Growing up, I met a sweet young girl named Sara my fifth grade year. She and I became fast friends. Our neighborhoods were next to one another, and our families were friends as well. Friday nights were spent alternating houses…she spent the night with me one week, and vice versa the next. We grew to know one another’s siblings, parents, and even our faith stories.
Sara and her family were Jewish. My family was Methodist (protestant Christians). We shared special holidays with one another, and the traditions were explained to us. She attended my church activities from time to time and I went to temple with her as well. It was a special learning opportunity for me. Even today, I know much more about our Hebrew roots that are shared in our Christian faith (Old Testament stories) than some of my peers.
My peers of today are mostly Christian or atheists. It is interesting for me to reflect on my growing up years, and I hope to teach our children that there are so many different religions and family beliefs. Each family and then each adult has to choose their path of spirituality and what they believe in. This week is Passover (saw it on our son’s calendar last night). I remember sharing in Passover Seder at my friend’s house back many year’s ago. I especially liked the potato latkes!
In the first month, on the fourteenth day of the month between the two evenings is the LORD’s Passover. And on the fifteenth day of the same month is the feast of unleavened bread unto the LORD; seven days ye shall eat unleavened bread. In the first day ye shall have a holy convocation; ye shall do no manner of servile work. And ye shall bring an offering made by fire unto the LORD seven days; in the seventh day is a holy convocation; ye shall do no manner of servile work. (Leviticus 23:5)
How does your family celebrate holidays of Passover? Easter? Do you share your faith with others? Your kids? Their friends? This Saturday our son will receive his first communion in the Episcopal church. We invited our neighbor to come. Their family does not attend church. The father did go as a child, but the mother does not believe in God or Christ. She grew up in Cuba where Christianity is frowned upon. Their 5 year old daughter has never been to church. Praying that as we join in feasts of blessing…we feast on love.