Posted on: April 24, 2011
Last night I went to Pesach Seder Part 3. It was a womyn’s Seder at the home of my friends Liz and Erica. I thought I took the cake for the world’s most diverse Seder but I think that Liz and Erica gave me a run for my money. The Seder was awesome and I’ve collected another group of Jewish friends to put into my pocket and have many Shabbat dates for the next few months.
After the meal everyone chatted and talked and Liz asked about my coming to Judaism story. We’ve been to shul for Yom Kippur, I was in her parent’s home and now her home but she never knew how I came to be a Jew-in-Training sharing a second Seder with her. After I told her my story I commented on how as a Christian you never do this. This meaning Seder.
Today is Easter and many Christians are currently still in church learning about Jesus’ resurrection. Many of them will go home and have Easter dinner where they will not talk about Jesus or Christianity. Instead they’ll just eat. After my first Seder I realized that the talking and telling of the story part of my Christian experience was completely omitted outside of a church setting. Christmas dinner, for instance, wasn’t about recalling the story of Mary and Joseph trying to find a place to stay for the night, we talked about sports teams, football, and pass the macaroni and cheese. I’ve never experienced a religious holiday meal where the meal is centered around the religious event. I’m not saying that all Christians experience holidays in this way-by mine did.
I don’t think I’m any better or worse for it, it’s just an interesting comparisson to how I’ve spent th