Millennials. We’re a product of our generation. It was ingrained in us to go to college because that’s the only way to be successful. Media tells us that self-wroth is gauged by wealth. The “American Dream” is modeled after the idea that if one works hard, grinds and hustles, they are entitled to the kinds of houses, cars and overall lifestyles that’s seen on “MTV Cribs” or “Real Housewives of Some Major City.” Christian community is not immune from this kind of thing. There are large segments of Christian teaching that tell us that God wants us to be rich, healthy and successful (according to the world’s standards). We are often falsely taught that we must have these things so that the world will see us and think we have it all together. There’s a school of thought about spiritual entitlement which says if we are “obeying” God, we deserve the glitz and glam…that God owes us a rich-and-famous lifestyle.
I’ve always been drawn to large bodies of water. Resting my butt in the sand as I overlook the Gulf of Mexico or Atlantic Ocean injects my soul with an overwhelming sense of peace that I don’t feel anywhere else. The beach is my serenity, my saving grace…my happy place. There’s no doubt that I feel closest to God and His creation than when I’m walking along the white sands looking out into what looks like an endless flow of “blue planet.”
Given that I’ve never taken a cold-weather vacation (anything under 60 degrees is just uncomfortable to me, haha!), been to South Beach, Miami, FL, four times in the past four years, and went to South Padre Island for three college spring break trips, it wasn’t until last week’s four-day mini-vacation in Naples, FL, that I really stopped to take in the magnitude of God’s omnipotence; His omnipresence that’s so overtly evident and on display. Continue reading