The wife and I got a Thanksgiving e-card last week, one of those Jacquie Lawson things in which the pumpkin's scooped out to make a pumpkin pie; it gets baked, and a slice with whipped cream is available. And on the top a message saying, "Happy thanksgiving!
Well, you can't really read much of the enclosed message, only three lines at a time. This one says:
Happy Thanksgiving everyone!
Both because we'll be busy over the next few weeks,
and because i am not sure how frequently everyone
on the list checks their email, I am sending this out
As we approach Thanksgiving we realize that we are
very thankful that some of the ancesters of all of
our Jewish friends had refused to acknowledge and
accept that Jesus Christ was, is and always will be
the Messiah - our Lord and Savior. By their denial,
we gentiles were invited 'in'.What incredible mercy
and grace to know that we will now not perish
whenever the world as we know it ends, but that as
long as we have admitted we are sinners, asked for
forgiveness; repented and continue to be believe on the
Lord Jesus Christ, that we will be saved from the
firey lake...when the judgment day comes. We are
thankful to them - and to Him.
Much Love to all,
(The spelling is in the original.)
I was floored. Not only was it amazingly, and almost gleefully, anti-Semitic, it was also theologically daft. In the Bible I read, Jesus came, was crucified and was resurrected so that everyone, Jew and Gentile, could follow. Whether or not Jews 1900 years ago accepted or didn't accept Jesus as the Messiah is utterly irrelevant.
This would be less problematic if it didn't come from people we need to deal with on a regular basis. Oy.
I went food shopping for Thanksgiving on Saturday with the daughter. There were only a couple little wrinkles:
1. I lost the shopping list. Must have set it down when I put on my hat, as I found it as soon as I got home. So I forgot about a third of the items on the list, by count but not by cost.
2. I forgot the discount card from the store. This is not insignificant, as it cut the cost of the turkey in half. So I kept on shopping and counted on the kindness of strangers, in particular, one stranger in front of me in line, to use HIS card, and that worked.
And the third problem, this one not entirely of my making.
3. I had one of those personal metal shopping carts to wield the food home. Unfortunately, one of the wheels came off in the parking lot. This had happened before and was fixed, but evidently, not adequately. Thus I'm holding up the cart where the wheel should be, and three days later, my back is STILL aching from the trip. I should note that the daughter had another cart, and she was very helpful.
Joe Hittorff, Jr. (Dec 2, 1916- Dec 7, 1941)
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