Today was the naming/circumcision ceremony of my first grandson. This was a small affair attended by only close family - maybe twenty on the mother's side and only six on my side. My job was to hold the baby when he was snipped; I spent those few minutes gazing into his eyes (and he was gazing into mine) so I didn't have to see what might be termed 'the business end'. Actually the angles were such that I couldn't see even if I wanted to.
Today we learnt the name of the baby - Ma'or Moshe. The word "Ma'or" is derived from the Hebrew word for light, which is fitting as he was born on the first candle of Chanuka. I was very pleased to hear that my son had given him a middle name, Moshe, in memory of my father, in the same way that my son bears my paternal grandfather's name as his middle name.
The ceremony itself was straight-forward; the baby barely cried, but that was because his dummy had been dipped in wine and apparently an anaesthetic had been applied a few minutes before we started. But after that part of ceremony had finished, I had to bless the baby ... and his father ... and his mother ... and his other grandfather, etc etc etc. I felt a little like the Pope, dispensing blessings to all and sundry. This was quite embarassing, but by the time I got to Ma'or's cousins (I have to get used to calling him by name), I had the routine down pat. This finished with me having to bless myself.
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