A Saturday Morning Sabbath Service-
A suggested activity for week 7 of Tapestry of Grace Year I is to visit a local synagogue to attend a Shabbat service. We all looked forward to it, but finally decided to visit a Messianic congregation instead. We had been talking of going for years- and the perfect opportunity presented itself right there.
It turned out to be much more than a homeschool activity. I got reconnected with someone I used to work with, and it was a joyous (and perfect) time to see each other again! It was very comforting to see a familiar face there. Also to my surprise, the children not only survived the three hour service, but each had their stories to tell! They enjoyed worshiping with the congregation. God’s presence was strong in that place.
After more hellos and hand shakes, we walked away knowing that we would be back. Soon.
Celebrating the Shabbat at Home-
Between vacations and various interruptions, it took us almost twelve weeks to finish a nine week unit. Instead of taking a Tapestry of Grace week-long break and doing a unit celebration, we are jumping right into Unit 2 this week; but we did not walk away with no celebration at all. We opted to focus on one that we would do over and over again: the Shabbat.
This old tea tin can served as the tzedakah box and the children took turns to drop their offerings before the shabbat candles were lit. The white tablecloth has been set aside for Shabbat use only. We had to start way before sundown in order for Ron to be able to join us.
A cloth napkin did a fine job of covering the breads, but one day, I would love to have a special challah cover.
The double portion of challah was uncovered and the candles lit. Traditionally, you would only need two candles, but we opted for three, in accordance with the number of our children. I waved my hands over the candles, and with eyes covered, I recited the special blessing. Ron blessed the wine, and the kiddush cup was passed.
Zurielle did not want to drink, for her last experience with a wine cup was not very pleasant. We couldn’t convince her that it wasn’t real wine, so we just passed the cup on to Lyrica. But when she noticed that her little sister was gulping away, as you can see, she decided she’d have the last sip.
And yes, it was that good!
Ron then blessed the bread. It was heartwarming as we spoke blessings over the children, and shared a special meal. There is indeed beauty and art behind the rest, and as the two-year old kept saying that whole Friday afternoon: