by Paige Olson

I like green. It's the color of:
Mint Chocolate Chip Ice Cream!
Money in the bank!
The clothes we wear on St. Paddy's Day!
But GREEN means even more…
Mordecai and I had agreed to meet in order to "exchange our points of view." But both of us knew what we really meant by that phrase: each of us was intent on changing the other one's mind. I wanted to tell him about my faith in Y'shua, and Mordecai wanted to tell me about the joys of living an Orthodox Jewish life.
"Avi, Avi, Avi," Mordecai moaned. "I look at you, and I see such a tragedy. You're like a man who went searching for treasure. But instead of looking in your own back yard, you decided to dig in the gentiles' yards. Whatever you think you've found, it can't compare with the beauty of what you've left behind." He drew in a mournful breath, then let out a sigh. ""Come back, Avi. You're one of God's chosen. Come back..."
