The Passover Seder
Years ago, my first most serious boyfriend was Jewish, and this meant more in his family than in some. His mother's father had been Chief Rabbi in Palestine before the State of Israel was created, and he, being no Zionist, but believing God in his own good time will establish the new Israel, emigrated to the United States. I had the honor of sharing in several seders, though I was not Jewish. Reading Mal's blog today, I am reminded of how it was on those occasions. The ritual gathering and meal... Sign in to see full entry.