I lost track of Avi Terry, a wonderful African-American wrestling mate in college who was raised in Newark and whose mother had a burning bush vision that guided her toward the God of the Jews, or so I recall. Needless to say when I first met Avi I had exotic visions of him being from one of the 10 Lost Tribes. You could read the cognitive dissonance on the face of congregants in my hometown when I invited Avi home for a weekend, and it warmed my heart to read of the comfort level he found on Old Broadway.
African-American rolls off the tongue these days, as does Judeo-Christian, but what about Judeo-Nigerian? I plead ignorance to history here, and to what has been cast as an Afro-Judaic Odyssey of the Igbo Jews of Nigeria. It appears to be a miracle of the Internet, of sorts. Theologic teleologists might posit this as one of the reasons why God facilitated creation of the Internet.
Their story of re-emergence is fascinating.