Yeah, for as often as I have roast lamb and wild greens, a nice red wine and some cheesewhiz on my crackers, I proclaim my compliments to the chef--ME!
I'm thankful that Christ showed us the way, but I choose to keep seeking, keep knocking, rather than settle for the traditions of men.
I won't be going to the 'memorial' or whatever, though, because the last time I went nobody else seemed to like cheesewhiz on their matzoh...they were really rather rude!
"Kein Mensch muss mussen."