A Highly Academic and vaguely familiar Theological Reflection on The Wizard of Oz

At first glance, the movie, The Wizard of Oz seems like a simple, silly children’s story complete with song and dance: a Kansas girl gets tornadoed away to a strange land, meets super unusual companions, defeats a wicked witch with mere water, and eventually finds her way home…where she actually never left. 

But beneath the flying monkeys, little people singing away and ruby slippers is a surprisingly rich faith-filled story.

Dorothy: The longing for home, Judy Garland

Dorothy (Judy Garland) begins with a profound human desire: “There’s no place like home.”

Home represents more than Kansas. It represents belonging, security, identity, and love. Dorothy believes she must go somewhere else to discover what she is looking for. Yet after all her adventures, she discovers that what she most deeply desired was already connected to where she began.

That sounds remarkably Christian.

We spend much of our lives searching:

  • Where do I belong?
  • What will make me happy?
  • What will make my life meaningful?
  • Where is God?

And Christianity keeps telling us that we don’t have to travel to some distant Emerald City to find God.God is already present. Sometimes the spiritual journey isn’t about discovering something completely new. It is about recognizing what has been present all along.

The Yellow Brick Road: The journey of faith

Dorothy follows the Yellow Brick Road because she has been told that it will lead her to the Wizard. That sounds a lot like the life of faith. We rarely receive a complete map. We receive enough light for the next step. The road has distractions, dangers, wrong turns, frightening creatures, and unexpected companions. Dorothy doesn’t know exactly where the road will take her. Neither do we. Faith does not mean knowing everything in advance. Faith means continuing to walk. (And if you’re Robert Frost, how about exploring “the road not taken?”)

There is something very religious about that. We make our pilgrimage through life trusting that God is somehow accompanying us even when the road becomes swerving and crooked and makes no sense. 

The Scarecrow: “If I only had a brain”, Ray Bolger

The Scarecrow is convinced he lacks intelligence.

Yet throughout the journey, he repeatedly demonstrates good judgment, creativity, and common sense. He already possesses what he thinks he needs. How often do we do the same thing?

We tell ourselves:

“If only I were smarter…”
“If only I were more successful…”

“If only I had a new husband…”
“If only I were younger…”
“If only I had more money…”

“If only I found a different retirement home…”
“If only I were more talented…”

And God may be looking at us and saying, “You already have more than you realize.” The Christian understanding of grace is important here. Grace doesn’t necessarily give us something entirely foreign to ourselves. Grace awakens what God has already planted within us. (Repeat)

The Tin Man: The desire for a heart, Jack Haley

The Tin Man believes he needs a heart before he can love. But notice what he does along the journey. He cares. He worries about Dorothy. He shows compassion. He risks himself for his friends. In other words, he already has a heart. Again, the irony is beautiful. We sometimes think we need to become worthy of love before we can love others. Christianity reverses that logic. God loves us first. And because we are loved, we can learn to love. The Tin Man also reminds us that having a heart means becoming vulnerable. Love always makes us vulnerable because we can be hurt. But without vulnerability, there is no genuine love.

The Cowardly Lion: Courage isn’t the absence of fear Bert Lahr

The Lion wants courage. Yet he repeatedly acts courageously while being afraid.

That may be one of the most Christian insights in the entire movie. We sometimes imagine a courageous person as someone who feels no fear. But Christian courage is different.

Courage is doing what is right even when we are afraid.

The apostles were afraid. The saints were afraid. Mary must have been afraid.

 with anguish, Jesus asks the cup to pass. Fear does not necessarily mean that faith has failed. Sometimes faith simply means saying: “I’m afraid, but I’m going anyway.”

The Wizard: Beware of false gods, Frank Morgan

And then there is the Wizard. Dorothy and her friends believe he possesses extraordinary power. They imagine that he has the answers to everything.

Eventually they discover the truth: The Wizard is not what he appears to be.

He is a little man behind a curtain manipulating appearances. There is an obvious spiritual lesson here. We create our own “wizards.”

Money. Success. Politics. Celebrity. Youth. Technology. Power. Status.

We imagine that these things will save us. We put our confidence in them and discover eventually that they cannot give us what they promised.

The Bible has a word for that:

idolatry.

An idol isn’t necessarily a statue. An idol is anything we ask to do for us what only God can do.

The Wicked Witch: Evil is real, but it doesn’t have the final word, Margret Hamilton

The Witch represents genuine evil. She wants Dorothy’s destruction because Dorothy possesses something she desires. But evil ultimately fails. The Witch’s power is frightening, but temporary. Christianity doesn’t deny the existence of evil. It simply refuses to believe that evil gets the last word. The Christian story moves toward resurrection. The darkness is real.

But the darkness is not final.

The Ruby Slippers: What Dorothy needed was with her all along

Perhaps the most theological symbol in the movie is Dorothy’s ruby slippers.

