Headed to the Low Country (South Carolina)

Rice, Shrimp & Grits, Salt Marsh… I miss it and I don’t miss it at the same time. I lived in Charleston, SC from 1985 to 1994. All three of my children were born in Charleston. Kelly and I were married in Charleston. So much of our life originated in Charleston. It’s nice to be in the low country once again.

On the way here I was able to catch up with 2 friends. The first was the Rev. Don McCann, a Presbyterian pastor that was in the town of Cleveland, NC when I was at Christ Church. Don and I started the first of the ecumenical study groups that continue today. We met for lunch at LuLu’s at Barefoot Landing, North Myrtle Beach, SC. Beautiful view!


The next was Julieanne Humowitz. Julie lived across the street from my family when I was in High School. She was a classmate of my sister at Western Branch. We’ve been friends with one another for 43 years. Our fathers worked together at Norfolk Naval Shipyard. We met in the historic section of Georgetown, SC along the boardwalk.



The ride today was wonderful with beautiful weather, even though it started off a little chilly (56°). The odd part is my GPS! I need to trust my gut! I knew I could go straight down Rt. 17 and be right where I wanted to be to catch up with my friends. However, my GPS had other ideas. Not trusting my gut, and thinking the GPS may know of an issue on the road, I followed the GPS. It took me inland, off of Rt 17, and away from heading toward Myrtle Beach where I was to meet Don. 

So I broke my “no interstate” rule! 😣 Mia Culpa! I jumped on 40 for about 35 miles to take me back over to the coast to pick up Rt. 17, then all was well. I thought to myself, “along the journey, sometimes we need to break the rules we set for ourselves when it make sense to enhance relationships!” It doesn’t always turn out well, but it’s great when it does.

I’ve been thinking a lot recently about civil disobedience. Civil disobedience is when you protest or show disagreement of an unjust law in order to bring attention to the situation. “Breaking the rules,” if you will. Some folks have recently called this getting in “good trouble” to stand up for righteousness and dignity for every human being. In other words, do the things we promised to do at our baptism as followers of the way of Jesus. Scripture is full of accounts of God’s people not following the ways of the world in order to bring freedom and justice to God’s people.

Me breaking my “no interstate” rule (a rule set for myself) is not civil disobedience. However, the situation made me think of “rule breaking” and the process I used to evaluate my situation and deciding to follow the silly GPS. 😜 


Challenge to St. James: Have you ever thought about “breaking the rules?” If so, what rules would you break? I would suggest that there are many unjust situations where people on the margins of society need our help making some good trouble.

Challenge to Self: Trust your gut! If you know something is wrong, call it out. If you know people are hurting from unjust situations, be strong and remember God is with you.

Washington, NC to McClellanville, SC
Ride: 275 miles



  
Location: McClellanville, SC 29458, USA

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