, a living expression of what he has received: a “living epistle,” read by all (2 Cor. 3:2-3). 

In the ancient Jewish world, this idea was captured in a powerful image: to be a disciple was to be “covered in the dust of your rabbi.” This was no small concept. The sages taught, “cover yourself in the dust of their feet,” a call to walk so closely with your teacher that his life settles upon you (Pirkei Avot 1:4; cf. Lk. 10:39; Acts 4:35; 22:3). In a land of dry, unpaved roads, this was not metaphor alone; it was lived reality. As the rabbi walked, his disciples followed close behind, the dust rising from his steps settled upon them. To be covered in that dust was a sign of proximity, devotion, and formation. You were not simply near your teacher; you were being shaped by him.

This image brings clarity to the warning found in Matthew 10:14, where Yeshua instructs His disciples to shake the dust off their feet when leaving a place that rejects them and their message. In Jewish practice, devout Israelites would sometimes shake the dust from their feet when leaving Gentile lands, a symbolic act of separation from what was considered unclean. Yeshua draws on this imagery, not to cultivate pride, but to teach discernment – not everyone we walk with, nor everything we walk through, should be permitted to have formational influence on us. Influence is never neutral. One must not carry the “dust” of every place into the life of discipleship. The issue is not withdrawal from the world, but awareness of what is shaping us as we move through it.

So the questions must be asked: What dust is covering you? And whose voice is still directing your steps?

For Israel, it was the dust of Egypt: the residue of a life they had physically left but inwardly preserved. For us, it may be the dust of our past, the weight of former identities, the pull of cultural expectations, social convention, or even the subtle influence of misdirected orthodoxy. It is possible to walk with the Lord outwardly while still being inwardly shaped by something or someone else entirely.

This is why discipleship must be intentional. In Hebraic thought, learning is never an end in itself. The root ל-מ-ד (lamad) connects learning and teaching. One learns in order to live, and lives in order to teach. Likewise, the concept of avodah (ע-ב-ד), encompassing both work and worship, reminds us that what we do is inseparable from how we serve the Lord. This is not passive discipleship, but intentional, lived obedience before Him. It is a life lived in response to the One we follow.

This balance is beautifully illustrated in the account of Mary and Martha (Lk. 10:38-42). Too often, they are set against one another: Mary as the spiritual ideal, Martha as a cautionary example of distraction. But this is an unnecessary dichotomy. Martha’s service was an expression of devotion, offered within the cultural framework she understood. Mary, however, stepped beyond those expectations, sitting at the feet of Yeshua, taking the posture of a disciple. Remarkably, Yeshua affirmed her.

The lesson is not that one must choose between being Mary or Martha, but that discipleship requires both. But first we are called to sit at His feet, to be formed, instructed, and covered in His dust, Mary’s “good portion,” and then to rise and serve with lives shaped by that formation. Service without formation becomes hollow; formation without service becomes stagnant: “Martha, Martha, you are anxious and troubled about many things.” But when the two are joined, the result is a life that truly reflects our Rabbi, “You will drink my cup…” (Matt. 20:23). 

Israel’s failure in the wilderness was not simply disobedience; it was misdirected formation. They did not walk closely enough with their shepherd to be shaped by him. Instead, they clung to the dust they already carried—they remained “backward controllable.” And so they longed for what the Lord had delivered them from. The voice – and dust – of Pharaoh still directed their steps. We must not make the same mistake.

To follow Messiah is to walk so closely with Him that His life shapes ours as we are covered in His dust (Ro. 8:28-29). It is to allow His words, His ways, and His character to permeate our thinking, our desires, and our actions. It is to be transformed, not by the residue of where we have been, but by the presence of the One we now follow.

The winds of life will always carry dust. Influence is unavoidable. Formation is inevitable. The only question is whether we will be shaped by the dust of our past, or by the dust of our Rabbi.

So walk with Him. Stay near. And let His dust, not the dust of your past, be what forms you.

