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Close to Nowhere By Linda Jones Presbyterian seder supper  | Gathering of “rabbounis” (teachers)
From
left, Rev. Bruce McMillan (Episcopal), Rev. Don Wilson, Rev. Milton
Winter (both Presbyterian) and Rabbi Katie Bauman (Jewish). |
Last
Wednesday evening, my friend Jane and I were privileged to be among the
non-Presbyterian/Episcopal guests at a seder supper, presided over by a
real “rabbouni,” (teacher) Rabbi Katie Bauman of Temple Israel in
Memphis, Tenn. Milton Winter graciously invited
us to share the seder meal with the two congregations. I’d mentioned to
Milton before that we’d had several seders at our Methodist church and
how wonderful they were. At our church, the seder
meal was greatly simplified, mostly because as Methodists, none of us
were very sure about how “exactly” it was done. I was very pleased to
note that our seders were not too far off base. And the spirit was the
same! “Seder” is the meal at which those of the
Jewish faith remember the Passover and the escape from Egypt. The seder
is a “retelling” of the story and a way of passing history down from
generation to generation, so the story of Passover will never die. Children are a very important part of the seder. At the beginning of the meal, the youngest child present asks four questions – “Why
is this night different? Tonight, why do we eat only matzah? (To
symbolize the hurried exodus from Egypt, when there was no time for the
bread to rise.) “Tonight, why do we eat only the bitter herbs? (Life was bitter, with harsh labor at mortar and bricks.) “Tonight, why do we dip the greens twice (The greens are dipped in salt water for the tears that were shed.) “Tonight,
instead of sitting upright or reclining, why do we all recline?
(Several rabbis were reclining at a seder table and spent an entire
night discussing the Exodus. As the heirs of these teachers, we come
together to discuss the Exodus from Egypt. At every seder table, we
celebrate our inheritance.) Each food that is
eaten at seder is a symbol, representing a part of the story. The wine
partaken of during the meal symbolizes the sweetness. A roasted egg is
placed on the seder plate, a reminder of the festival offerings brought
to the ancient Temple in Jerusalem – the egg also reminds us of the
beginning of all life and reflects our hope for renewal each spring; a
hope that brings us back to the seder table. A
large shank bone (pesach) is placed on the seder plate, to symbolize
the feast and Passover offering in the days of the Temple. The pesach
reminds us that the Holy One passed over the houses of our ancestors.  | | Seder plate, for the Prophet Elijah |
A
seder plate and glass of wine are always prepared and placed at the
head of the table, waiting for the Prophet Elijah to come. Near the end
of the meal, the door is opened and Elijah is invited inside. There
are many such symbols and reminders throughout the seder meal. At the
conclusion, a prayer is offered that all humankind be freed from
violence and from wrong and united in an eternal convenant of mutual
esteem and love, celebrate a universal Passover in the name of God. Perhaps the most moving is the very last sentiment expressed – “Next year in Jerusalem!” As
Rabbi Katie explained – in years past many Jews perhaps dreamed of
visiting Jerusalem. Today, that’s not such an impossible dream, but for
many years, it could only be a dream to most Jews. But
visiting Jerusalem at Passover is only part of “next year in
Jerusalem!” Jerusalem, in this sense, is the end of our spiritual path
and the place where everyone will meet God. Before
Rabbi Katie told the story of “next year in Jerusalem,” as she invited
us to lift our glasses and toast with her, most of us were perhaps not
as lively as we could have been. After she finished with that part of
the story, Rev. Bruce McMillan, of Christ Episcopal Church, said it for
all of us – “Next year in Jerusalem!” as a resounding toast! (I hope I haven’t mangled too badly the rich traditions and symbolism of seder. Any mistakes are purely mine.) One
of the many “good” things that I experienced at the seder was being
surrounded by friends from this area of all different faiths. Jane, a
former Presbyterian, and I, a former Baptist, sat with Vicki and Walter
Webb, who are both Episcopalians. We saw friends from the Baptist and
Methodist churches in Holly Springs and were introduced to the
coordinator of the seder, Sheryl Bowen, a former Catholic. It
was a lovely, holy evening and one I’ll long remember. And at our
church the following Thursday night, as we observed Maundy Thursday —
celebrating the night Jesus and the disciples observed Passover by
enjoying a seder meal together (the Last Supper) — our pastor, Bro.
Troy Barton, said he would like to begin a tradition of a meal before
the Maundy Thursday service. A very bright light went off in my head – and I promptly offered/asked if I could coordinate a seder supper for us next year. I wonder how Rabbi Katie would feel about visiting a tiny Methodist church, tucked out in the woods? |