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Passover Provision





There are many reasons I love Passover.  Here are some:

The Matzo reminds me of Jesus:
“He was being pierced for our transgression; He was being crushed for our errors. . . . Because of his wounds there has been a healing for us.”— Isaiah 53:5



Passover recalls the bondage of slavery our ancestors experienced and God delivered them.  He delivers us from the bondage of slavery sin causes today and drives out our enemies.

 “If you listen to these regulations and faithfully obey them, the Lord your God will keep his covenant of unfailing love with you, as he promised with an oath to your ancestors. He will love you and bless you, and he will give you many children. He will give fertility to your land and your animals. When you arrive in the land he swore to give your ancestors, you will have large harvests of grain, new wine, and olive oil, and great herds of cattle, sheep, and goats. You will be blessed above all the nations of the earth. None of your men or women will be childless, and all your livestock will bear young. And the Lord will protect you from all sickness. He will not let you suffer from the terrible diseases you knew in Egypt, but he will inflict them on all your enemies!  Deu. 7:12-15

“You must destroy all the nations the Lord your God hands over to you. Show them no mercy, and do not worship their gods, or they will trap you. Perhaps you will think to yourselves, ‘How can we ever conquer these nations that are so much more powerful than we are?’ But don’t be afraid of them! Just remember what the Lord your God did to Pharaoh and to all the land of Egypt. Remember the great terrors the Lord your God sent against them. You saw it all with your own eyes! And remember the miraculous signs and wonders, and the strong hand and powerful arm with which he brought you out of Egypt. The Lord your God will use this same power against all the people you fear. And then the Lord your God will send terror to drive out the few survivors still hiding from you!  Deu 7:16-20
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Passover reminds me of spring.  On the Passover Seder plate lies a roasted Egg, or Beitzah in Hebrew. The egg symbolizes many different things.

1) The roundness of the egg resembles the earth and life which constantly is moving in a circle.

2) Life - We are all born from an egg.

3) An egg is the traditional food for mourners and was brought to Jerusalem after the destruction of the temple.

4) The egg symbolizes the spring time since Passover is celebrated during the season of spring.

Shalom!

Comments

  1. DeniseMarch 27, 2013 at 3:30 PM

    Blessings and love sweet friend.

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  2. DeeMarch 27, 2013 at 4:50 PM

    A perfect Easter posting....\0/

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  3. Mevely317March 27, 2013 at 7:23 PM

    I'm so taken with these symbols of the egg, Mary!
    Wishing you and your family a most blessed Easter!

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  4. SharonMarch 27, 2013 at 10:07 PM

    God bless you and your family. May you all have a wonderful Easter, full of resurrection JOY!

    GOD BLESS!

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  5. AnonymousMarch 28, 2013 at 4:15 AM

    Thank you for sharing, Mary. I pray your Easter celebration of our risen Savior will be a very special time for you and your family. xo

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  6. NancyMarch 28, 2013 at 7:36 AM

    Beautiful post for this important time of the year...

    I hope your Easter is full of blessings.....

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  7. DeborahMarch 28, 2013 at 9:32 AM

    Beautiful!
    Easter blessings to you Mary!
    Its spring!!!!

    Hugs and smi;)es

    All my heart,
    Deborah xoxoox

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