Amidst the crammed pack daily schedule of living and being apart of Surfing the Nations is the cruz mellow mentality of Hawaii. Last night I fell alseep to the neighborhood guys jamming to the ukulele. Everywhere I walk in Wahiawa people are hanging out whether that is at 7-11, the park or parking lots, people are lounging and enjoying life. Sometimes I can get so carried away with doing and going and whats next on my schedule that it is really nice to realize I can just sit and enjoy the moment.
Pressing on my mind and heart is trying to build relationships with the community of Wahiawa that does not live in houses. There are so many homeless people that live in Wahiawa. Its not like the mainland where you rarely see a homeless person unless you are driving around downtown or are in a big city. Here living in the parks, parking lots and forests is just another way of life. Although it is another way of life, there is still the community of people that live in the comfort of their home and are bothered by people crowding "their" sidewalks and parks, and the sight of people living on nothing is a soar in their eye. As I was saying in my last blog, I know I have been allowed the gift of life so that I can love these people. This doesn't mean its always easy though. For a girl from the mainland it takes a lot of effort to give my all to building relationships. It takes an active mind that won't allow inferiority, insecurity or awkwardness get in the way of getting to know them. Loving and caring for people takes a lot of initiative, courage, and vulnerability. Its not always easy. It's good to have that push though.
I imagine the community thinks that I am one strange girl. On tuesday and friday afternoons I can be found either carrying a rice cooker, pot of chilli up a few blocks to the nearest park. Sometimes I can be found carrying a box of food bags up the street as well. Why use our trucks and vans to drive up the street two block when God gave me a perfectly healthy body that can carry things?? So I carry these things to two different groups of guys that hang out a few blocks away. There's a group of 4-6 guys that hang out next to the KFC parking lot and are drinking at all hours of the day. I think I'm about getting to the point where I am not that awkward girl that comes to hang out with them. Then there's the Center Street Park crew that sits back and drinks as well. Pray for me as I try to build relationships with these guys. Its such a bust that I will only be here for 2 months. Lets hope and trust that God will use me in this short amount of time!
What I love about being in this community is the push and shove that I am constantly feeling. Whether that comes from my room mates and friends, or from the Holy Spirit, I'm never allowed to slip into a complacent life. Its a continuous challenge to sharpen and shape my character. My apartment is full of appologies and forgiveness. Cindy's teachings are continuously challenging me to be a better person. I feel as though I'm doing the dishes non stop and picking up after myself non stop. I really don't enjoy doing these things but it is sharpening my character into becoming more responsible and caring more for my room mates. Doing the right things is definately not always easy, but it is such a fulfilling feeling when its past to know th at I was stretched and did what was right.
My parting words for anyone who reads this blog is to not sit on your couch and watch TV. Go do something. Love deeper, more painfully and sacrificially. When you feel that tension of being pressed to do something, you'll feel the rewarding feeling of knowing you've impacted the world.
"I have found the paradox, that if you love until it hurts, there can be no more hurt, only more love."
Mother Theresa
