Because He is in the little house of our being, we will learn to control our minds, to gather our thoughts to silence, and to crown them with peace, just as we learn to control our voices and to move softly when a child is asleep in the house of bricks and mortar.
We know by faith that Christ is in our own family; it is He whom we foster in our children. When you tell your child a story, you play a game with your little son, you tell a story, you play a game with the Christ Child. . . .
A woman too weary for articulate prayer will find that for her the best of all prayer is the unspoken act of faith in Christ in her children. When she knows that she is setting the table and baking a cake for the Christ Child, her soul will be at rest.
The Reed of God, by Caryll Houselander, pg. 150