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#blogexodus - 2 Nisan - Tell

It's not quite what Vonda Shepard and Bert Russell Berns had in mind, but it's the basic theme of Passover and the essence of our Jewish survival. 

"Tell him, tell him, tell him, tell him right now."

Repeatedly we are commanded to tell the story of the Exodus: to our children, to each other, to ourselves, to the world. Too many of us are afraid that we don't know the story, that we'll get it wrong, or that we'll bring too much negative attention to ourselves. We are embarrassed that we don't know. 

But here's the great thing and the wonderful reality: we don't have to know the story by heart in order to tell it; we have the Haggadah to guide us at our seder(s), and we have books of every variety and Jewish theology to help us out. We don't have to make it up and we don't have to be experts. We have rabbis and cantors and teachers and friends and - heaven help us - the internet. Help is out there. 

We tell our story because it's a wonderful story. We stand up and tell the truth about the great miracle that we are and that the modern State of Israel is. We tell and teach and we continue to exist and grow.

Need help telling the story? Here are some web sites to guide you.

Judaism 101: Pesach/Passover
Reform Judaism: Passover
My Jewish Learning: Passover/Pesach

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