The Kaminsky family lived under Communism and behind the iron curtain for generations. Vita and everyone she knew thought people who believed in God were ignorant and primitive. She hated being a Jewand despised the idea of going to Israel. In the late 1980's, when Perestroika allowed Jews to leave Russia, she had big dreams for success. Looking for love and wealth, she left Russia for America, but nothing went as planned. Her life was a wild ride-and an amazing testimony to the incredible power and persistence of the loving God she refused to acknowledge. For years He let her live in the messes she made, each time rescuing her at the last minute, until she finally called out to Him.Vita's journey of transformation with dreams, wonders and miracles, dramatic relationships, divorce, and death ends with a divine love story that brings her to Peculiar, USA. You will never forget her story!Here is the trailer for the book: https: //www.youtube.com/watch?v=W0Mu8gIPma0It Wasn't My Idea To Write This Book. Many times, after sharing my testimony in churches and congregations, people had asked me if I had the story of my life written in a book.At first I didn't pay attention to those questions about the book, but as people continued requesting, I prayed and asked God if this was His idea.I am like Gideon, always trying to make sure that I hear the right voice. In my prayer I said, "God if this is your will, please give me another direct confirmation. Please let someone say these exact words to me, 'Oxana, you need to write a book of your testimony.'"A few weeks later, we did a revival service in Butler, Missouri. I had only forty-five minutes to share and sing, so I couldn't even share my whole story, just a little part of it.At the very end, when almost everybody had left, a woman approached me and without any greeting, with no "hello" or "shalom," she said to me: "Oxana you need to write a book of your testimony."Wow! I had goose bumps. This surely was the confirmation. I knew I had to take it seriously now.How in the world could I write a book? I even have an accent in every language that I speak. It just seemed to be a huge giant that I would never be able to fight.Finally, I pulled myself together and wrote one page of the book. I felt very proud of myself and even showed my first page to some friends. To my big surprise, they said they liked it, but I couldn't go any further. It just was too hard for me. I felt like Jonah, who didn't want to go to Nineveh.One day after ministering in a Russian church in Oregon, one young lady came to talk to us. She wanted us to go together for dinner. At the restaurant she asked Boaz and me to share a story about how we met, and we gladly told her our love story.The next day she wrote me on Facebook that our story really touched her heart and also gave her hope and encouragement.Well, I thought to myself, why should I write the whole story of my life, it's so long and complicated? Why not to start with a shorter story?I felt like I found a solution. I would just create a love story novel, which was also a great testimony and had a message by itself. I even had a catchy title for it, "How I Met My Boaz and Ended Up in Peculiar."I started writing, but still struggled. So I decided to take a writing course online. I also read a book called Writing Life Stories by Bill Roorbach and signed up for critique writing groups.When I brought my writings to the critique group and read the first chapter of my love story, they said to me, "You can't just start the story like that. You have to give us some background."I wrote three pages of my background and came to the writing group again.I read my new pages with the condensed and compressed story of my life, hoping that now I would be done with the background and will be able to concentrate and continue with my love story again........ But it didn't fly....
About the Author: Oxana Eliahu was born in Russia, in Leningrad - now Saint Petersburg. Her parents were totally secular. No one ever talked to her about God; her only knowledge of Him came from books or pictures that she had seen in museums. From these Oxana had learned that in previous generations there were very narrow-minded people, who had never studied about evolution and had never read any books apart from the Bible, so they believed that there was a God. In communist Russia Oxana was taught that civilization has advanced beyond such foolishness. Oxana lived in different countries where God spoke to her in a very personal unique way, through His true believers and a prophetic dream. But she was very stubborn, and still didn't want to believe. She was quite a sinner, discontent and restless inside, she went back and forth between God and the world for a long time. Even when she finally wanted to be godly, yet she still wasn't ready to give all aspects of her life to Adonai. After fighting and hesitating about Yeshua (Jesus) for more than six years, she finally accepted Him and realized that He is the Light of the World, the Bread of Life, and the Only Way! Oxana said, "I knew that I had received the fire of God directly into my heart, and since that moment it is still burning within me. I am a changed person, a new creation, and it is nothing about me, but it is all about my amazing Adonai" God brought Oxana from being an atheist in Communistic Russia, and being hateful to her own Jewishness and her country Israel to complete surrendering to Him and His will, and this was an incredible journey with wonders and miracles, that Oxana is sharing in her book. Oxana is a gifted and talented singer, songwriter, composer and producer of many music albums of praise and worship. Oxana originally penned all her songs in Hebrew, but has translated her beautiful melodies into English, Russian, and Spanish. Oxana's songs are becoming more and more popular all over the world and are also broadcast on many radio stations in the USA, Israel, Russia, and in other countries. Oxana and her husband travel all over the United States, Canada, and Israel, sharing her story and singing her beautiful songs in different languages.