Many years ago my Home Economics teacher at Alcorn Central High School marked me for life. Mrs. Lorene Dean stressed over and over to her class of girls that “a house does not a home make.”
She emphasized that a “home” is made up of the people or family members that live in the physical structure of the “house.” Through the years I’ve always thought of her words when I would see a sign that reads “Home for Sale.” I can’t keep from thinking to myself that you can’t buy a home, you only buy a house!
Over the past few weeks, news reporters have told time and time again about folks who lost their homes to Hurricanes Harvey and Irma.
One report showed a picture of rows of large trees that separated the ocean from huge mansions near the Florida shore. The reporter explained that all those people living in the massive houses lost their “homes” to Irma.
There I went again, thinking about how they, in fact, did lose their “mansions,” but if their family members survived and love each other, the home is still intact! Even though treasured possessions have been lost and cannot be replaced, the family home can be moved into another house and survive.
My heart aches for all the people who lost their material treasures and physical dwellings. It’s a terrible thing to even imagine what they’re going through, but then my mind wanders to the various families all over our nation whose home lives have been torn apart by arguments, separations, and divorce. They’re sure to suffer as much or even more than those who have lost a wood or brick structure.
I read a quote by someone who said, “Home is not where you live but where you are understood – a house is made of walls and beams, a home is built of love and dreams.” When a family unit is broken apart, by whatever reason, it’s a very sad day.
Don’t you think that when a family loses the home unit, the enemy (I don’t even like to acknowledge him by name) smiles really big and does a happy dance as he watches the children suffer as parents go separate ways, material possessions are divided up, cruel words are exchanged, and custody battles take place?
Don’t you know he is so proud of the job he has done to destroy the affection and happiness that once existed there? He may have left the physical structure of the house intact, but the home story will never be the same again!
I’m sorry to compare the two scenarios and certainly don’t mean to offend anyone, but I couldn’t help but think of the difference between losing a house and losing a home when I heard all the recent news of the misery and loss caused by the hurricanes .
Mrs. Dean left an indelible mark in my mind – there’s a whole lot of difference between a “house” and a “home.” As we pray for and send aid to those who lost their possessions in the wind and water, let’s also pray for families to be able to withstand the pressure of the “roaring lion” who prowls around, wreaking havoc and trying to break real homes apart.
Wind and water can tear down a structure and wash away treasures, but the enemy has a plan to do much worse and more permanent damage. Let’s pray for the Lord to be our needed shelter from the devil’s threatening plans.
“Lord, save our homes” is my prayer.
Lora Ann Huff is a Wenasoga resident and special columnist for the Daily Corinthian. Her column appears Friday. She may be reached at 1774 CR 700, Corinth, MS 38834.