Back to where we belong

My friend recently told me this story of her daughter and son-in-law taking their 4-year-old to "the city," San Francisco, for the first time.

As they emerged from BART, their rapid transit train system, and came up the escalator, Lucy saw the city for the first time. She looked stunned. She turned and said to her parents, "Where are we and how do we get back to where we belong?"

From our community website:

"We must die to self, through inconvenience and more,

in order to truly love the most vulnerable among us."