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Pesach

April 22, 2008

Well, I have had a wonderful last week and a half.   We cleaned our little house from topamus to bottomus and vacuumed every crevice we could reach.   Why would we do such a crazy thing?

Getting the leaven out!

Interesting object lesson.    You can talk til you are blue in the face about searching in the dark corners of your soul but there is no darkness like 12:30am and your face is 4″ from the back of the couch and you are sucking out crumbs from who knows how long ago.  That’ll get you thinking about heart issues if nothing else will.

It will also cause you to say some terrible things about your own ability to clean house well.   At least that is what it did for me!

And then the weekend came.  With snow and blizzards on the mountains and if you’ve been to Bane’s you know what the weather was over the weekend.

The family who was going to come and share Passover with us declined to drive TWICE in one weekend over the hazardous pass.   We were sad.  The boys had some moments of wailing although the gnashing of teeth was kept to a minimum.

We had a couple of options for Pesach I on Saturday night but in the end we decided to stay home.

I cooked like a fiend, in a Shabbat observant and very restful way, and decorated with all my stashed table linens, the antique middle eastern dishes and every candle in the house was pressed into service.

There was matzoh ball soup,  charoset *apple salad*,  kugel *apple side dish* and matzoh *bread w/o leaven*.  Rotisserie rosemary marinated tri-tip,  almond wild rice pilaf and steamed asparagus.   There was grape juice and a light sparkling red wine.   We made maror *horseradish*, which apparently is nuetralized by the addition of apple cider vineger.  Who knew?

There was much laughter,  a deep and meaningful moment about kindness and love,  lots of wine,  and the sweetest time of fellowship I’ve had with my family in quite some time.

We sang songs, read the word, fellowshipped,  glorified Yeshua and hugged each other.

We ended up, after dinner,  with the boys and myself all snuggled up next to the Mr. while he read the concluding parts of the haggadah *the telling* to us and we concluded with shouted out requests for songs. One verse of Amazing Grace turned into 2 verses and we ended with a holy hush.

Next year in Jerusalem, eh?

Then the following night we celebrated with a family who had never observed Passover before and it was a riot!   Where I had candles?   They had confetti.

Could we be more blessed?

I can’t imagine.

  • ‘Amazing Grace’ – that grand old hymn. I can’t hear that without a shiver going up my spine, an awe of His grace, and a tear or two coming to to my eyes.

  • Wish I coulda been there! I really need to find other Messianic leaning believers. For a multitude of reasons, but holidays is a big one.

  • Erik, well! Next year you should be in Bend! You and little Bear would be welcome to share our seder table. It adds so much meaning to share the holidays with “family”.

  • Thank you for this post Heidi. Combine this with a number of discussions I’ve been in lately and another thought finally clicked on “leaven” in a believer’s life and what it has meant to partake “worthily” of the Passover meal (or in Baptist circles – communion). I’m hoping to combine those thoughts into a post soon but wanted to thank you for making it click for me. 🙂

  • I may well be up that way next year. Closer than here anyways. We will see I guess.

  • I may well be up that way next year. Closer than here anyways. We will see I guess.

  • Lovely, I’m so glad you had such a special time. Great lesson on the leaven!

  • Lovely, I’m so glad you had such a special time. Great lesson on the leaven!

  • Serena

    We didn’t have a snowed-in seder and our guests were able to make it so that we had 16 around the tables and 2 babies to make 18 of us. Two had never been to a seder before so that really helped make it special. We had a lot of fun as I had found information to make it more “child-friendly” (isn’t that what it is about anyway?) and had stuff for the 10 plagues plus crayons and Haggadah coloring pages I had printed from online.

    It was nice that I did not have to do all the cooking, though I did the brisket, charoset, horseradish (did it with beet and it was so pretty), huevos hamanidos (browned eggs cooked slowly in the crockpot and so delicious), parsleyed potatoes, and peas and leeks. Joelle helped me with the cooking and getting ready. Friends brought the matzo ball soup, salads and dessert. We had been invited to 2 different friends’ seders and decided to do our own to avoid having to choose and also because more places were needed to host a seder. I’m glad we did. It had been a while since we had one like this in our home and I love doing it.

    I have to say our best family only seder was 3 years ago when Rick was working until 11pm that night and we decided to do it like in Exodus and we ate with our sandals on and staff in our hands and I made a more simple meal. We had the children tell us the story that year and were delighted that between the 3 of them they got all the high points of the story and many of the finer points.

