April 22, 2012

Writing & Song


There are two things that have never failed me as I was growing up and continue on my life journey. Those two things are writing and listening to music.
When I see a blank sheet of paper and a pen or in this case a blank computer screen and a keyboard I get this sense of freedom where the paper and pen is my key to no longer of feeling trapped. I can write anything down and no matter what it maybe good or bad I wouldn’t get judged for it. Somedays I can go for an hour or two and write nonstop. It always amazes me how many things may have bothered me in the past week or how an event at worked changed how I thought on a subject. 
Music is my second if not my first go to when I a having a really off day. In the last month I have been picking a song for the week and I will listen to this particular song when I just get overwhelmed or doubting myself or homesick and nine times out of ten it would bring me back to more of a calming mind compared to before the song started. For this week I picked a song called You Know Where To Find Me by Matthew West. Take a listen with the video below. Until the next go round. Enjoy.
Sticks


April 18, 2012

Pesach with Friends :)


I'm sorry that this blog post is a little tardy! My name is Sarah, the one from Minnesota. I have now officially been in Cincinnati, Ohio for 6 months! I had an amazing experience last Monday, April 9th. It seriously was the best evening of my experience thus far.

 Let me give you some background. I was raised attending Open Circle Church of the Brethren in Burnsville, MN. It was there that my family met, and quickly became friends with, Kim and her husband Howard. Howard, was raised Jewish and both Howard and Kim wanted to share the traditions within the Jewish culture with their children. Every year, since I can remember I have attended a Pesach (Passover) Seder.  Consequently, Passover has become my FAVORITE holiday.

For those of you that are not familiar with this tradition, it is this culturally rich experience to honor the liberation of the Jewish people from Egypt. It is the celebration that Jesus was celebrating, that Christians call The Last Supper. A Seder is a 20 step process that is filled with prayer, food and wine. It is about being intentionally mindful of the suffering that the Jewish people incurred under the oppressive rule, and also taking the time to celebrate the gifts that God has given us. God felt his people suffering and God was there to console and to help end the painful times. The reason that I love this tradition so much is because of how it takes pause for intentional thought. It's not just a rush to get through dinner. It is a history lesson, a biblical lesson, and a time to remind ourselves to be hopeful, grateful, and that liberation is possible.

This year I was having a rough time being away from my family and friends during my favorite holiday. So I called Kim up and asked her if she would help me with ideas for hosting my first Seder. She sent me my very own Haggadah (prayer book) as well as recipes to make the food! I invited my roommates, coworkers, and a couple from church to join in on this incredibly meaningful experience with me. Mary Kay, a wonderful woman from my church, graciously took me to a store that sold the things that I would need. I eagerly purchased the matzo, the parsley, the horseradish, and things to make Matzo Ball Soup and Charoset. 

Fast forward to Monday night, I came home from work and hurried to prepare my Seder meal. People brought dishes and/or wine to share and we shared the kitchen and laughs as we prepared for my favorite night. Then for the next two hours we sat around the kitchen table reading our prayers (in Hebrew I might add) and retelling the story of Pesach. It was an amazing night of fun and community building. It was fun to introduce my coworkers to people from my church, and to have everybody come together to share in something that is so special to me. I want to end by sending out a special thank you to all of those who were involved. A big thanks to Howard and Kim, Mary Kay and Patrick, Jeanne, Ashley, Marc and Sarah Marie. Thank you for letting me share this experience with you. Thank you for attempting to speak Hebrew. Finally, thank you for helping me have a little glimpse of home here in Cincinnati.

--Sarah