So it’s crazy. Truly crazy. But as of last month, I have officially been on this island for two years. TWO. YEARS. Sometimes I feel as though I just got here, yet as I reflect on my time here, so much has happened. More than I ever thought was possible.
This week I got the amazing opportunity to see my home from a whole new perspective. I got an aerial view of the island as I flew in a door-less helicopter over the lush, tropical mountains & vibrant turquoise waters. As we took off for sunrise, the creation rewarded us with a beautiful rainbow to start the trip off. Luckily, my friend who orchestrated the trip just so happens to be a professional photographer, so he got some seriously ridiculous photos of our trip.
The trip was beyond incredible. We flew over the East side of the island–over the Ko’olau Mountain Range, China Man’s hat, Olomana Three Peaks Trail, Sacred Falls, & ended with a view of the entire city of Waikiki.
And it’s strange. As I was looking down upon the breathtaking views, I was reminded of how undeserving of all of this I am. I was reminded of my insignificance. And I was truly saddened by the state of my heart as of lately. I realized how easily I look to the next stage of my life. The next stage when I have achieved my dream career. When I have fallen in love and gotten married. When I am settled and secure. I realized how easy it is to compare yourself to other people and the stage they are at in life, and feel like you still have so much further to go to get there.
Longing. We live in a culture that fuels this. We live in a culture that is saturated with Instagram photos and perfect picture’s of other people’s lives. We see other people’s picturesque lifestyles and this seems to just fuel our discontentment with ours. We see perfectly orchestrated photos that paint ideal pictures of a life that seems somehow superior to ours. Somehow out of reach–unobtainable. We see pictures and stories of people who are have reached the next stage in life. And we are bombarded with the lies that we haven’t yet quite made it…
And I am so guilty of this. I find myself constantly searching, longing and dreaming of the next stage. Which is crazy, because I live in one of the most incredible places ever, right? And oh how I do love where I am. I wake up almost every day in awe of the incredible adventure that has been gifted to me. But I’m human. And I have learned the hard way that my heart is a constant wanderer. I’m intensely curious and easily distracted. But as I looked over the expanse of this incredible island I live on, I felt a quiet but sweet, sweet reminder. I don’t want to miss the here and the now or miss the incredible adventure unfolding right before my eyes. I refuse to just simply survive in the place I am in–I want to truly LIVE in it.
So let’s unlearn those habits. Let’s unfix our eyes on what we don’t have and what other people have going on in their own corner. Because within our own corners, God is writing an amazing story. And believe me when I say, that story is worth waiting for. It’s worth letting go, giving up control, and leaving your story in the hands of an almighty God.
As one of my favorite bloggers wrote: “Even if your life isn’t on the popular page, even if it doesn’t LOOK as cool as someone else’s, if Jesus is your one thing, you really DO have it all. It IS cool.”
Rest in that, sweet friend. And hear me when I say, your story is worth hearing because the author who is writing it is pretty good at what he does.