Chava, I expect you to keep your promise, said my mother. I promised her that I would return a pebble that I illegally took from the historic Israeli fortress called Masada. I did not suspect that my second trip there held surprises of biblical proportion for me. After being invited into the home of the Chief Rabbi of Jerusalem, Rebbe Fleischmann told me the story of his marriage, and of his first-born son, Emanuel, who was running for Governor of Pennsylvania. At the Rebbe’s request, my friend Angela and I contacted Emanuel in Bethlehem, PA, who then took me into his confidence. Emanuel performed a miracle on live TV, and it woke the Vatican’s curiosity. The Pope took Emanuel and I with him to Jerusalem, where the Pope asked him to perform a test. After passing the test, Emanuel began to receive multiple threats from drug cartels, opposing his war against them. After a vicious attack, it was confirmed that Emanuel’s life was in imminent danger, but somehow a person from my past managed to intercept the first attackers. Was Emanuel truly the person he claimed to be or was he an impostor? What about the miracles he performed? Never in a million years did I think what followed, something so extraordinary, that humankind needed to take an inventory on their faith in a Higher Power, and a deep look inside their soul to find forgiveness for doubting Emanuel.