    I have to say that Pesach is my favorite of the feasts and my second favorite is Succoth. We are already planning for a community wide camping trip for that week, but it will be chilly that time of year here in Tennessee. I’m sure it is downright cold there where you live. We are going to get some extra warm sleeping bags since there won’t be electricity to run a heater where we are planning it.

    I’m so glad you shared about your wonderful Pesach celebrations.

    Love and shalom,
    Serena

  • Serena

    We didn’t have a snowed-in seder and our guests were able to make it so that we had 16 around the tables and 2 babies to make 18 of us. Two had never been to a seder before so that really helped make it special. We had a lot of fun as I had found information to make it more “child-friendly” (isn’t that what it is about anyway?) and had stuff for the 10 plagues plus crayons and Haggadah coloring pages I had printed from online.

    It was nice that I did not have to do all the cooking, though I did the brisket, charoset, horseradish (did it with beet and it was so pretty), huevos hamanidos (browned eggs cooked slowly in the crockpot and so delicious), parsleyed potatoes, and peas and leeks. Joelle helped me with the cooking and getting ready. Friends brought the matzo ball soup, salads and dessert. We had been invited to 2 different friends’ seders and decided to do our own to avoid having to choose and also because more places were needed to host a seder. I’m glad we did. It had been a while since we had one like this in our home and I love doing it.

    I have to say our best family only seder was 3 years ago when Rick was working until 11pm that night and we decided to do it like in Exodus and we ate with our sandals on and staff in our hands and I made a more simple meal. We had the children tell us the story that year and were delighted that between the 3 of them they got all the high points of the story and many of the finer points.

    I have to say that Pesach is my favorite of the feasts and my second favorite is Succoth. We are already planning for a community wide camping trip for that week, but it will be chilly that time of year here in Tennessee. I’m sure it is downright cold there where you live. We are going to get some extra warm sleeping bags since there won’t be electricity to run a heater where we are planning it.

    I’m so glad you shared about your wonderful Pesach celebrations.

    Love and shalom,
    Serena

  • Serena,

    Thanks for commenting. How lovely your evening sounded. I’m a big fan of the home seder.

    Btw, could you email me at pebblechasing@gmail.com?

    Blessings to you and your family!

Family Business | Happy Thoughts

Pesach

Well, I have had a wonderful last week and a half.   We cleaned our little house from topamus to bottomus and vacuumed every crevice we could reach.   Why would we do such a crazy thing?

Getting the leaven out!

Interesting object lesson.    You can talk til you are blue in the face about searching in the dark corners of your soul but there is no darkness like 12:30am and your face is 4″ from the back of the couch and you are sucking out crumbs from who knows how long ago.  That’ll get you thinking about heart issues if nothing else will.

It will also cause you to say some terrible things about your own ability to clean house well.   At least that is what it did for me!

And then the weekend came.  With snow and blizzards on the mountains and if you’ve been to Bane’s you know what the weather was over the weekend.

The family who was going to come and share Passover with us declined to drive TWICE in one weekend over the hazardous pass.   We were sad.  The boys had some moments of wailing although the gnashing of teeth was kept to a minimum.

We had a couple of options for Pesach I on Saturday night but in the end we decided to stay home.

I cooked like a fiend, in a Shabbat observant and very restful way, and decorated with all my stashed table linens, the antique middle eastern dishes and every candle in the house was pressed into service.

There was matzoh ball soup,  charoset *apple salad*,  kugel *apple side dish* and matzoh *bread w/o leaven*.  Rotisserie rosemary marinated tri-tip,  almond wild rice pilaf and steamed asparagus.   There was grape juice and a light sparkling red wine.   We made maror *horseradish*, which apparently is nuetralized by the addition of apple cider vineger.  Who knew?

There was much laughter,  a deep and meaningful moment about kindness and love,  lots of wine,  and the sweetest time of fellowship I’ve had with my family in quite some time.

We sang songs, read the word, fellowshipped,  glorified Yeshua and hugged each other.

We ended up, after dinner,  with the boys and myself all snuggled up next to the Mr. while he read the concluding parts of the haggadah *the telling* to us and we concluded with shouted out requests for songs. One verse of Amazing Grace turned into 2 verses and we ended with a holy hush.

Next year in Jerusalem, eh?

Then the following night we celebrated with a family who had never observed Passover before and it was a riot!   Where I had candles?   They had confetti.

Could we be more blessed?

I can’t imagine.