It was another lovely celebration of the festival of lights with our family. This year along with Ben, Theo, David and Jenny, we enjoyed the company of some of David's family. The kids played games, we ate (too much, but the latkes Jenny made were so darned yummy!), shared stories of travels, our lives in the Bay Area and funny tales of our kids. It was a relaxing, satisfying evening, where memories were made.
Thinking about the menorah and the reason for this holiday, I tried to bring it's context to modern times. This year, I think of the hard times we have had in our family (death, illness, family) and I think of the constant light of the Creator/the Universe, which is always present. Both externally and internally. That light which seems at times appears dim or even extinct is, in actuality, always present. The Jews all those centuries ago, they thought there would be no oil for the candle in the temple. But, as the story is told, the candle burned not one night but many. A reminder that the Creator provides., Always.
This year, one that was filled with more sadness, worry and stress than usual, serves to remind us that no matter what, the light of Creation lives within us and we always cared for. Just as our ancestors were all those years ago.
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