Joyous Passover! For Little Ones!

LauraAll Posts, Motherhood

This week we celebrate how God has freed us from our slavery to sin.

We celebrate that He has delivered us from the domain of darkness and transferred us to the kingdom of his beloved Son, in whom we have redemption, the forgiveness of sins.

We celebrate the magnificent fact that because we are covered by Jesus’ blood, Death has passed over us and has no sting.

If you are new to the celebration, you may want to download and read Leman’s Passover chapter for free (Click “Sessions” and “First Chapter”). Then, read how his Messianic Jewish family will be celebrating this year. (Of course, I encourage you to look into purchasing his book, Feast, to share with us in all of the Messianic Jewish holidays!)

This year, we’ll be celebrating our smallest Passover as it will be our little family breaking, sipping, and dipping around the kitchen table. We’ll be keeping it simple so that we all may absorb the entire story, savor the sensory lessons, and appreciate the tradition.

In the afternoon, Vivienne will make a paper Seder plate to prepare for the evening meal. Feel free to download  the pictures from our Seder Plate, cut the pieces out, and make one with your little ones.  Add an egg and a wine glass in the middle.

I used these pictures of the 10 Plagues as a key as we splatter drops of wine onto our plates in remembrance.

We also made a door that opens to the Cross. Vivienne colored red “lamb’s blood” on the lintels and doorposts, opened the door, and saw for herself that the lamb’s blood foretold Christ’s blood on the cross.

In the evening, we’ll use these Seder question cards for the four questions that lead us through the old, old story.

More than anything, may we all remember the significance of recounting this glorious story from one generation to another. In that spirit, this song has been ringing in my heart…

Tell me the old, old story,
Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory,
Of Jesus and His love;
Tell me the story simply,
As to a little child,
For I am weak and weary,
And helpless and defiled.

Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story,
Of Jesus and His love.

Tell me the story slowly,
That I may take it in–
That wonderful redemption,
God’s remedy for sin;
Tell me the story often,
For I forget so soon,
The “early dew” of morning
Has passed away at noon.

Tell me the story softly,
With earnest tones and grave;
Remember I’m the sinner
Whom Jesus came to save;
Tell me the story always,
If you would really be,
In any time of trouble,
A comforter to me.

Tell me the same old story,
When you have cause to fear
That this world’s empty glory
Is costing me too dear;
And when the Lord’s bright glory
Is dawning on my soul,
Tell me the old, old story:
“Christ Jesus makes thee whole.”