“Because being a homemaker isn’t about being extraordinary. It’s about seeing the ordinary in a conscious way. A way that deepens our hope, faith and love. A way that allows us to create an environment in which our families can become more human everyday. If you are moved, I invite you to share your ordinary moments by replying below or leaving a link.”
“From my head to my feet,
I am an image of God.
From my hands to my feet,
I feel the breath of God.
When I speak with my mouth,
I follow God’s own will.
In all I behold,
In mother and father,
In all dear people,
In bird and beast,
In tree and stone,
No fear shall I feel,
For all that surrounds me here.”
I’m told there is a ritual among one of the First Nations peoples of “calling back the parts of oneself that are lost” throughout the day.
I wonder if our world has always been a place where we must fight to know and maintain our humanity. Or is it a new struggle? Perhaps it is modern life, the fill of superficial interactions, technology, fast pace and disconnectedness we get each day; we could live an entire lifetime of distractions and never have to ask ourselves what exactly is that thing that makes us who we are and not someone else. Perhaps to be a human being is to fight everyday for what is human, and in our modern times, it is not the fight, but the adversaries which are different.
I do not remember exactly when we began saying an evening verse with our children. Long enough ago that they would answer it’s been happening their whole lives. I had a reason when we started out, that I know, but I have forgotten that reason, or rather it has evolved. Sometimes it rekindled our necessary courage as parents, living in a world with senseless violence and what felt like little hope. Other times it reminded us to trust and accept, to stand at peace with the world. Very often, it simply reminded us to love and forgive each other at the end of a gnarly day.
Always, it held us accountable to the present, to create anew within the habitual, and to face ourselves honestly and ask, after all the world tried to take from you today, “Do you still remember who you are?”