The Mundane is Sacred
The house was quiet. I was alone in the kitchen, washing a cruddy pile of dishes that had stacked up. I looked down to grab the next one that needed attention and there, in the murky foam, was a message from Ruby. The tension of the day flowed from my shoulders. I paused and enjoyed my discovery, hands wet and pruny. I forgot how tired I was. I forgot that my feet hurt. I forgot whatever petty resentments had cluttered my mind only moments earlier.
Sometimes it's during these mundane tasks, when I let my guard down, when I least expect it, that I stumble onto the sacred.
I must always remember to accept these moments when they come, and enjoy them.
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I must always remember to accept these moments when they come, and enjoy them.
#mundane #family #love #joy #sacred #moment #happiness #revelation #epiphany #children #parenting
Years ago I started a facebook page entitled, 'Severely physically and mentally compromised children'. It is all but defunct now, though a few hardcore fans still acknowledge its existance. Not because of its obscurity did I choose to share your moment of sanctity there, but rather, the people who will read it are the people that should and do get it.
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Excellent. I like the obscure... :)
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