Permission to be Happy

I’m taking a subject at Bible College called “Theological Reflection,” which involves pondering where I am at in my life theologically, emotionally, spiritually, and even physically.

Partly because of this subject, I’ve actually had to think a lot about how happy I am in my life right now … and how scary that is.

I was a pessimist growing up, with a deeply serious, melancholy personality. I often felt that my friendships were shallow and that most people didn’t know the real me. In fact, I didn’t know the real me. I was constantly trying to run away from the guilt and shame of my past imperfections. I even picked up and moved interstate as a young adult, in an attempt to make myself feel better, only to learn that all my problems came with me.

I suffered from depression for the first 4 years of adulthood. I didn’t think that my dreams would ever come true, that I would ever get married, that I would have the deep relationships I craved, or that I could actually be my true self. I was torn between wearing a façade of being a near-perfect, Christian woman, trapped in guilt and legalism; and the inherent belief that God’s love and grace has to be bigger than my failure, and for that matter, everyone else’s failures.

Then my mum got sick when I was 24, and I was still trying to find my feet as an adult in this world. No longer depressed per se, but still struggling with my dreams and my identity, with being single, and with trying to be a good Christian. Mum was sick for 4 years before she passed away and I spent those years caring for her, meanwhile working as hard as I could toward my dreams, writing books, trying to find the perfect guy to marry, building a piano teaching business, leading worship at church and pulling up the ranks of the worship team. Mum and I rubbed up against each other (as iron sharpens iron), and both started to deal with unresolved childhood issues. This in turn challenged what we believed about God and we both started to accept deep down that God is all-loving and all-forgiving.

Mum passed away when I was 28 and things in my life changed monumentally again. I not only lost my mum, but my entire theological foundation shifted as I became a Universalist-Christian. I changed churches and lost too many friends to count, including some that I never thought I would ever lose and still grieve over today. I failed a piano exam, and decided to prioritise my writing dreams over my musical aspirations. And I challenged myself to start writing publically about what I believe. Needless to say, my twenties were filled with struggle, grief, singleness and loneliness.

But then I hit thirty and I started to feel very secure in myself. I was no longer fighting who I really was, I was breaking down the facades. I met a man and started building a healthy relationship with him. I got married. My friends expanded to include my family-in-law and so many new relationships.

So here I am: content. And it scares me. I know what it’s like to be depressed and anxious. I know what it’s like to feel lonely and endlessly single. I know what it is like to grieve death. I know that things can change very suddenly for better or worse. Being happy, healthy, hopeful and content are fairly new to me and I’m somewhat afraid of losing these feelings. But I don’t want to live in fear, because it taints the blessings I have right now.

I also struggle with guilt. I feel guilty that not everyone is going through a season of happiness and contentment right now. I feel guilty for flaunting it, but I also feel as though I might burst if I don’t share it. Sometimes I feel guilty that I couldn’t make my mum’s life happier. As her oldest child I felt responsible for her happiness and often blamed myself if she was unhappy. So it is difficult to feel happy in light of the suffering that I saw in my Mum’s life at different stages – this I struggle with the most.

That’s why I need to give myself permission to be happy. Permission to bask in this season of contentment. Permission to pause and say thank you. Thank you to God for bringing me here. Thank you to my husband for loving me. Thank you to my family for accepting me. Thank you to the friends who have been around through so much of this, and to the newer ones who enrich my life.

And thank you to myself. For not dying. For not giving up. For pushing against the chains that bound me so that I could break free and become more truly myself. But even as I thank myself, I know I am really thanking God–the universal love–who lives in me.

Grateful For My Marriage

I just came home from the cinema where I saw, “My Big Fat Greek Wedding 2.” There was a scene in the movie where three generations of couples were kissing: the grandparents, the parents, and the daughter with her prom date.

I found myself crying because I felt so grateful to be married to a man that I love, who loves me. 5-10 years ago, the exact same scene would have had me in tears for the completely opposite reason. I would have felt a lonely longing for a spouse.

I was single for 30 years before I met JD. I went on my fair share of dates, but no one stuck. I wondered if there was something wrong with me. I was warned about my desire for marriage being the sin of idolatry, told that I wanted it too much and should be content in my singleness. I was also told, “If you can’t be happy without it, you’ll never be happy with it,” and that marriage wouldn’t make me happier.

Well, the (mostly married) people who told me these things were, in my opinion, wrong. I am the happiest and healthiest I have ever been in 33 years of life. Marriage has greatly added to my sense of contentment, and admittedly, to my sanity. I’m not obsessed with figuring out what is wrong with me. I’m not constantly looking around at all the single males and wondering, “Could this be the one?” I no longer feel the same level of loneliness and as though I am missing out. And I finally have a sex life!

I felt so overwhelmed with gratitude walking to my car tonight, that I thought to myself:
“If I cried a river of tears
My heart would still hurt
With the immense gratitude I feel
Being married to you, Joseph Daniel.”

To all my single friends out there, I know what it is like to feel lonely. I know what it’s like to want and wait for a spouse. There is nothing wrong with your desire or your emotions. They are totally valid. Be honest about where you are at and I pray that God will give you the desires of your hearts.

Where Do Our Beliefs Come From?

Any good Bible College will teach its students that our beliefs as Christians come from four things: Scripture, tradition, reason and experience. However, there is a lot of argument about whether or not Scripture is inerrant, what the traditions of the church actually are and how much of a part reason and experience should play.

Let’s start by looking at Scripture and why I do not believe that the Bible is inerrant.

