Buried under layers of time

The Texas Education Agency has really destroyed education in the traditional sense of learning from a teacher what that teacher has to offer. It has instead focused on a very narrow set of learnings through a test that it makes every student in the state take. The target of every classroom in the state, then, teaches the material that will appear on the test rather than a wider scope of material that makes a student a well-rounded citizen in our country. What a travesty!

I was sitting in a church service the other day contemplating Easter and the Passover and the timing of Easter this year during the communion part of the service. I was thinking of what the Passover meal must have been like for Jews who celebrated it for hundreds of years. I thought of the Last Supper as a Passover Meal and the trappings and preparations it took to have that meal. I thought of the first century church's descriptions of the Feast of Love, or the new Passover meal, and what must have taken place in those ancient settings.

Then I fast-forwarded to the present. I saw grape juice and unleavened crackers being passed from one person to another in total silence without interaction, just pensive meditation on some people's parts. There were no meal trappings or meal preparations, no "feast" at all much less one of "love." I had a flash of a thought that the new Passover meal had become a state exam which was very targeted in what it wanted to elicit from people. Nothing more, nothing less.

I know that one can look back through the ages and draw the conclusion that precious little ever survives in its original form for very long. Ceremonies in particular last a decade or two before they are changed in our modern age. If one goes back tracking some ceremony or another, one can see the changes. The tendency is to not only change a ceremony, but to abbreviate what does survivie from the past.

In one way I understand what happened to the new Passover meal. It changed and became abbreviated. But, in another way, I wish that some of the remnants that dropped, the meal part for instance, had survived. It's not a travesty like what the state is doing to its students. It's just sad to me that the ravages of the passage of time have reduced something of meaning to a ceremony with few vestiges of the original setting.

A bit on the melancholic side. But, happy Easter ahead of time!