🌿 The Narrow Path

Introduction to My Torah Reflection Series

Written by Sia Page

This isn’t teaching. It’s my testimony.

More like a highlight reel. The full version would take much longer—but here’s where it begins.

A Seed in Good Soil

My very first memory of faith was as a little girl.
I remember my mom telling me who Jesus was.
I didn’t fully understand it then—but I know now that was the seed, and it was planted in good soil.

“But the one sown on the good soil, this is the one who hears the word and understands it. He indeed bears fruit.”
—Matthew 13:23 (TLV)

Looking back, I see that Yah made sure something was planted early in my life.
And while it didn’t grow right away, it stayed tucked deep in the soil, waiting for the right season.

Every plant needs more than just a seed—it needs sunlight, water, and time.
Yah is the Light. His Word is the water.
And sometimes, He lets those roots grow in the dark before we even realize they’re there.

So if you’ve ever planted a seed in someone’s life, let this encourage you:
Even the smallest beginning can bear fruit—especially when Yah is the Gardener.
Just don’t forget to water. Don’t forget to speak life. Don’t forget to check on it.

A Friend Who Watered the Seed

In second grade, Yah sent someone special into my life—Katie, my childhood best friend.
She and her family took me to Sunday school, Wednesday night church, youth camp… and they lived out their faith.
Through Katie, that seed was watered year after year.

May she rest in peace.
She was a gift.

I remember sitting in church thinking,
“I wish I had that. I wish I could be like that.”
She had something I didn’t have—but deeply wanted.

Now, looking back, I believe what I was seeing in her was the Set-Apart Spirit—the Ruach HaKodesh.
I don’t know if I had received Him yet at that time. Maybe I hadn’t.
But I do know He was calling to me, even then.
The seed had been planted. The soil was good.
And something was starting to stir deep in the roots—even if I couldn’t name it yet.

But as high school came, the pull of the world got stronger.
Like so many, I began to wander.

I’ve Always Loved God… the Best I Knew How

Even during my wandering years, I never denied Him.
I always said I believed.
I always said I loved God and Jesus.
But my life didn’t reflect it. Whatsoever.

In my 20s and 30s, I was out in Babylon—and sadly, raising my kids in it.
Tangled in worldly things that left me dry, distant, distracted.
I didn’t even realize how far I had drifted.

And still—He never let go.

There were seasons in those years where He felt completely gone from my sight.
Silent. Absent.
But now I know… He never left.

He was letting me see the darkness—so I’d recognize the Light.

“It is good for me that I was afflicted, so that I may learn Your statutes.”
—Psalm 119:71 (NASB)
“I will go and return to My place, until they admit their guilt. Then they will seek My face. In their distress they will earnestly seek Me.”
—Hosea 5:15 (TLV)
“But Yah is compassionate and gracious, slow to anger, and abounding in lovingkindness.”
—Psalm 103:8 (TLV)

Looking back now, I can see:
Even in the wilderness… He was waiting.
Even when I was far… He was near.
Even when I didn’t feel Him… He was faithful.

The Moment That Pierced Me

On June 16, 2018—the 3rd of Tammuz, 5778—I was born again.
I didn’t know the biblical calendar yet, but now I can see Yah’s timing was exact.

That morning, I wasn’t searching.
I was just lying in bed.
Too lazy to get the remote. The TV had gotten stuck on one of those Sunday morning religious programs.

And then—one verse was read. Just one.
And it pierced me.

I don’t even remember the exact verse now, but I’ll never forget the feeling.
It hit my spirit like lightning.
I sat up. I wept.

“For the word of God is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword…”
—Hebrews 4:12 (NKJV)

I searched for my Bible, found it covered in dust, opened to Matthew—and I couldn’t stop reading.
That seed—the one planted long ago—had waited for this moment.
I was a slow-growing plant, but Yah knew when to send the rain.

Fertilizer in the Wilderness

Somewhere in my 20s or 30s, my mom told me that Christmas and Easter weren’t in the Bible.
I didn’t dig into it then, but I accepted it.

Now I see that as fertilizer Yah sprinkled during the wilderness years—something He planted ahead of time so that when I did discover the feast days, it would all connect.

He was preparing me, even when I didn’t know it.

I Wanted to Grow in All Things God

After that encounter in 2018, I returned to what I knew: Sunday church.
I wanted to grow. I wanted to understand. I wanted to know what He was really saying.

But I struggled.
So much of what I read in Scripture wasn’t matching what I was hearing.
There were gaps—things I’d never been taught.

I Started Digging

It didn’t happen overnight.
I didn’t throw everything away all at once.
It was slow. A layer-by-layer kind of peeling back.

That’s when I found a YouTube channel called Faithful Performance.
Then I found Mark Biltz (El Shaddai Ministries) and Bill Cloud (Jacob’s Tent).
Through them, I learned about Sabbath, the Torah, and the appointed times.

That’s when it started to click.
Not just in my head—but in my spirit.

I realized… they were reading the same Bible I was.
But they were seeing things I hadn’t been shown yet.
Things I felt were there, but couldn’t fully unlock on my own.
And suddenly—those missing pieces began to fall into place.

I saw the roots of replacement theology.
I saw how the feasts were never removed.
I saw how the biblical calendar still mattered.

And I started asking:

“If these things are in the Bible, why didn’t I ever see them before?”

