Kashrut pt. II
Kashrut Update:
It’s been 36 days of Lent (I’m counting weekdays too) and I am pork free. I haven’t had a cheeseburger; I haven’t had seafood; I haven’t had sausage at Sunday brunch in Baldwin.
Basically, I’m doing amazingly well. I could do this forever, really. I’m far more disciplined than you Gentiles anyway.
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Yeah, so this has run through my mind a lot: observing Kashrut has made me really proud of my Jewish heritage. But not the good kind of pride either. In the words of the Avett Bros.: “… [Like] the kind in the Bible that turns you bad.”
I think discipline is good, but I’m worried that I’m forgetting the part of the Sermon on the Mount when Jesus talks about being humble when you fast and pray, by not making a big deal out of it. I like to make a big deal out of it. I mean, come on, I ate Kosher for Lent. How cool is that?
The other part of me kind of hopes I embrace this pride. Because on Easter Sunday, that pride has to go away. I will be able to eat pork and meat/dairy. My Gentile brothers won’t be “less” than me anymore. I imagine that will be humbling.
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Whichever it is, I have been craving Bdubs like crazy. Ugh, just to dip chicken in Ranch dressing. …
Laur
March 25, 2010