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A Very Special Dinner


I just took my round loaf of Hallah bread out of the oven. My brisket of beef is still cooking in the spices and will be ready to eat tonight at sunset when we reflect on our Jewish Roots and celebrate Rosh Hashana! I’m going to post tonight’s dinner on my recipe blog tomorrow.

The evening begins when my husband blows the shofar. Rosh Hasanah is a wonderful holiday to celebrate because the Jewish calendar calls it their New Year. “Shanah Tovah” is the way they greet one another and it means “May you be inscribed for a good year; may God bless you!

In a nutshell, Rosh Hasanah beckons us to pray. We should be giving our very best money gift during this season. We should repent and especially forgive all who have hurt us. We should do good for others and help them. We should watch our words and show God we are serious about following Him.

This is a season of repentance and if I had to offer a counterpart in the New Testament, I would quote Romans 13: 11-13:

Now it is high time to awake out of sleep; for now our salvation is nearer than when we first believed. The night is far spent, the day is at hand. Therefore, let us cast off the works of darkness, and let us put on the armor of light. Let us walk properly, as in the day, not in revelry and drunkenness, not in lewdness and lust, not in strife and envy.

And Ephesians 5: 14-16:
Awake you who sleep. Arise from the dead, and Christ will give you light. See then that you walk circumspectly, not as fools but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil.

“Shanah Tovah” to you, my family and friends! May God bless you in every way abundantly in the coming year.

Comments

  1. Shanah Tovah Mary!

    I love you so much!

    I know tonight will be one of the most special of the year! Celebrate our Lord. Our Jewish roots and Eternal future.

    I know the Lord is so pleased!

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  2. Shanah Tovah dear sis, be sweetly blessed. I love you.

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  3. Beautiful, Mary......My Spirit witnessed with every word in your post here and my heart lept as I thought upon the beautiful sound of the shofar. Oh, what a wonderful God is He!! Thank you for sharing, dear friend!

    Shanah Tovah and Shalom Shalom!

    Love,
    Jackie

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  4. To be reminded about forgiveness and repentance is what I needed today!!! Thank you for sharing with us an important celebration. God bless you sister...

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  5. I couldn't of said it any better than Jackie...how beautiful and to hear your husband sound the shofar...gives me goosebumps filled with immense love for our God.

    Shana Tovah to you my sweet smiling friend!!

    Love you,
    Alleluiabelle

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  6. How wonderful this was to share today. Your history and descriptions just come alive. What a glorious heritage you have! I can just hear the shofar blowing!

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  7. Dear Mary,
    Shanah Tovah! Wishing you a very Happy New Year filled with blessings...

    Thank you so much for your prayers...When I was at the hospital, the only prayer I could even think of from memory was "The Lord is My Shepherd" in Hebrew...the words kept going through my head...

    I know that the only way I have gone through any of this was because all of you were holding me up with your prayers. Thank you, dear friend.
    Love,
    Cindy

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  8. I was so thrilled to read your blog today about the Jewish New Year. Blessings to you and your family! And the video brought a good belly laugh after a hard day!

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  9. Mary,

    Thank you for sharing this special time with us.

    Aww, repentance and forgiveness -- two powerful heart choices to live.

    I can just hear that Shofar blowing...

    Blessings and Shalom to you and your family. Love you dear one.

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