She possesses the means of returning home almost from the beginning, but she doesn’t understand their significance. She has been searching everywhere for what she already possesses. That is a powerful image of grace.

We can spend years searching for God, only to discover that God has been searching for us. We can spend years trying to earn God’s love, only to discover that God loved us before we ever thought about loving God. We can spend years trying to become worthy, only to discover that God’s grace was never a reward for being worthy.

And perhaps the greatest theological lesson

Dorothy (Judy Garland) doesn’t make the journey alone.

She has the Scarecrow, Ray Bolger; The Tin Man, Jack Haley; The Lion, Bert Lahr; The Wizard, Frank Morgan; The Witch, Margret Hamilton. 

Even the known,strange and frightening experiences are all part of her journey.

That is another profoundly Christian idea:

We need one another. The Christian life isn’t a lonely, solitary trip down one road that’s colored yellow. We need friends who compensate for our ever present weaknesses. 

When we lack courage (Bert Lahr), someone lends us courage. 

When we don’t know what to do (Ray Bolger), someone helps us think. 

When our hearts have become hard (Jack Haley), someone reminds us how to love. 

Wizards (Frank Morgan) abound through every inch of our lives – magical formulas to stop this or than for $19.99, televangelists whose eye makeup melts at the sound of a ringing telephone, the adage “it’s too good to be true,” how often we fail to heed it. 

The Margret Hamiltons’within our lives remains within our entire lives but we decide the length of our arm. When we lose our way, someone walks beside us.

That’s community. That’s friendship. That’s Church. That’s the Body of Christ.

That’s why The Wizard of Oz speaks to adults long far more than when we watched as children. 

We grow older and discover that we’re still Dorothy (Judy Garland). We’re still walking as best as we can. We’re still looking for home. We’re still tempted by wizards (Frank Morgan). We’re still frightened by witches (Margaret Hamilton).

We’re still convinced we don’t have enough brains (Ray Bolger), enough heart (Jack Haley), or enough courage (Bert Lahr). 

And perhaps God keeps whispering:

You have more than you think. You are loved more than you know. You are not walking alone. And there is no place like home.

Those ruby slippers? We’ve been wearing them since Baptism. Home is not merely a place, it is the place. Placing ourselves in God’s merciful and grace filled hands. Welcome home. 

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What’s a moment when you realized you were officially an adult?

When I was drafted and voting for the first time.

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What’s a thing you wish schools actually taught?

Healthy Sex Education and Cursive Writing

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“Two by Two”

Gospel of St. Mark, 6:7 “called his twelve disciples together and began sending them out two by two, giving them authority to cast out evil spirits. …

“Two by Two”
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If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

Canada, returning January 20, 2029. 

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I’m not happy, I’m joyful

June’s joyful word is “joy.” Not happiness – fleeting, situational, often quickly passing. Add to happiness not being the word, is glad. Again, limited. You can be glad you got something back on your taxes. 

Joy is limitless because is neither begins nor ends with us. A resident I became friends with was named Joy Divine. What a handle to carry throughout life. A staunch Republican, we still became good friends. Wonderful conversations complete with smiles and laughter enjoying hot fudge sundaes Wednesdays in the retirement Cafe. 

I told her what I’m about to tell you. I told her that joy is divine. Ours to daily embrace and hold but knowingly recognizing its origin. I hope we can all possess it, each in our own way and in our own degree. 

My conclusion is that Joy Divine was legally blind but able to remain in her apartment.  May our joy be shared living here with a clear vision of the worth of each person and those wonderful persons who service us. 

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Blessed Mother “May Crowning” Blessing

Hail Mary,” I prefer “Hi” Mary, a simple name for such a great role. It’s me with a bunch of your friends behind me. We’re here today to remind you and to renew for us your special role and place in our lives. 

You were and are a loving daughter, affectionate wife, devoted cousin, and the best relationship saved for last – a mother. Not only toward your Son but to us all. 

Your place in history knows no time. Your place within our lives places you securely in our hearts. 

We see it in your patience by telling the headwaiter, “Do whatever he says” as your Son changes an earthly liquid into divine nourishment. Sidesaddled trip to Egypt? You now journey through all of our trials and turmoils. That last minute plea used in football? That’s the most common one we all use and rely upon. The agonizing heartbreak of any mother is holding a dead son. It’s the hopelessness any anxious mother has about a wayward child, now an adult. Your Son’s ressurection proves that hope truly springs eternal for all your children. 

Today we crown you not with power nor with prestiage. Today we crown you with your simple “yes,” as simply said as is your name. We say and live our “Yes” to all the marvels, mysteries, mistakes and mishaps we all experience. 

Today we ceremonisly crown you as you daily crown us. 

