Our First Passover Seder

A very simple passover seder meal....prepared with the young in mind


{seder plate}
A meal that tells a story....

Not all parts of this story are easy to hear.
 

 (even for little boys who helped with the cake icing.)


It is the story of the Israelites and their deliverance from the bondage of Egypt.

Bitter herbs are tasted, telling of the bitter years the Children of Israel endured.

They were forced to work brutally, making bricks


{bowl of salt water....dip the parsley}
They cried salty tears

{hard boiled egg}
But Pharoh's heart was hard
(even as our hearts are hard before we accept his blood)


{lamb bone}
But God had a plan of deliverance....


{Parsley}
They used hyssop to spread the shed blood of a lamb on their doorposts

{Challah}
Matza!
Major correction....(what a doofus am I) 
Challah is braided and golden and beautiful and soft. 
Matza is flat and brown and poked with holes and crackly.

They were to obey quickly, eating bread without yeast.
Three pieces of unleavened bread - even as the three persons of the Trinity
The bread has stripes and is pierced.
The middle piece is removed - his body broken - and we take and eat


We eat and we drink in rememberance


With thankfulness

We eat the lamb and our very small, simple meal (just roasted lamb and potatoes and grape juice)


"I am come that they might have life, and that they might have life more abundantly".
(John 10:10)


This happened in the midst of all of our imperfections and real life - schedules changed, we weren't planning to have the meal then decided to about an hour and a half in advance.  We had a limited amount of time before other activities schedule for the evening.  Table linens were not ironed.  Grape juice was in the bottle.  Kids came as they were - smudges on faces and all.  We simply talked through the story and enjoyed being together.

Just before our meal,  the sun came brilliantly out after a long day of heavy clouds (in the skies and my heart).  How I needed the reminder of the powerful joy and simplicity of accepting his sacrifice.  And the hardest thing of all for me....Of accepting His acceptance.


But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
Isaiah 53:5

Comments

Carrie said…
I'm sad that I have no pictures of our Seder meal. I learned so much--I'm thankful our pastor took on the responsibility of making sure our church understood a bit of Jesus' culture. I saved a booklet for you; Facebook me your address and I'll mail it to you.
Misty said…
Thank you for sharing. This is something I would like to start with our family...maybe next year! We barely survived through the Resurrection Cookies tonight =)
Misty, I'm strangely glad to hear you barely survived. : ) I've had critical voices in my head this evening, not the kindness of other real moms like you.

Things got a little bonkers here too as the evening progressed (or digressed.) Now all of the little monsters are in bed and I'm re-gathering myself.....trying to muster up the gumption to do what needs doing around here.

Carrie - can't wait to get the booklet. Thanks for thinking of me!!!
Angie Davis said…
Beautiful, Sarah! I would love to do that with our boys another year. I was just feeling a bit overwhelmed this time. Loved seeing your pictures...

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