Housewife Theologian by Aimee Byrd
Jessalyn Hutto
One of my favorite Dick Van Dyke episodes contains a hilarious scene where Mary Tyler Moore’s character is asked to show off her dance moves by a dinner party guest. Once the guest learns that Moore used to be a professional entertainer before marrying her husband and becoming a mother, he is adamant about having her perform right in the middle of their living room. Moore shyly replies, “Who me? But I’m just a housewife!” Then, unexpectedly she bursts out into unapologetic dance, wowing her guests with her talent.
I think of this scene often since I fall into the category of a “housewife” and enjoy using the humble expression around my husband who knows exactly what I mean when I look playfully at him and say, “But I’m just a housewife!” I usually employ this inside joke when I’m being asked to do something above and beyond what the world would assume I’m capable of as a lowly, downtrodden, uneducated homemaker. Theology seems to fit within that category doesn’t it?...
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