VICTOR AND PASSOVER

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The smell of roasted chicken, rosemary, and cooked brisket permeated the air. The accompanying mouth-watering sight of sautéed asparagus, melting potatoes, carrot soup, flourless chocolate cake, candied sweet potatoes, and ratatouille ignited the appetites of every person sitting at the table. And sitting second closest to the door was none other than Victor.

Despite the feast lying right in front of them, no one was eating. Instead, every ear was glued to the man of the house telling an all-familiar story. This long-winged retelling of the story was an answer to Victor's usual every-year question, "Why do you people do all this?"

Yes, Victor was given the role of the (temporarily) wicked child. It has become his regular role. He has become quite good at it if he might say. He did tend to wonder why all this had to last so long! His impatience was growing alongside his hunger!

'Surely this could be done quicker.', thought Victor. Almost as though the host heard him, a soft smile appeared on his lips. The words uttered seemed as though they were directed as much at Victor as they were directed at the question of the 'simple child'.

"What is all this? All this is in commemoration of all our God did when He took us out of Egypt where we were slaves. Great was the affliction and suffering of our people, yet God showed up with His mighty hand. In return for all His faithfulness, all He commanded us to do is observe this day each year. To feast before our Abba and remember Him."

With a sheepish look, Victor looked down at the Passover table and decided he could wait just a tad bit longer.

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