Where is home?

It has been said that "home is where the heart is." Where can our hearts find the permanent peace and happiness we long for?

A Number of years ago if someone had asked me where my home was, I would probably have just given a house number on a certain street in a city. That was when we bought the nicest house that we could afford in an area that was convenient to my husband's business and also near good schools and shopping centers. That was when home was mainly a place to dust, prepare the family's meals, keep everybody clean and pressed, with comfortable beds to sleep in. But since then I've come to see that there's a vital metaphysical answer to the question "Where is home?" Let me explain.

As much as I loved our new place, I had a feeling of inadequacy about home. Surely there was something more to it than pleasant surroundings. In the brief spaces between caring for the house, the family, and managing my own career, I knew that I was missing some opportunities to establish a more satisfying sense of home. Of course, it's well known that "a house does not make a home," as the saying goes. It is the love, the caring, that make a home. But I needed an even deeper view of the heart of home, of its underlying basic meaning.

The you in government
March 7, 1988

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