Maranatha. Shalom. 

 

Marked by Redemption

Having led and walked with many through the season of Passover, I have often reflected on how redemption is not only something we recall, it is something that leaves its mark upon us. 

In Exodus 13:9, the Lord commands that the remembrance of deliverance from Egypt shall be “as a sign on your hand and as a memorial between your eyes.” This is no casual metaphor. Redemption is to be bound to the body, to shape thought, action, and speech. It is to be carried.

Over time, this command found tangible expression in the practice of tefillin, or phylacteries, the binding of small leather boxes upon the arm and forehead by religious Jews during prayer. Within them are the very words of Torah, including the account of redemption (Ex. 13:1-10; 13:11-16; Deut. 6:4-9; 11:13-21). The people of Israel quite literally bind the memory of the exodus upon themselves.

And yet, later rabbinic reflection adds a striking layer to this image. Some sages taught that the leather straps of the tefillin, wrapped around the arm and hand, had undergone a symbolic transformation: what once symbolized the whips of Egyptian slavery is now reshaped into the cords of covenantal devotion. The instruments of oppression become the instruments of remembrance and dedication. This is a profound reversal.

What once bound Israel in suffering now binds them in obedience. What once marked them as slaves now marks them as redeemed. Redemption does not erase the past; it redeems it.

The straps that encircle the bicep and arm, traditionally wound down toward the hand and fingers, mirror both memory and mission. The arm: strength, action. The hand: deed, obedience. The head: thought, intention. The whole person is claimed. The whole person is marked. But the story does not end there.

When we turn to Galatians 6:17, we encounter a man who also speaks of being marked. The Apostle Paul writes, “I bear in my body the marks of Jesus.” These are not ritual bindings. These are scars. The risen Messiah still bears His wounds, and those who belong to Him should not be surprised if redemption leaves its mark upon them as well. Beatings. Stonings. Imprisonments. The cost of following and proclaiming Messiah Yeshua. 

Paul does not bind straps upon himself as a remembrance of redemption; his very body has become the testimony.  If Israel bore the sign of deliverance through commanded symbols, Paul bears the sign of redemption through suffering. And yet, both speak the same truth: redemption leaves a mark. It is here that the imagery converges in a powerful way.

The rabbis saw in the leather straps of tefillin a transformation of the whips of Egypt. Paul, too, knew the lash. He knew the rod. He knew the weight of affliction laid upon his body. But in Messiah, even these marks are transformed. What was intended for harm becomes a testimony of belonging, for a man who once rejected the very Messiah he now clings to. What once would have silenced him instead proclaims that he is not his own. The straps and the scars tell the same story.

Both declare: I belong to the One who redeemed me.

In Exodus, the marking is commanded, an act of faithful remembrance. In Galatians, the marking is endured, an act of faithful witness. One is taken up willingly in obedience; the other received through the cost of discipleship. Yet both are bound together by covenant. This invites a searching question. What marks us?

Not just what do we profess, but what do we carry? What has redemption done in us that can be seen, felt, known? For some, the mark may indeed be visible suffering, the cost of faithfulness in a world that resists the claims of Messiah. For others, it may be the quiet but no less real transformation of life: habits reshaped, desires reordered, words redeemed, actions aligned with the will of God. But make no mistake, redemption is never without imprint.

At Passover, we remember that Israel did not leave Egypt unchanged. The blood of the lamb marked their doorposts. The journey marked their identity. The covenant marked their lives. And in Messiah, we, who have been redeemed by a greater deliverance, are likewise marked, not by the absence of hardship, but by the presence of belonging. The question is not whether we are marked. The question is whose mark we bear.

Israel bound the remembrance of redemption upon their minds and arms Paul bore the cost of redemption in his very flesh. And we, too, are called to live as those upon whom the mark of God rests, not superficially, not symbolically alone, but truly and wholly. For those redeemed by the Lamb are never left untouched.

We are marked.

Maranatha. Shalom. 

