Deja Jew
Went for a brisk walk this morning to clear my head, and had an amazing realization:
Christmas is the one day of the year when America feels like Shabbat in Jerusalem.
Everything's closed. Nobody's driving. It's QUIET.
(Of course, on Shabbat you're probably not using the one day stores are closed to revel in unbridled commercialism at home with loved ones, but still...)
Christmas is the one day of the year when America feels like Shabbat in Jerusalem.
Everything's closed. Nobody's driving. It's QUIET.
(Of course, on Shabbat you're probably not using the one day stores are closed to revel in unbridled commercialism at home with loved ones, but still...)
posted by Tzipporah at 10:56 PM
5 Comments:
My thought - it's the day the world "gets" Shabbos.
Shavua Tov!
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Love this connection!! Well done, Mama and thank goodness for long walks and clarifying thoughts! :) Happy New Year to you and yours!!
Several years ago, also on a walk, my husband and I noticed the same thing about Thanksgiving. Lovely.
I take exception to your depiction of Christmas - we were home revelling in unbridled allthefamilytogetherness. Jenny
Interesting connection. And this year, with Christmas actually falling on Shabbat - it was pretty nice. We're celebrating different things, but in a somewhat similar way.
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