THIS YEAR’S INTERFAITH BREAKFAST MESSAGE: WE’RE ALL CHILDREN OF THE SAME GOD

Hoisting our new copies of the Constitution (Author photo)
The Interfaith Prayer Breakfast is pretty much my favorite morning of every year. You get prayed over in every known religion and a few you probably never heard of; it’ll just about carry you through the next 364 days. It is sponsored annually by the San Francisco Interfaith Council.
This was the 25th annual such event. The first one — in 1998 — I remember well; we had four or five tables. It’s grown ever since (excepting the two pandemic years) into today’s over-capacity crowd; but who’s counting? The Fire Chief was among the dignitaries. Others ranged from Lt Gov Eleni Kounalakis to Speaker Emerita Nancy Pelosi (we’re her people, after all) to local committee chairs and union officials and everyone in between.
These events have themes — generally falling within the faith/hope/love spectrum. This year it was Sanctuary: A San Francisco Value. “San Francisco Values” is not a pejorative term around here.
In accordance with the theme, every speaker or participant at the prayer breakfast led off with his or her immigrant ancestry. I lost track after a while. But almost every one cited immigrant parents, grandparents &/or recent kinfolk who had arrived on these shores as refugees from the Holocaust or from genocide or persecutions beyond imagination. Seeking sanctuary.
The parallel prayers — Buddhist, Christian, Jewish, Mormon, Muslim and other — then used their various languages to point out that we’re all children of the same god, by whatever name. In other words, brothers and sisters, immigrants all.
Said one speaker, “Sanctuary means a place of refuge, a sacred space.”
“The protection of others is a divine trust,” said a Muslim speaker.
“The Buddhist call to compassion results in gratitude,” noted another.
The morning swag was a pocket-sized copy of the Constitution. Early on we were invited to hoist our Constitutions high, just to make a point. It’s actually pretty good reading. I leafed through my new copy before starting this report, impressed once again by some of the niceties like co-equal branches of government, powers of the Congress, guarantees of individual freedoms etc that have not been brightly evident this year.
Brightly evident at the 25th Annual SFIC Prayer Breakfast: Good food, good vibes, good will to all. Immigrants included.
My favorite Thanksgiving thing has been – for the past 14 years – the San Francisco Interfaith Service. This year it was hosted (every year it’s a different faith community) by the Fifth Church of Christ, Scientist in the city’s Tenderloin District, primary locale of the homeless and the down-and-out.
(The Christian Scientists have been in their historic building there since 1923, and after endless years of negotiating have recently gotten the green light from the city to build a multi-use high-rise including below-market housing on the site, keeping the façade and interior details –with the church itself staying put.)

(Another passerby said he had already called the emergency line to get help.) One can at least give thanks for helpers.
OK, this is San Francisco: love and peace reign. But it’s also Thanksgiving: gratitude and community. Celebrations of love, peace, gratitude and community are taking place not just on the left coast but across the country, as we begin to exhale after a bitterly troubled few months. Exhalation in community can be a great way to start the day.








