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Created to live in freedom.

After getting the rental car we filled a cooler box with ice and after getting a few supplies at Safeway we set off to the beach which was the activity for the day. It was a nice drive although I am realizing more and more that this is a volcanic island and so most of the scenery is black lava. On some stretches of road people have written different things with white stones and this is what they call “Hawaiian graffiti”.

Our first stop was the Hilton Hotel. Not to stay there, but because you can visit the resort and enjoy lunch by the Dolphin pool. It was really lovely. The Hilton is on such a big property that you need to take a little boat to get around (a real boat in a sense, except it runs on rails in this little man-made river). It’s a beautiful place though, and the food at the little restaurant was simple, but nice (I had my first fish tacos ever made with fresh fish).

Looking at the dolphins in this small pool area and observing people coming having paid lots to “play with them” it made me a bit sad. These beautiful mammals were created for a life beyond this. They weren’t created to be confined to a little pool, and seeing the see just a little bit beyond I was thinking that that is where they really belong. In the vast sea, free to jump and swim and really live, not having to entertain people wanting to experience a dolphin close-up.

The next stop was the Hapuna beach. A spectacular sandy beach with lovely warm water, not too wavy and possible to swim in the clear salty water. As I was swimming into the waves my mind went to the verse where it says that God set up boundaries for the sea. And thinking about it, it really blows my mind. I mean, how genius is it to put the exact amount of sand and match it with currents in the water, the amount of water being washed in at any time, and in all of that set a boundary for the sea. Only God could do that. And then, as I was on the beach and looked at the millions of grains of sand there, I thought about Psalm 139 where it says that the thoughts that God has towards me are more numerous then the sands on the sea. And that really blows my mind, that God thinks more about me, just me, then there are grains of sand on the entire planet. It’s unfathomable!!

So those were my major revelations, or rather reminders that just drew my gaze to God and what an awesome Creator He is in the midst of enjoying a day at the beach.

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