Last week my mom took Wendy, Riley, and I to California. Specifically, we went to Los Angeles. The weather in California is as advertised, AMAZING! When you come from a place with humidity like the deep South, to go to a place that has 0-10% humidity is pretty incredible. The temperature was in the low 50's and everyone was bundled up.
The thing that struck me the most about LA was the diversity. There are whole neighborhoods of Russians, Armenians, Koreans, Japanese, Chinese, and it seems like every people group a person could imagine. In these neighborhoods, signs are in their languages, stores cater to these groups, grocery stores carry items and foods that these people want (and that I don't recognize), and they have restaurants that serve their food.
Also, in downtown LA, they have different districts, like jewelry, fashion, toy, and even flower. Each district is a few blocks, and almost every store is dedicated to its theme.
Towards the end of the trip, I started to really love LA, probably for the first time (I've been going out there for 30 years now). It is like a small, broken microcosm of God's eventual finished kingdom. People from every tongue, tribe, and nation, with all their identities intact and perfected by the Holy Spirit. Our gifts and talents on display for God's glory and other people's good.
It took me 30 years to really like or love LA, but now I do.