Two nights ago, I did what thousands of people all over Israel were doing at the very same time: I attended a Passover Seder meal. Its very name means “order,” and it is indeed a scripted-out pageant of a dinner, full of feasting, singing, and stories.
The Biblical essentials for this meal are simple: sacrificing a lamb, eating unusual food that’s designed to get the kids asking questions, and telling: telling the story of redemption as if it were your own.
I can’t help thinking what an appropriate activity this is for the days leading up to Good Friday and to Resurrection Day itself. Since the Lamb of God has given me a redemption story all my own, I want to tell it!
God has endless ways of winning our hearts, and I’m fascinated by them all… I’ve listened to stories in parks, and in the parking lot after church. I’ve elicited stories at my kitchen table, and requested them over email from faraway friends.
Read the entire article at Boundless. Then, please, come back and tell me your story. I’d love to hear it.
Elisabeth Adams 