On the last day in Kauai, we took our little car and drove a long, winding and “hole-y” road to the summit. While the length of the road was only about twenty miles, it took nearly an hour to reach the destination. As we neared the end, mist filled our windows & clouded the glass. We took a short detour to a lookout further inland, which was suggested as a better view than the summit. Pulling into a small lot there were only a few other cars, mostly other hikers because we were the only people at the spot.
We walked to the edge of the overlook, to the fence that was the only thing that held us from the depths of a mile-high canyon drop. It didn’t take until the fence to see the view before us….it captured us as soon as we stepped foot out of the car. There was a complete covering of fog. Past the fence was nothing but white. And as the sky was so bright, the air before us and above us melded into one perfectly spotless canvas. We sat on a table, submitting ourselves to the fact that we would see nothing of the canyon from there. This canyon we had seen from the air & from the sea, the canyon green with life, vivid with color, proud with height, this canyon we knew was merely feet from where we stood, was hidden fully from our view.
Sitting still on the table, for a few moments neither of us spoke, nor did any cars approach the lot or hikers exclaim. The only sounds that could be heard were birds echoing their praises & distant calls of the ocean shore, clapping with delight against the cliff walls. We sat there silent, feeling as though we were just out of reach of heaven….a perfect place of light, just beyond sight.
As I recalled this moment to a friend, she made a comparison to this “non-sight” to that of the lives Christ has for us….how we can be right on the edge of something beautiful, spectacular & breathtaking….and yet sometimes He hides it from us. It’s not the right time for us to see what is there, what is coming next, what colors he’s using, what form he’s making, or where he’ll bring us into. The beauty that he is forming is there…it’s within reach, yet until He blows the clouds away, we cannot see. We can have faith in His will for our future, and that our future is with Him…yet faith is what it takes to grasp that there IS something beyond the fog, behind the clouds, lying still & silent in his hands. It is waiting to be revealed, but until then, we are to sit, silently and in awe of the beauty of where we are…take in the smell of the flowers, the sounds of the birds & waves, the feel of the wind on our faces, the warmth of the sun beating down through the thickness of clouds. Rest & relax in the quiet knowing that while it is unseen, we know that something beautiful is before us.