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| Diamond Head hike 2012 - photo credit: Dean Williams |
Recently, I read a post on a social network site where a young Christian woman claimed she heard the sound of an approaching “manapua” truck. This sound is familiar to all who grew up in the Hawaiian Islands. Every kid of elementary-school age recognizes this sound.
So, the experience would not have been an unusual one—except
that this young woman was not in Hawaii—she was in Massachusetts! She knew no
manapua truck was going to come around the corner (indeed, none came); and yet
she also could not deny the reality of her experience.
So, she shared it online. Sadly, none of her age-group
validated her experience. Instead, many ignored it. In the end, she too began
to “dis” the experience, calling it “creepy”. However, she had enough reasons to accept her “creepy”
experience as a gift from God. College had uprooted her from her culture. So she
was missing home. Missing ‘ohana. Missing the local food.
Had she been able to receive her “manapua” experience by
faith, she would have discovered the reality of an extraordinary God in her extremely
ordinary life. He knew her yearning, her heart, and her homesickness—and showed
he cared by sending her a blessing to comfort her—the familiar sound of the
manapua truck.
We mistakenly reserve faith for “Godly things”. And when we
do, we miss out on the only “Godly thing” God truly cares about—us!
I’d say that “us” would always be the right "time" when to apply
faith.
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