Oh the poor lil lamb. I never have like to see an animal sacrificed. *Hoping for a day when Jehovah would find a way to make one sacrifice once and for all* "Hello Tayla," I see you have brought your favorite herbs as well *holding up some black cummin* *Trying to keep the conversation light* "And how is my favorite lil shepherd boy?" Looking at Tayla and whose face was aglow with pride for her first born son. Tayla says to me,"Well Reyanah it won't be long now from the signs you too will be blessed perhaps with a lil shepherd boy of your own. A bright smile came across my face as I patted my much to large mid section now. Not soon enough for me I exclaimed. OH the food smells so good even if it is roasted. Sheann dear, its supposed to be roasted this isnt a burnt sacrifice." Tayla giggled as did most everyone. I hear Sheann exclaim well dear this meal is made in haste and since you're hungry and eating for two....." The meal is soon ready and we move inside the house in a gathering of family and friends to share this Passover lamb. Just before the door is shut the bowl of lambs blood is called for. Hyssop is placed into the bowl and the door posts and lintels of all our houses are painted crimson just as Moses had commanded.