We just got home from a magical and lovely weekend spent with loved ones on Kauai. It was the perfect break after a long month of home renovations, termite tenting, and making arrangements to move from Maui to Oahu next month. And I had to shake myself and wonder when island hopping became a Monday morning norm, and how Hawaii has been home to us for nearly 3 years now. Regardless, Jason and I still debate regularly where we’re going to eventually “settle down”. Where do we want to live? How far do we want to be from family? Where do we want our kids to grow up? What do WE want to be when we grow up?
Can anyone else relate?
The truth is, every scenario we play out sounds good. And the following thoughts and questions come flooding in: Do we want to live somewhere we can have land and a comfortable house? How can we ever leave the beauty of Hawaii? Some days I miss California more than anything. I can never live far away from the ocean! Maybe we should just live in Texas.
And then more often than not, we finish with giving ourselves a huge reality check and remind ourselves how blessed we are by our faithful God. And I feel guilty for seeking worldly comfort and happiness.
The funny thing is, we had similar debates before we got married. Would we stay in San Diego close to my family, or move to Indiana to be closer to his? We would practically be tearing our hair out over the endless discussions. We really were torn. And then the Lord moved in a way that only he can, and made the decision for us. Maui.
And here we are, 3 years later, debating the same silly topic, taking for granted how blessed we truly are. And I feel God chuckling at us, as if to say, “Didn’t you learn the first time?” Because we had a 2 year time limit on ourselves when we moved to Maui. “We’ll just be out there a couple of years, and then we’ll move back.” Yet here we go, being whisked away to another Hawaiian island for Jason’s job, going on year three, with a baby on the way, despite our “no babies on Maui” rule. But hearts change, and plans change, and perspectives shift. (And I guess technically since this baby is not being born on Maui, we can say we stuck to our guns! 😉 )
Needless to say, God always steps in a shakes things up, pointing us in a direction we never considered. And that’s the beauty of life, wouldn’t you agree? The fact that nothing is in our control makes decision making a bit less tiring. Because more often than not, he sends you somewhere you never knew you wanted to be sent. And maybe even after you get there, you wish the plan had been something else. Because most of the time, it’s a hard, bumpy, tiresome road. But if it’s the road he’s called us to, our souls can be at ease.
Tomorrow is my 28th birthday. And the day we find out the gender of this baby. And then we fly away to visit family on the mainland for the last time as a family of two – and many celebrations are in store. And I know it’s going to be hard to squeeze our loved ones tight, knowing we won’t be home to visit again for a while. But that feeling of peace will no doubt wash over us because we know we are following obediently on the path God has for us.