My husband wrote the following for our family regarding the Sedar: In the picture below are Ellie, Deb (standing behind Ellie), George, Jim (my husband) , me, Julie (standing behind me), Christopher, Katherine, Edward.
Last night we attended the Passover Seder at Living Word Chapel. About 100 people
attended the 6-10 PM supper. The kids may look happy in this picture but when I told
them we were going to the Seder they asked me why? I told them, “Tradition!”
They then said that we had only gone to one other Seder and how could this be a tradition?
This younger generation has a smart answer for everything!
I’ve been to other Seders. The food at these were nothing to write home about. But the LWC knows how to do good Seder food. We had turkey, string beans, carrots, and fantastic baked potatoes. There was also the usual Seder stuff, horns, readings, matzos, bitter herbs, etc.
But then there was singing and there was Rabbi Michael and his wife. They spoke, telling a glorious story that melds the story of the original Passover, with the symbols of the Seder meal, and passion of Christ. This took about an hour.
I particularly liked how the Rabbi described how at the Passover the family took a lamb
(“without spot or blemish”) and taking an absorbent hyssop plant struck the lamb’s
blood againt the mantle, and then both vertical doorway supports, in such a way that the
blood of the innocent lamb would have splattered on the entire family. The pattern of
striking the various parts of the doorway would have followed the pattern of the sign of the cross.
Another story concerned the removal of the last traces of levening from the family’s house.
The feather used to sweep the yeast representing the Holy Spirit, the wood spoon representing the cross; the yeast representing sin, and the destruction by fire the destruction of sin on the altar of sacrifice (Jesus).
And of course, the same bitter herbs we were eating would have been the same bitter herbs that Jesus would have dipped in with his betrayer.
At this Seder I asked Christopher to be the “Papa” for the table, with Katherine being the “child.” Next year it will be Edward’s turn to be the “Papa.” Tradition!
[first lines of the play]
Tevye: A fiddler on the roof. Sounds crazy, no? But here, in our little village of Anatevka,
you might say every one of us is a fiddler on the roof trying to scratch out a pleasant,
simple tune without breaking his neck. It isn’t easy. You may ask ‘Why do we stay up there if it’s so dangerous?’ Well, we stay because Anatevka is our home. And how do we keep our balance? That I can tell you in one word: tradition!
If you are in the neighborhood next year please feel free to join us.
Jim
Comments (11)
You know being a single parent, when ever I get a chance to eat someone else’s cooking I am there. Also, I get hungry just reading your dinner list. Oh well, guess I will take the boys to Chinesse tonight.
RYC: I think when we have something, especially if it’s something we can only feel, our intellectual side cannot always come to grip with it. We strive to disprove our feelings, discount the things that cannot have a scientific label or rather are scientifically tangible. It is scarry for us all, even among believers, to have true faith, when it comes to crunch time. Better to disprove or dismiss than to conceed to the unknown.
Of course the irony to all this is that even a professor of Atheism will go blindly into love. It is just the realization that it is the same feeling but with our father that they do not get. But the rub is the good old free will quote from him.
Believe What You Want
I Believe In You
Enjoy your Easter. XO, justmarty
Thank you for the pictures! Such history and meaning, it all points to Christ. God bless you on Easter. Gerrie
Thanks for stopping in. Don’t worry about the “tradition”. Do it every year and it will be tradition : ) My wife always tells the kids that we are starting a new tradition.
Sounds like your family had a wonderful time…. I haven’t been to a Sedar in probably 10 years. The church I used to attend had them, but the church we are in now has not since we have been there. I was blessed to attend a couple after I had been saved, because they are so rich in meaning to the child of God. Have a great Easter day celebration Heather! He Lives and because He does, so do we!!!! ~Sherry
What a wonderful tradition. Fiddler…brings back memories…I was the eldest daughter in the HS play LOL….Have a Blessed weekend
If the kids are half as smart as mom, they’ll surely get in!
Pictures are always so much fun.
What an outstanding looking group of people!! Neat…sounds like you had an awesome time.
Mike
I like this letter.
sounds like a wonderful time!
† May you have a blessed weekend!
So glad to see the real you . .. and the Sedar info was great. I missed ours this year. Tradition will have to wait. Have a blessed Easter and the week after. . . till He comes.