God Sighting

God Sighting

My first full week of internship, a week of Vacation Bible School (Or, Vacation Bible Experience as we call it here), is complete and a new week begins. Each day of VBS, we encouraged the children gathered to identify God sightings, ways they see God at work in the every day. They had beautiful things to say.

While headlines may speak of darkness, each day we’re given glimpses of light and hope if we open our eyes to see them. I’ve had my own God sightings in these first days living in Hawaii.

I’ve seen the sky painted in beautifully radiant colors.


I’ve seen water in shades of blue a camera can’t capture.


I’ve eaten dinner under a double rainbow.

double rainbow

I’ve been reminded again and again that I’ve been called by name and am His. By my mom as I prepared to step in the security line with tears in my eyes unsure of what this adventure to Hawaii had in store. By the Scripture hanging on the walls of Our Savior. By the children of VBS as we celebrated that “Jesus has a name, and we do too!”

But it’s not so much about what I’ve seen or experienced, it’s about what HE’s done and what HE’s doing. Filling our lungs with each breath we take. Orchestrating the rhythm of sunrise and sunset. Taking over the planning for us. Loving us unconditionally.

Each day I get a little more settled, a little more adjusted. It’s a process, and I know it will take time. My first night on my own here I was consumed by anxiety, but sighting Him fills me with peace.

Hit rewind, click delete
Stand face to face with the younger me
All of the mistakes
All of the heartbreak
Here’s what I’d do differently, I’d

Love like I’m not scared
Give when it’s not fair
Live life for another
Take time for a brother
Fight for the weak ones
Speak out for freedom
Find faith in the battle
Stand tall but above it all
Fix my eyes on You
On You

The things of earth are dimming
In the light of Your glory and grace
I’ll set my sights upon Heaven
I’m fixing my eyes on You, on You
I’m fixing my eyes on You, on You
I’m fixing my eyes

I’ll fix my eyes on You, on You
I’ll fix my eyes on You, on You



The Bridge

It sways back and forth, wooden planks creaking as the wind gusts.

It stretches into the far-off horizon mile after mile, step after step.

It stands with beams unwavering, the view from its edge unparalleled.

Since returning from Hanoi, I’ve often described the time between student teaching and DCE internship as crossing a bridge. Sometimes, the bridge has felt so strong I haven’t wanted to leave it. Other times it’s seemed never ending and unsteady, and I haven’t been sure if I’ll it make across. Tomorrow, I finish crossing the bridge: another transition in 10 months where transition has been the word for my life.

I read or heard somewhere that life occurs in the transition, and for these months it has for me.  Student teaching adventures in Vietnam. A semester back in Chicago. Time at home and now to Hawaii. Transitions are hard for me, because I like to plan; I don’t like the unknown. I’m learning to see the beauty of transition and being reminded of the One who knows far better how to plan than me along the way.

Author Holley Gerth writes, “You’re on a journey not with a tame lion, not with a mild-mannered author but with the One who flung stars into space, who spoke and there was light, who is weaving history together in a way we will never understand this side of heaven. Let Him have control.” 

The past few weeks and days have been full of beautiful sendings and tomorrow I go. I continue on my journey, across the bridge not knowing where it will take me but that “faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”