UPFRONT November 21, 2005 ISSUE

So 'many mansions'

PATRICIA KADICK, STAFF EDITOR

"Home is where the heart is." Familiar assurances like that one can often sound shallow. This is particularly true if one needs a place to call home because the house has been burned or swept away, or if the idea of home itself has been torn apart by separation, grief, or divorce.

I remember one time when even the promise of a happy home felt hollow to me. But right then, as I let the idea of God as my Father-Mother wrap round me, the following sang in my heart, filling its emptiness with laughter—and then with practical ideas: "Yea, the sparrow hath found an house, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, even thine altars, O Lord of hosts, my King, and my God" (Ps.84:3).

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