A number of us gathered Monday evening as the sun was setting to celebrate Passover, as best we could.
I was not able, the day before, to sweep the area for Chametz, for example. We also only had a token piece of charred lamb bone for the table, as well.
But we lighted the candles, sang the blessing over the four cups and the matzoh, heated up our Kosher-for-Passover MRE-type entrees, prayed the rest of the prayers, and celebrated delivery from slavery and oppression.
"Let all who are hungry come and eat."
Next year, Jerusalem.
Blessings and peace to one and all,
Fr. Tim, SJ