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the_phoenix
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One year I attended a Passover meal at the household of a Jewish friend. Before going, I asked permission from a priest that I had gone to Confession to and trusted. He told me that it would be all right for me to go.
Actually, it was a bit of a letdown once I actually got there. The hostess informed me that the bread was leavened rather than unleavened like you were supposed to have and tried to assure me that “God wouldn’t care” … and then to top it all off, grace was not said before the meal. Not a single word of Jewish history or prayer. It ended up being more of a social or cultural get together. The food was good at any rate.
Now here’s the ironic part.
I then invited my Jewish friend to my house for dinner. We sat down to eat and as I took the first bite, this friend asked me, “Aren’t you forgetting to say grace?”

At least I learned a lesson in humility!
:getholy:
Actually, it was a bit of a letdown once I actually got there. The hostess informed me that the bread was leavened rather than unleavened like you were supposed to have and tried to assure me that “God wouldn’t care” … and then to top it all off, grace was not said before the meal. Not a single word of Jewish history or prayer. It ended up being more of a social or cultural get together. The food was good at any rate.
Now here’s the ironic part.
I then invited my Jewish friend to my house for dinner. We sat down to eat and as I took the first bite, this friend asked me, “Aren’t you forgetting to say grace?”
At least I learned a lesson in humility!
:getholy: