When Mike and I first started dating, we went to his parents’ church quite a bit. It’s where we got married and where we get our kids Baptized even though we live too far from it to make it our home parish. It’s a super traditional Slovak Catholic Church, and I love that about it.
One thing they do is after each Mass, the entire congregation prays the prayer to St. Michael together. The first time I went there and heard it, I got chills. It was so powerful sounding, yet it was so unfamiliar.
I told Mike I had never heard it before, and he spent the entire drive home helping me memorize it line by line. If I didn’t know I was supposed to marry him by that point…
Anyway, I was thinking about it the other day and wondering why it struck me as being so powerful, and I think I figured it out. I would like to thank my English degree for this one. If you keep rolling your eyes like that, they are going to stick that way.
St. MiCHael the ArCHangel, DefenD us in BaTTle. Be our safeGuard aGainsT the wiCKedness and enSNares of the Devil. May God reBUKE him, we humbly Pray…
Listen to that language. Listen to the choice of sounds the author made. Those are some commanding, strong sounding words. No wonder it evokes such power.
Then, I started thinking about other prayers. What about the Hail Mary? How comforting is this:
Hail Mary, Full of GraCe, the Lord is WiTH THee. BleSSed art THou amongst WoMen, and BleSSed is the Fruit of THY WoMB, Jesus…
Soft, comforting, relaxing. Exactly how I feel about our Mother.
So, where am I going with this? I don’t know. I really have no idea. But it’s interesting, right? Right? Maybe part of me thinks that the feelings I get from these prayers encompass the essence of male and female roles in the family. Stop rolling your eyes at me. That topic is for another day, another dollar this SAHM don’t make.