Over the weekend, Zoom and I put on our Saturday best and went into The City to visit Saint Patrick's Church. Founded in 1851, it's on the register of historical places in San Francisco. I've long been fascinated by it, since it's in the heart of SOMA (South of Market), and is dwarfed by the daunting Marriot hotel.
Come, journey with us to Saint Patrick's Church ...
The reading for the day was John 4:39-42, which is the passage about the Samaritan woman at the well. She does not know who Jesus is when she meets him at the town well. He asks her to get him a drink. The dialogue that follows is one that skillfully weaves double speak by both the woman and Jesus. They banter back and forth, talking about the "water," and both knowing that "water" was one in the same with eternal life.
I love this passage because it shows a smart woman engaging with Jesus and actively challenging him. She is not holy, she is a sinner, and yet, Jesus speaks with her as he would his disciples. He reveals who he is to her (and he doesn't do that often), and yet she also recognizes him for who he is. This is the Jesus of everyday, treating people as equals, knowing their hearts and looking for a relationship with them. This is a great teacher in action.
At Saint Patrick's, I prayed for the people of Japan, my friend's sister-in-law Jodi, my co-worker's father, Jenn's grandmother, Rebecca's father, and my family.