On Sunday we went to a Bris, the Jewish ceremony for a baby boy's circumcision. It was a beautiful ceremony full of tradition, heritage, family and friends. One of my favorite things about Judaism is the traditions. I find them fascinating and incredibly inspiring.
One of the great things about being raised in a place like LA is all the different people who fill up your life and your heart.
CM was raised Lutheran and went to a Lutheran elementary school. But, before that, he went to a Jewish preschool (his mom worked there and still does!) The Boy also attended the same preschool for a few months 2 years ago. They both knew 2 of the Hebrew prayers said on Sunday.... amazing.
I was raised Catholic. My Godfather is LDS and my oldest and best friend... Jewish. Right now, our family is looking for it's place in the religious world. We are firmly grounded spiritually, but I'd like The Boy to grow up with a religious identity of some kind. But, that's another post for another time.
God and I speak daily, and he is leading the way. I have complete faith that I will end up exactly where I'm supposed to be.
Having said all that, what I really want to talk about is Shirley Temples... as in the ginger ale & grenadine drink that made you feel all fancy as a child.
On Sunday, The Boy and I had Shirley Temples. We toasted "Mazel Tov" and while everyone else drank their wine, we got all hopped up on that bubbly, red elixir. They were so good. I felt like I was 7 years old and totally fancy. I think I even had my pinky out....for all 3.
I have such fond memories of Shirley Temples.. my sis and I always ordered them when we were out someplace nice. Made us feel super grown up and very sophisticated. I think it's the color. If I could name a crayon, it would be Shirley Temple Red. Or maybe a lipstick. Or nail polish.
I love it when simple things make me giddy. Don't you?
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Shirley Temple Red.... you are definitely on to something. Hmmm...
Hey!--I see an actual PICTURE of you and Candy Man down there!--I'm off to take a look!
And I just had to throw in, I searched for YEARS to find a religion that fit me. It's worth the search :).
I used to get a Roy Rogers instead. It made me think I had on boots, spurs, a 10 gallon hat and my trusty lasso at my side. You could almost taste the dust from riding the open Prairie.
All this imagery was very strong, even if I was really wearing short pants and Buster Browns at my Aunt's garden wedding.
I guess it should go on my list of things to do.
BTW, I will pray that you will find the best place to worship for your family. I have no doubt that as you stay in contact with God, He will lead you exactly where you need to be.
Shirley Temple sounds like an OPI name :) If it isn't already, you could be on to something!
Shirley temples are the world's best drink. I think that I since I am off the sauce for a few more months, that is going to be my drink of choice. How much fun? Did you call them roy rogers for boys?
Mine would have one of those plastic monkeys, or flamingos, hanging off the side.
Oh... this thought just makes me happy!
I still don't like to eat a maraschino cherry...and I can't twist the stem into a knot.
I know there is a jew joke in their somewhere....
Still do! Especially fun to share them with the kids.
Nice post. I was raised Anglican and have had a few problems, deciding where I'm comfortable at, church wise, here in the US.
Relationship over religion any day. He does lead the way when we seek him.