Because Love is Not Against the Law

After briefly wandering Fisherman's Wharf, SF's prime tourist district, I found myself bored and frustrated. This city is home to breathtaking architectural masterpieces which add spice to an already stunning landscape. Some find it easy to define San Francisco with a picture on a postcard, rainbow flag, and cablecar climbing lombard st...that is not what I'm after friends, rather the people and their story.

It was time to retreat from the sales gimmicks, ferry rides, t-shirts, street band, and the guys who expect money because they paint themselves silver and stand still like a robot...upon closer observation, we recognized the bass/keyboard duo were only miming instruments as a recording blasted through the PA.

Austin and I turned our backs on the fray and retreated into the fringes of San Francisco life, a small cafe` where we grabbed a cup of coffee. Common knowledge speaks to the diverse cultural composition of San Francisco; however, a negative connotation usually rests hand-in-hand with a Southern speaker and his culture-shocked statement. Perry, my Pastor in Anderson, often reminds that it is unreasonable to blame those far from God for acting like they are far from God...we want to love the people here, even if we won't always understand or agree with them. It seems politics and religion push for a person to fit a mold that makes them profitable or agreeable. It also seems love encourages a person to seek truth and purpose, independent of what might benefit us. Reflection on my life proclaims that I am often wrong, and I would rather show a person love than a list of characters that I might view as righteous. These may be fleeting.

After spending time with our waitress, journaling, eavesdropping, and battling an aggressive pigeon who made his way inside, it was time to roll out and take our exploration a step further. How do people pursue God in their homes here? Our destination: Church of the Sojourners