I have friends that span the religious, political, age, and social spectrum. I like this. This is an aspect of my life that is important - friends and family that are different and individuals that routinely have opposing viewpoints challenge me and help me grow. Here in our own home, we are also different, I'm a somewhat observant Jew (though I realize that may mean nothing to those that notice and take issue with the fact that I am indeed writing this out on Shabbat), and my boyfriend is a spiritual person who was not raised in an environment of organized religion, and is quite happy with that - though his 'influence' is christian in nature. He is also slightly more conservative than I am, but also quite a bit more anarchistic in his approach to things. This is all good for us.
Hanukah isn't the biggest holiday of the year for Jews, and I've heard a lot of talk about the attempts in America to make it "jewish christmas" - both in the positive and negative light. From the Hebrew word for "dedication" or "consecration", Hanukkah marks the re-dedication of the Temple in Jerusalem after its desecration by the forces of the King of Syria and commemorates the "miracle of the container of oil". According to the Talmud, at the re-dedication following the victory of the Maccabees over the Seleucid Empire, there was only enough consecrated olive oil to fuel the eternal flame in the Temple for one day. Miraculously, the oil burned for eight days, which was the length of time it took to press, prepare and consecrate fresh olive oil. The point of the oil was to celebrate Sukkot, which had been delayed by the war - so it's basically a minor miracle that allowed the temple to be re-dedicated to celebrate a bigger, more important holiday. It's this concept - that we've been given something to allow us to recognize something more important - that my boyfriend and I have taken on as our Hanukkah tradition.
He is the best gentile boyfriend a Good Jewish Girl could hope for - he attends shul with me though he doesn't love it, but takes something interesting out every week we are there, and loves the Torah reading and the sermon. Likewise, with the holidays, he isn't required (obviously) to do any of the observations or keep any mitzvot, but he attends the seder with me at Pesach, and respects the fasting I do on Yom Kippur, though he doesn't fast with me - he did once, just to be able to relate to the experience. So for Hanukkah, a rather minor holiday that is overshadowed by the secular Christmas celebrations, and the very vocal Christian population that wants to remind everyone that "Jesus is the reason for the season" - we needed to find something that would bring us together and not overrule one person's background with that of the other.
We have three beautiful hanukiah that we light each night - one my boyfriend picked out for himself, one that was a gift from a friend, and one I bought on my own a few years back. The boyfriend lights his each night, and I light mine, and we share in the lighting of the third, ostensibly "the cat's menorah." And then, each night, we sit on the floor, listen to music, and list things we are thankful/grateful for, one for each candle (and we also try to project what the cat might be thankful for as well). It prompts some beautiful and intimate conversation - such as my boyfriend's proposition that the cat, if she knew enough to realize it, would be thankful that we don't actually live in Israel, and have regularly scheduled drills to the bomb shelters, or being thankful that we *can* "publish the miracle" of Hanukkah without fear of reprisal in our neighborhood (despite not seeing any other lights in windows facing the park in the middle of our complex.) I say the blessings, we don't sing Maoz Tsur (though I occasionally play a recorded version of it) and we don't play with a dreidel. Likewise, a week from now is Christmas, "his" holiday - and I expressed a willingness to get a tree or put up lights as he sees fit (which he ended up deciding against this year, for his own personal reasons.) He will open the presents his parents sent him for Christmas, while they sent me 8 small packages to open during hanukkah. Last night, after lighting the candles, and then lighting the shabbat candles, and serving shabbat dinner (which for us is typically NOT a chicken meal, it's tuna steaks cooked in a tomato broth with peas, from an italian jewish cookbook) - we call our families, who each live in separate states. And then for us, the rest of the evening is spent together, talking, sharing, thinking, or just sitting together. This is our holiday. The December Dilemma has been supplanted by a new, personal tradition that reflects and understands the needs for both our pasts, and our combined future.
Shabbat Shalom, Chag Sameach, and Blessings to you.
Crossposted to my journal, WeirdJews, Interfaith Love, and JBCS
Hanukah isn't the biggest holiday of the year for Jews, and I've heard a lot of talk about the attempts in America to make it "jewish christmas" - both in the positive and negative light. From the Hebrew word for "dedication" or "consecration", Hanukkah marks the re-dedication of the Temple in Jerusalem after its desecration by the forces of the King of Syria and commemorates the "miracle of the container of oil". According to the Talmud, at the re-dedication following the victory of the Maccabees over the Seleucid Empire, there was only enough consecrated olive oil to fuel the eternal flame in the Temple for one day. Miraculously, the oil burned for eight days, which was the length of time it took to press, prepare and consecrate fresh olive oil. The point of the oil was to celebrate Sukkot, which had been delayed by the war - so it's basically a minor miracle that allowed the temple to be re-dedicated to celebrate a bigger, more important holiday. It's this concept - that we've been given something to allow us to recognize something more important - that my boyfriend and I have taken on as our Hanukkah tradition.
He is the best gentile boyfriend a Good Jewish Girl could hope for - he attends shul with me though he doesn't love it, but takes something interesting out every week we are there, and loves the Torah reading and the sermon. Likewise, with the holidays, he isn't required (obviously) to do any of the observations or keep any mitzvot, but he attends the seder with me at Pesach, and respects the fasting I do on Yom Kippur, though he doesn't fast with me - he did once, just to be able to relate to the experience. So for Hanukkah, a rather minor holiday that is overshadowed by the secular Christmas celebrations, and the very vocal Christian population that wants to remind everyone that "Jesus is the reason for the season" - we needed to find something that would bring us together and not overrule one person's background with that of the other.
We have three beautiful hanukiah that we light each night - one my boyfriend picked out for himself, one that was a gift from a friend, and one I bought on my own a few years back. The boyfriend lights his each night, and I light mine, and we share in the lighting of the third, ostensibly "the cat's menorah." And then, each night, we sit on the floor, listen to music, and list things we are thankful/grateful for, one for each candle (and we also try to project what the cat might be thankful for as well). It prompts some beautiful and intimate conversation - such as my boyfriend's proposition that the cat, if she knew enough to realize it, would be thankful that we don't actually live in Israel, and have regularly scheduled drills to the bomb shelters, or being thankful that we *can* "publish the miracle" of Hanukkah without fear of reprisal in our neighborhood (despite not seeing any other lights in windows facing the park in the middle of our complex.) I say the blessings, we don't sing Maoz Tsur (though I occasionally play a recorded version of it) and we don't play with a dreidel. Likewise, a week from now is Christmas, "his" holiday - and I expressed a willingness to get a tree or put up lights as he sees fit (which he ended up deciding against this year, for his own personal reasons.) He will open the presents his parents sent him for Christmas, while they sent me 8 small packages to open during hanukkah. Last night, after lighting the candles, and then lighting the shabbat candles, and serving shabbat dinner (which for us is typically NOT a chicken meal, it's tuna steaks cooked in a tomato broth with peas, from an italian jewish cookbook) - we call our families, who each live in separate states. And then for us, the rest of the evening is spent together, talking, sharing, thinking, or just sitting together. This is our holiday. The December Dilemma has been supplanted by a new, personal tradition that reflects and understands the needs for both our pasts, and our combined future.
Shabbat Shalom, Chag Sameach, and Blessings to you.
Crossposted to my journal, WeirdJews, Interfaith Love, and JBCS
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