The physical structure in which we reside is by itself not a home. Certainly, the family that lives with us goes a great deal toward making it “home”; but by themselves spouses and children are only part of the equation – albeit a very large part indeed.
In the Wizard of Oz, the desire to return home to her Kansas farm house to re-join Uncle Charlie and Auntie Em drove Dorothy Gale – played by Judy Garland in the 1939 film adaptation directed by Victor Fleming – to journey as a wayfarer down the Yellow Brick Road to the Emerald City to meet the “wonderful” Wizard; accompanied by the Cowardly Lion, Tin Man, and the Scarecrow. Was it a hellacious twister and subsequent bump on the head that caused Dorothy to dream that she and her house landed in the mystical land of munchkins, wicked witches, and flying monkeys – or did the hair-raising flight truly take place while she was in a state of unconsciousness?
That Kansas farm house was a dream home to Dorothy; and I too have lived in and lost a dream home that was similiar – only to realize far too late after having to leave that it was a wonderful house and home indeed. But, this writer did not visit the Land of Oz or anything remotely close to it. It was a rigorous journey undertaken by this writer after having to leave that “dream home” that was the inspiration for The Wayfarers trilogy and the characters that came to life on its pages. While The Wayfarers characters did not skip and sing a jaunty tune while pacing off the miles along the road immortalized in the L. Frank Baum story – it could be said that those who journeyed traveled a path that was remarkably similar; though in a more perilous and modern time.
The houses that we live in on earth are temporal and prone to decay and disrepair. No matter how dreamy these residences may be, they don’t last forever nor will the mortal human bodies that exist inside of them. We are well-advised to love the children that grow up inside of our houses and care for them as the precious jewels that they are. Time passes far too quickly and sometimes without notice an unexpected and unplanned journey can change all plans and radically modify all goals. Comfort, security, and safety can be lost on short or no notice; and in a moment we can be staggering along an uncharted course without a material compass. Love your children and don’t ever break the ties that bind you with them…
As the song says: Oh, there is no place like home; my mansion is in Heaven. Jesus, He will get me home – oh, there is no place like home.