I found my way into the Episcopal Church as a young adult. I was drawn to its spaciousness. As one parishioner says, you do not have to park your brain at the door. Questions and a diversity of opinion are welcome. All kinds of people are welcome. In fact, the wider and more inclusive we are, the better.
I was drawn to the beauty of the churches and the importance of the senses. Our worship engages it all: eyes, smell, hearing, touch and taste. And I was drawn to the longing for justice and righteousness that is at the heart of who we are. We do not eat the bread and drink the wine without also thinking about what that act means when we go forth into the world. To me, the Episcopal Church is home.
If you are looking for a spiritual home, I hope that you will consider the Episcopal Church, and St. Francis’, San Francisco.