Good morning, how are you?
This is the kind of question we often ask.
It has become something we do, often without really being prepared for any in depth response.
I’m just as guilty of this as anyone.
So what are we really asking?
Are we just being polite, just polite enough to appear interested in another’s wellbeing, or are we asking something which requires an honest and considered response?
In 2016, Ruth and I, along with our good friend Doc, had the opportunity and privilege to take a trip to New Zealand.
As part of that trip, we attended the NZ Chapter of God’s Squad cmc, National Run.
These times are held all over the parts of the world where God’s Squad have Chapters.
This particular year, the NZ Chapter President had arranged for us to meet at Parihaka.
Parihaka is located in the Taranaki region. (near New Plymouth for those who went to NZ with MWC).
In the 1870s and 80s reported to be the largest Maori village in NZ. (for those interested in history you might like to read up on the story)
The only other time I’ve been so emotionally connected to place was in the dessert in outback Australia, but that’s a story for another time.
I have included some photos from our time at the Marae. (meeting place).
I have maintained contact with the Marae’s Queen’s daughter and son in-law.
Below is the response I received back when I asked how they were….
We are on day one of shut down.
Dallas is an essential worker and has to go to work.
I’m an essential worker able to work from home so financially were okay.
Spiritually and mentally great for now and physically well…..
One could do with a bit of exercise.
What a great and considered response, a we’re doing ok, or fine thanks but, no, the response is very personal and honest. It covers so much more and is very personal. ( I sought and was given permission to use this).
During these times of life where what we are so used to has been interrupted by circumstances so out of our control, how will we respond when asked the question “how are you”? what will be your response? (and mine?).
It might be time for both the enquirer and enquiree to be a little more interested and honest. Of course this kind of personal and intimate conversation comes with trust and a relationship of mutual respect with people we know and trust.
The Meeting room was where stories are told, people connect through stories and sharing life. We all slept in this room, no shoes food or drinks allowed. Artefacts and pictures telling the history of the peaceful resistance of colonial invasion.