Passover
has to be my favorite holiday of the year. Yes, I must admit
that by day 5 or 6, I’m really sick of matzah and I am
craving chametz, but aside from that, I think the festival
of Pesach is fabulous and the Seder is one of the most
beloved Jewish customs of all time. Ask almost anyone who grew
up Jewish and they can recount for you some of their fondest (or
funniest) memories that took place at a Passover Seder.
First of all,
it’s one of the few occasions on the Jewish calendar where the
observance of the festival is done almost completely at home.
It is a special thrill for me to enjoy a Jewish holiday around
the dining room table with my family, and not have to feel the
stress of rushing off to temple to lead services!
Second of
all, it celebrates the blessing of freedom, an ideal that rings
just a true today as it did in biblical times. While spring and
rebirth and unleavened bread are themes that run all through the
haggadah, the true meaning of the holiday is freedom
and redemption, and our Seder gives us the opportunity
to turn the events of our ancestors into a living experience for
us.
But perhaps
most importantly, Passover allows us to add our own family rituals
into an ancient custom and create Seders that reflect who
we are and what is important to us, while still remaining true
to the meaning of the holiday. One could attend a Seder almost
anywhere and recognize the four questions, the four cups of wine,
the symbols on the Seder plate and the matzah in the middle
of the table; and yet one family’s Seder might focus on
human rights or animal rights; another might tie the readings
in the haggadah to what’s happening on the political scene,
either here or in Israel: another might re-enact the story with
puppets of props; and still another could focus on women’s issues.
No matter what the style of the Seder, the themes of freedom
and redemption are front and center as each family adds to that
story with their own personal experiences.
One of my
beloved professors, Dr. Eugene Borowitz,
wrote: “The real test of the evening’s festivity, I suggest,
lies less in being able to add to its pleasures than in overcoming
its difficulties. What bothers you the most – long Hebrew passages?
Dry political interpolations about true freedom? Relatives
who repeat the same tiresome stories? Matzah
balls that come out too soft or too hard? People who can’t
stay on tune or don’t like your favorite? They, too, are part
of Jewish celebrating. Consider them, if you can, a challenge
to your Jewish spirit and see if on this holiday, you can find
a way to sanctify what annoys you.
My model in
all this is the great unwritten but perennially observed folk
rite of the Seder: knocking over a glass of wine (perhaps
breaking a beautiful crystal goblet in the process). Rarely does
a tablecloth go unscathed through a Seder at our house
– and we are lucky if our haggadot
and clothing escape the miniature deluge. I have long since given
up the possibility that we could make this the Seder’s equivalent
of breaking a glass at a wedding; could we, then, work out ways
of making it unlikely that wine would ever be spilled? Probably
we could, but why bother? A little spilling and a stain or two
are hardly enough to dampen our joy at not being slaves. And
by now, we have gotten so used to them, that we consider them
a part of the festivities. This, too, helps constitute that wonderful
web which Judaism teaches us to weave, in order to integrate the
ordinary and the metaphysical. Not every spill can become a part
of our rejoicing; but knowing which ones are worth our seriousness
is part of what each Seder and Judaism, as a whole, wish
to teach us. May you celebrate in high, human, holy joy.”
L’shalom,
Cantor
Jodi Schechtman