Passover meditation

Shetland soaking up some late March sunshine

the view from my window

My dad was Jewish, my mom was Catholic, I was raised in a Protestant church.

We weren’t orthodox-anything in my household, growing up, and I would say that holds true today.

Yesterday, March 26, the Supreme Court took up a legal challenge to California’s ban on gay marriage, Proposition 8, from 2008.  The court is considering whether the U.S. Constitution’s 14th Amendment, which requires states to guarantee equal protection of the laws to all, applies to marriage laws and, therefore, requires states to allow same-sex couples to marry.

Raised by parents of different faiths, human rights’ issues place strongly in my moral upbringing.  Having children in their late teens and twenties that are exposed to greater diversity than my own college experience has also educated me in my later years.  Studying prejudices over history from Cyrus the Great in 580 B.C. to the Civil Union debate in Montpelier, VT in 2000 has shown me how much I can continue to learn how to be a better person, a better citizen.  I lean toward how we can craft a beautiful future for society vs an uglier path.

For me, I believe that God is love, therefore I believe in humankind being made in his/her image and therefore, we are all love.

This is the week of the observance of Passover by the Jewish faith community.  Nostalgically, of course, I think of food:  Matzoh ball soup, Matzoh Brei, Manischewitz grape juice… things my dad used to serve us when we were younger.

Strong roots and good wings in character goes beyond gefilte fish, though.  Kindness, integrity, patience, support…

We are still telling the Passover story of freedom, from oppression to opportunity, 3,000 years later.

Shalom

 

This Post Has 6 Comments

    1. Thanks, Cathy! So grateful to you for your kind “visits” to the farm. Looking forward to getting together as soon as Lizzie feels better!

  1. Wonderful written, yes, there is no single truth, no single “best” way of life ! Happy Pass over all over !

  2. Sorry it has taken me so long to respond to this post. No excuse. It made me think of both the black and the white of our human nature. We are certainly capable of doing good … it is our dark side that I wonder about. I do not pretend that the bad in us is aberrant … it cannot be … it is as much a part of our nature as is the good … which is disturbing. Your post however is a call to doing the right thing in the face of that dark side. Count me in. D PS: The size of some of those ewes would suggest that you’ll be having lambs soon. You’re all sheared! Lucky!

    1. Hi D – no apologies necessary. It is a busy life/blog-life you lead and it is nice if you stop by, but don’t feel obligated to leave a word. It’s always a treat to have a comment from you and yours, though.
      I don’t have the strength to face the dark side so for me, it is a matter of managing resources. I’m no ostrich, I just recognize how I will best produce and contribute to my time on this earth.
      I’m super involved in our community and I think that is another source of fuel for keeping a brighter perspective. I retell stories all day long to my family about this person or that person. I really appreciate small things. Most people enjoy the optimism but I know it’s not everyone’s style. True that we have potential for darkness, but more importantly, we have the freedom of choice. Sadly there are exceptions to everything.
      Sorry to go on long.
      I’m so excited for lambs! Shearing’s all done – I photographed and catalogued and listed the fleeces, even sold one already! (To a lady in Vancouver – wow, shipping is ridiculous!) I have a couple of fleeces earmarked for Joanna, I’m still thinking on that, to spin/weave for me someday…

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