I don’t know if titles are as interesting when they end in a question mark. I have had the pleasure of visiting Florence, Italy – a dream come true. Originally, it was a plan to visit after my DTS and spend some time with one of my sisters. A back injury changed that course but I am still here wondering if I have been a good neighbor. I just enjoyed a roof-top lunch on a cloudy day. I accidentally ordered sushi again – aarg! It was still spectacular and an unforgettable afternoon. I have learned to carry a book with me for these solitary moments but skipped that today so I could relish the view. I focused on the cross above the gold ball atop the Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore. It is a medieval cathedral with iconic and elegant giotto tower, colored marble facade and it’s red-tiled dome. We are talking 1200 AD. It has been a landmark for me because I can always find my way home, unless on a narrow street (quite often the case) surrounded by other tall buildings!
This cross overlooks a lost city. Did I bring light and hope? What did I do differently from any other tourist? Being polite does not save people. Tipping does not. Allowing someone to cut the line (I’m not good at that)? Saying “bless you” to the sneezer across the walkway. Being respectful to hotel employees is not enough either. There is a language barrier and I did make the acquaintance (new friends) of some Americans but I mentioned God, the mission trip I have been on, but not much beyond. No deep conversation in ten days. Mostly rest. Now back to the topic of works. I want to share about Jesus because I love to and because there is hope for everyone. Truth should ooze out of my pores but it doesn’t. It is awkward. How to transition from natural exchanges, somewhat casual, to faith in a city that survives on the draw of tourists to the art honoring Jesus. Am I an accidental tourist or an accidental evangelist? The film of that title, “The Accidental Tourist”, is about loss and recovery. I’d rather be an evangelist, directing people to the answer to every question. The fact that I want to do this better is hopeful. In the meanwhile – loving Florence and it’s people. I will miss you…