 

The Outcry of Passover

In Exodus 12:30, we read of the great outcry from the Egyptian homes:

וַיָּקָם פַּרְעֹה לַיְלָה הוּא וְכָל־עֲבָדָיו וְכָל־מִצְרַיִם וַתְּהִי צְעָקָה גְדֹלָה בְּמִצְרָיִם כִּי־אֵין בַּיִת אֲשֶׁר אֵין־שָׁם מֵת

“And Pharaoh rose up in the night, he and all his servants and all the Egyptians. And there was a great cry in Egypt, for there was not a house where someone was not dead.” 

From the least to the greatest, every home experienced terrible loss. This was the tenth and final plague ultimately leading to the deliverance of Israel (Ex. 12:31-32). Even while the Israelites were gathered around their tables, ready to depart, as the צְעָקָה גְדֹלָה, “great distressful cry” echoed throughout the land, there must have been fear, anguish and expectation in the Hebrew homes. 

For generations their lives were shaped by the pressure of slavery. Now, on this night of Passover, they would walk through the blood-marked doors on their way to freedom. A mixed multitude of Hebrew and foreign slaves (Ex. 12:38), all who heeded the word of the Lord (Ex. 12:1-20). 

The weeks and months leading up to Passover seem to be a time of pressing for the people of God. Whether this is prophetic, environmental, or circumstantial the resulting exhaustion, and the cry it produces, is the same. This cry, however, is not like the Egyptians, one without hope; it is a cry from the depths of the soul, that while we endure pressure, we know the One who has delivered and will deliver us.

The Apostle Paul gives us great encouragement during seasons such as this, “We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but not driven to despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed; always carrying in the body the death of Jesus, so that the life of Jesus also may be manifested in our bodies” (2 Cor. 4:8-10). 

The language of affliction draws our minds back to Egyptian bondage. The grief of infanticide, the oppression of servitude, and the seeming hopelessness of deliverance from the hands of an oppressor. Paul notes that we can be afflicted, perplexed, persecuted and struck down. Yet, in each instance he offers rebuttal: we are not crushed by affliction, we are not driven to despair, we are not forsaken, and we are not destroyed. We bear about in these “jars of clay” (2 Cor. 4:7) the death of Christ in order that the life of Christ would be manifest in us. While we are yet diminishing, day by day, He is ever increasing, even in our seasons of pressing. 

Personally, it has been a season of tremendous pressing for a multitude of reasons. But in the exhaustion and despair the hope remains Messiah. My mind wanders back to Paul’s inspired words, perhaps derived from his own seasons of trial, and I lean into those promises, as he continues in 2 Corinthians 4:16-18, “So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.” 

The vigor of natural man in body and mind gives way to an unavoidable wasting away, apart from the sustaining grace of Christ. By His grace, the wasting of the natural man reveals the renewed man, once overcome now overcoming in Him. This is the challenge for every believer: to look beyond inner distress and fix our gaze upon the hope revealed in His resurrection – the greater Exodus to which Passover has always pointed.

The night of Passover teaches us that not all cries are the same. Egypt cried out in judgment, but Israel stood in trembling expectation – covered by the blood, waiting for redemption. The same night that brought death to one people brought deliverance to another.

So it is with the faithful today. There is still an outcry in the earth, and there is often an outcry within us. Yet for those who are in Messiah, our cry is not one of despair, but of expectation. We stand, as it were, behind blood-marked doors, aware of the darkness, aware of the weight of affliction, yet confident that redemption is at hand.

The pressing is real, but it is not without purpose (Ro. 8:28-29). The affliction is present, but it is not without His promise (2 Cor. 1:20-22). For just as Israel stepped out of bondage into freedom, so too we are being led – through weakness, through trial, through daily dying – into the life of the risen Christ.

And when the night has done its work, and the cry has given way to silence, the call of redemption will come again. Those who trust in Him will rise, take what has been prepared, and depart in haste – not in fear, but in freedom.

Maranatha. Shalom.