anyone know a pithy, ethically sensitive, way to explain animal sacrifice to a kindergartener?
I replied, offering (sorry about the pun) this formulation:
Son, you know how I get all dressed up in a chef's hat and borrow Mommy's large kitchen apron and I take out the special implements to barbecue that delicious meat we eat on summer Sundays? Well, our forefathers, when the Temple existed, did it in a much more spiritual manner not to satiate our hunger and appetites or to show off to our neighbors, like I do, to let thwem know how great I am at cooking and roasting or how great a coal fire I can light, but to give thanks to God for what He has bestowed upon us through our labors in the fields and meadows, to show that all we are is because of Him. It is not a matter of ourselves but who we are because of the values we serve. It's not about the good food (and most of those sacrifices we didn't even eat, except special ones) but our good fortune. The sacrifices are a symbol, much more that lamb chops and steaks and hamburgers and franks. Son, we're Jews and we're different.