And that is, there is so much joy in living simply.
My intent is not to rip on Utah culture when I say the truth of the matter: the people in Salt Lake County generally live a much more materialistic life than those in Oahu. It's simply the truth. Huge, new, nice homes being built everywhere. Perfect pinterest projects to improve a home that is already extremely comfortable. I know I am not alone in having moments of discouragement: I am not a good enough decorator, housekeeper, or crafter. I am incapable of remodeling my own bathroom or kitchen on my own, blah blah blah.
There is a home next door to me that qualified to be in the Parade of Homes this year.
That is fine if having a glamorous home is a passion or an outlet for creativity, but what really truly matters?
Does having such a living space matter so much that it makes us feel bad if we don't measure up to a certain standard? Who set that standard anyway?
The people of Laie Hawaii live simply. They spend most of their lives outdoors, on the beach, or in the kitchen preparing food for masses of people, for their brothers and sisters. The more who come to share a meal, the merrier.
Charity. I am still learning it. The Polynesian culture is an excellent example to me of this virtue.
Perspective. I hope to remember this lifestyle as I raise my family in the beautiful state of Utah. There are good saints everywhere, and I choose to blossom where I am planted.
I want to focus my energy on being with my children, reading good books that engage my mind, keeping my body and spirit healthy, enjoying the outdoors, fixing good meals for my family and friends, and keeping a clean home that reminds me of the temple.
To me, that is what really matters.
We miss you, Hawaii.
