I have just come away from hosting my first seder. I am glad that I did it, but it was made harder because it was the day after my birthday and my wife had an accident in the Land Rover. She is fine, but the car was dragged by a seventeen-year-old sideways in a parking lot. A tow truck had to tear the two cars apart and the car was taken to a place where it will sit until it is fixed.
Although I didn’t read a psalm, I read some scripture as I was preparing for my Jewish-Christian cross-over. It always puts things in perspective to look at God working with the people of Israel. My wife was unhurt and that is a blessing. My foster son was not in the car, and that was a blessing. The people at the Passover Seder had a good time, and that was a blessing.