“You will seek Me and find Me, when you search for Me with all your heart.”
—Jeremiah 29:13 (TLV)

My Torah Walk Began in 2022

While I was born again in 2018, my actual Torah walk—the Narrow Path I’m now on—began in September 2022, on the Feast of Trumpets.

That day marked the beginning of my purification journey through Yah’s divine appointments.

That’s when I began observing the Sabbath, just as He commanded.

“If you love Me, keep My commandments.”
—John 14:15 (TLV)

I began keeping the feast days (Leviticus 23) and truly studying the Torah.
That’s when it all started to come together.
That’s when I knew:
I’ll never go back to where I was.

I feel as though Yah has been reaching His hand out for me since I was a little girl—but only now do I feel His arms around me.
I feel Him hugging me, holding me, loving me.

The spiritual warfare has been real. It’s been heavy.
But through it, He’s transformed me—my heart, my soul, and my mind.

“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind…”
—Romans 12:2 (TLV)

Through fasting, prayer, and His instructions (Torah), I have begun to understand what it means that Yeshua is the Way, the Truth, and the Life.

“I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. No one comes to the Father except through Me.”
—John 14:6 (TLV)
“Your righteousness is an everlasting righteousness, and Your Torah is truth.”
—Psalm 119:142 (TLV)

I’m so excited to continue on this spiritual purification journey—because the Kingdom of Heaven is coming, and I want to serve the King.

Still a Baby… But Now I’m Listening

In this walk, I’m still a baby.
Still learning.
Still repenting.
Still listening.
But even now—Yah is showing me things.

“As newborn babes, desire the pure milk of the Word, so that by it you may grow up in respect to salvation…”
—1 Peter 2:2 (TLV)
“Show me Your ways, Yah, teach me Your paths. Guide me in Your truth, and teach me, for You are God, my salvation—for You I wait all day.”
—Psalm 25:4–5 (TLV)

That’s why I’m starting this blog series.

Not as a teacher.
Not with all the answers.
But as someone simply walking it out.

“He has told you, humanity, what is good, and what does Yah require of you but to do justice, to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?”
—Micah 6:8 (TLV)

What I Mean by Torah and Sabbath

Torah means “instruction.” It refers to the first five books of the Bible—Genesis through Deuteronomy.
It holds Yah’s instructions, foundation, and design for His people.

When the disciples and early believers spoke of “the Scriptures,” they were referring to the Torah, the Prophets, and the Writings—because the Gospels had not yet been written.
This collection is often called the Tanakh (an acronym for Torah, Nevi’im [Prophets], and Ketuvim [Writings]).

The term Old Testament is misleading. It gives the idea that it’s outdated or no longer needed.
But these are the very Scriptures Yeshua and the disciples read and quoted.

Today, Judaism often follows the Talmud—a collection of rabbinical commentary and traditions.
Sadly, many Christians have done the same in a different way—relying mostly on sermons and human commentary, and focusing only on the New Testament, often apart from its foundation.

But the Gospels point back to the Torah.
Yeshua didn’t come to replace it—He came to fulfill and reveal it.

Sabbath (Shabbat) is the seventh day of the week—set apart for rest and remembering.
It begins Friday at sunset and ends Saturday at sunset.
It’s not a burden. It’s a gift.

I don’t follow the traditions of Judaism—I simply follow the Word of Yah, as written.
Not man-made additions. Just Scripture.

These are not “Jewish things.”
They are biblical things.
And they’re part of how I now walk out my faith.

Don’t misunderstand me—I love the Jewish people.
They preserved the Torah through generations of trials, exile, persecution, and suffering.
They carried it with reverence, guarded it, and handed it down.

Because of their faithfulness, we have the Scriptures today.
They kept the Sabbath. They honored the feast days. They treasured the words of Moses and the Prophets—even when the world hated them for it.

Yes, many are still walking without Yeshua.
But we pray they will see Him—in the Torah, the Prophets, and the Writings—just as we have.

“Brethren, my heart’s desire and prayer to God for Israel is that they may be saved.”
—Romans 10:1 (TLV)

What This Series Will Be

This blog series is called The Narrow Path, because that’s where Yah has brought me.

Each week, I’ll reflect on the weekly Torah portion and share what I’m learning—page by page.
Some weeks I’ll post daily. Other weeks, maybe only once.
It just depends on what Yah is showing me.

Sometimes I’ll follow little rabbit trails into the Prophets, Writings, or the Gospels when they help connect the message.

This isn’t about having perfect insight.
This is about truth.
The kind that draws us out of the wilderness and into the light.

Why The Narrow Path?

Because this journey isn’t loud.
It isn’t popular.
It isn’t always easy.

But it’s real.
It’s rooted.
And it leads to life.

“Enter through the narrow gate; for the gate is wide and the way is broad that leads to destruction... but the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and few find it.”
—Matthew 7:13–14 (TLV)

The narrow path can feel lonely.
Sometimes people look at you like you’ve lost your mind.
Going from living like the world to keeping feast days, Sabbath, Torah—it makes people uncomfortable.
Some think I’ve gone off the deep end.

But here’s what I’ve learned:
Learn to love that “lonely” place.

Because in that secret place—
Where it’s just you and the Gardener—
You can finally hear Him.
You can talk to Him.
You can walk with Him.

“But when you pray, go into your inner room, close the door and pray to your Father who is in secret. And your Father, who sees in secret, shall reward you.”
—Matthew 6:6 (TLV)

This path isn’t crowded.
It’s not easy.
But it’s worth everything.

And I wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.