“Do not think that I have come to bring peace to the earth; I have not come to bring peace, but a sword.
For I have come to set a man against his father, and a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; and one’s foes will be members of one’s own household.
Whoever loves father or mother more than me is not worthy of me; and whoever loves son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me, and whoever does not take up the cross and follow me is not worthy of me.
Those who find their life will lose it, and those who lose their life for my sake will find it.”
–Matthew 10: 34-39 (NRSV translation)
When I had just one child, still determined to be the perfect mother, I had this idea for a Family Rule Book. I also wanted a Family Creed, but that idea died even more quickly than the Family Rule Book. I wanted everyone to contribute to this book. Adam, my firstborn, not yet age 4, was puzzled. I believe his logic was something like, why would I want to make rules that I have to follow?
Still I persisted. I suggested things like: In this family, we love one another. We forgive one another. We help one another. We either finish the ice cream or leave a reasonable amount for the next person.
Adam, however, was not thinking about matters of such magnitude. At the time, he was learning the fine art of getting himself dressed. Which might explain why, when pressed, his contribution to The Family Rule Book was:
Never, ever put your head through the armhole. Continue reading