After crowning:

Glorious Queen of peace, grant us peace in our hearts, harmony in our families and concord throughout the world. Immaculate Mother, as patroness of our beloved country, watch over us and protect us with with the love only a mother can provide. Amen.

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Easter Dinner

If anyone asks you what the sermon was about today, just say it was about “smorgasbord.” I can’t spell it, but I know what it means. An emotional smorgasbord living in hungry hearts and souls. All waiting to be enjoyable eaten. 

Easter’s Spring is a newness for everyone. Whether gainfully employed, unemployed or retired – something new awaits each of us.

Pagan or Believer, this day has an impact on us all. For pagans this is only a seasonal change. For us believers, it’s a constant religious reversal, a constant wake-up call. A pagan smorgasbord is a Big Mac. For us, it’s a juicy steak at an overpriced restaurant. 

Spring slowly leans into a warm summer and doubt rapidly leaps toward hope.

Employed, unemployed, retired?

For those employed and imbued, their old tasks bring a new perspective or a different twist. If they’re able to see it, there’s a morsel of change in each minute of their work day. 

For those unemployed like I was, it’s, “Oh, it’s 2:10; no, now it’s 2:11; wrong again, it’s 3:00 p.m.” That cocktail adage, “It’s 5:00 somewhere” back then for me began at 4. An unemployed priest’s endless days at home with two loving cats who wonder to themselves, “Why-Is-He-Still-Here?”

Easter hope. It’s substantial. The substance of hope can be experienced and felt in all parts of your life. Whether a new grandchild enters the world and even hearing a cancer diagnosis.

Wishing is such a fluid word. Wishing is for the Packers and Brewers. Hope and hoping touches deep depths where words are useless. Jesus didn’t whimsically wish for the good of people to emerge, he died for the peaceful benevolence of hope. Abiding within us throughout our lives. 

For us retired, well, you’re all on your own clock. A calmness emerges when time appears to have nothing but time. When the morning hours could very well duplicate nighttime. But through creative human ingenuity and an obvious human need, time takes on a natural daily division that becomes livable, worthwhile and doable. 

In addition to a calmness, it is coupled with patience. Imagine patience in the golden years of retirement? Instead of fighting with time, when time always wins, patience becomes a learned discipline; a gift. 

Preoccupied with a doctor’s appointment a month from now? It doesn’t hurry nor change time. It only hurries and upsets an anxious timeless mind. Hence, that special new guest is welcomed into your retirement life – patience. We are all already a patient to how many doctors so why not put on and wear the mantle of patience. Nurse it, care for it, protect is as much as a young child because it is now a member of your single family. 

Calmness, patience with a heavy dose of humor. All sandwiched inside hope. Laugh away those accumulating years and savor the present patience and peace that only faith provides and fulfills. Laughing at yourself makes looking in the morning mirror so much more fun. 

The Body of Christ, food of transition, we are about to receive is the beautiful bounty of the bounty Jesus freely offers to us. Unfortunately, Jesus was wrong with his final words, “It is finished.” His resurrection is never finished. It becomes wonderfully complete with and through our embracing acceptance. 

Again with Jesus.  He only experienced one Easter. Poor guy. We’re exposed to Easters as often as we open ourselves to its daily invitation. We so often think of the word hope as something about to happen instead of something that has happened within and around us. Easter is not about planning, waiting and anticipating… Easter happened folks and is happening within our lives.

A shared meal is a transition time from the completion of the past day toward a hope-filled tomorrow of challenges and rewards.

It’s only finished when the meal is enjoyed and savored by all present. This emotional smorgasbord is only finished when we complete the gifts, talents, and treasures that God entrusts to us to make even the darkest of a winter’s night into a wellspring of hope.

Let’s eat.

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Do you vote in political elections?

Never miss an election… Always a democrat. 

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“A Quiet Song”

When one stands on a mountain height and scans the beauty all about — the wondrous sight of your splendor, O God, must needs compel the soul to cry out: “You have done all things well!”

When day is turning to evening and one rests in its peace and quietly reviews the day’s journeying with its rich release of work — the stillness renews the spirit and stirs it joyfully to say: “Truly, you experienced a beautiful day!”

One – who with hard toil acquires a great store and treasure – if noble-hearted and loyal, will measure its usefulness with caring and happily appraise its worth, declaring: “You will serve well in many ways!”

For God and for souls! Everything!

Each one in his or her own way, quietly — (working, praying, suffering).

As for me – only that I may lovingly complete each day’s task and come to a blessed end at last.

Each day brims over with opportunity.

Oh! Spin, my soul! Spin my soul ardently!

And you, my eye: Close … not in sleep nor lightly doze….Yet, must you really sleep – But even then, your vigil keep!

Contemplate God’s doings with faith-filled eyes; out of your hope, new strength will arise.

Accomplish much – your motive such: “For God alone!”

So fixed on God, do your part – angel-wise: all with pure of heart!

(author unknown)

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