Shabbot

We've been trying to celebrate Shabbot (Sabbath) on Saturday evenings. We actually do it about twice a month. If we're gone or Mommy's just too tired to get the challah bread and the chicken soup made (the kids are convinced we have to have chicken noodle soup), then it doesn't happen. When we do get it together, it's a very nice way to prepare our hearts for the Lord's Day. (Jews, including Messianic Jews actually celebrate Shabbot Friday evenings.) We almost always invite guests to join us. This past Saturday, we invited Joel's godparents. Joel took his showing off very seriously. He walked and talked and laughed and generally clowned around to get everyone's approval. When we weren't clapping for Joel's antics, we had enjoyable conversation and fellowship.

Here's a picture of the table before the grape juice was spilled and the general chaos of eating with 5 kids took place. The white napkins on the challah bread represent the manna (Jesus the Bread of Life) that fell on the ground every morning for the Israelites as they wandered the desert. Two loaves represent the double portion they were to pick up the day before the Sabbath.