Firstly, the Bible is not and does not claim to be a scientific textbook. So when the Bible says that the sun stood still in Joshua 10:13, we don’t need to take this literally. Science has proven that the earth revolves around the sun. Therefore, it would make more sense that the earth stood still, but the writer didn’t know that. From his perspective, it was the sun that stopped moving.

The Bible also isn’t numerically correct at all times. In the King James Bible, Ahaziah was 22 years old when he became King according to 2 Kings 8:26 and 42 years old when he became King according to 2 Chronicles 22:2. Wherever this error came from, whether the original writers or people who made copies of the originals, or during the translation process from Hebrew and Greek to English, clearly both cannot be correct. Both Bible passages published in more recent years now give Ahaziah’s age as 22.

Numbers 25:9 records 24,000 people dying by plague and places responsibility for these slaughters on the Lord’s anger. When Paul quotes this very passage in 1 Corinthians 10:8-10 he changes the number to 23,000 and deliberately states that it was the destroying angel (or the Destroyer), not the Lord who destroyed the people. This is critically important toward building a healthy God concept by interpreting the Old Testament through the lens of the New Testament. This also lends to the Bible being historically inaccurate at times.

Jeremiah writes a word of warning about other writers: “How can you say ‘We are wise, for we have the law of the Lord,’ when actually the lying pen of scribes has handled it falsely?” Jeremiah 8:8.

If the entire Bible were inerrant, why would Paul write: “To the married I give this comment (not I, but the Lord) … To the rest I say (I, not the Lord) … Now about virgins: I have no command from the Lord, but I give a judgement … ” 1 Corinthians 7:10, 12 & 25. Why did Paul ask Timothy to bring his coat and to try to get there before winter, 2 Timothy 4:13, 21? Was that the inspiration of the Holy Spirit and if it was, then what spiritual relevance can it possibly have for us today? Paul was cold and needed his coat back. I’m glad he was human enough to write about it because it gives the Bible an authentically human feel.

Luke did a lot of research before writing the Gospel of Luke. “Therefore, since I myself have carefully investigated everything from the beginning, it seemed good also to me to write an orderly account for you, most excellent Theophilus,” Luke 1:3. Clearly the Gospel of Luke was not dictated by God.

Let’s compare the accounts of Jesus’ resurrection:

Matthew 28:2-3 There was a violent earthquake, for an angel of the Lord came down from heaven and, going to the tomb, rolled back the stone and sat on it. His appearance was like lightning, and his clothes were white as snow.

Mark 16:5 As they entered the tomb, they saw a man dressed in a white robe sitting on the right side, and they were alarmed.

Luke 24:4 Suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them.

John 20:11-12 Mary stood outside the tomb crying. As she wept, she bent over to look into the tomb and saw two angels in white, seated where Jesus’ body had been, one at the head and the other at the foot.

So we have: one angel according to Matthew, one man according to Mark, two men according to Luke and two angels according to John. Now, it could be that some people only saw one man or angel while others visibly witnessed two. It is also easily acceptable that they could not tell the difference between men and angels. But even if we believe that, it proves that we must put our thinking cap on when interpreting the Bible and not miss the forest for the trees. Does the number of men or angels matter? Probably not. The point of the story, and all four accounts agree about this, is that Jesus resurrected from the dead.

In fact, I had one lecturer who taught us that unanimous agreement about every detail of these accounts might be suspect because the writers all had different perspectives and agendas in their stories. If all accounts were exactly the same we might wonder if they conspired together to share the same details in order to unanimously claim that Jesus was alive. Having four different perspectives of the same event that draw the same conclusions, is actually more convincing. Here is an illustration:

Mary and Joe walked into a classroom. Mary noticed that the walls were painted a dark burgundy colour and there were some chips in the paint. The desks looked a little cramped and the carpet was very old. She guessed that there were about 30 people in the class and most of them were female. The lecturer at the front of the room looked like her grandfather and was delivering a lecture on global warming. Joe did a rough headcount of the pretty girls in the classroom: there were 12. He sat down next to a blonde and missed half the lecture, but he knows it had something to do with global warming. Both of these stories are true and correct from the witnesses perspective. Did they experience this classroom and lecture the same way? No. Their estimations of the female population in the room disagreed, but they generally agreed that the lecturer’s topic was global warming.

What about verses in Chronicles that tell us that other books which are not included in our Bibles, contain further details that they have left out, 2 Chronicles 9:29, 12:15, 13:22, etc? We have to remember that a group of human beings decided which books to include in the Bible based on what was available and commonly accepted among Christians at that time. There are many other books and letters that have been excluded from the Bible and there are some books included in Catholic Bibles that aren’t included in other Christian Bibles. We also need to take note of the fact that there are multiple copies of Greek New Testament texts. These copies have discrepancies that scholars then have to weigh up in order to decide which Greek word is the most likely fit. This is called “text criticism” and I wrote an essay on the topic when I studied Greek at Bible College.

Then, when the Bible is translated from Hebrew, Aramaic and Greek into English, it is always subjected to interpretation. Always. There is no such thing as a literal translation. Just to make my point clear, let me give you a very simple portion of a sentence in Greek and translate it as accurately as I can:

Transliteration: Legei autē ho Iesous
“Legei” means “he/she/it said”
“autē” in the dative form means “to her”
“ho Iesous” means “the Jesus”
Literal translation: He said to her the Jesus.
Most Biblical translations use: Jesus answered / Jesus said to her / Jesus replied.

Would you buy and read a Bible that used lengthy sentences like “He said to her the Jesus” instead of “Jesus answered?” Every time you read “Jesus answered,” or “Jesus said,” or “Jesus replied,” in English, there were probably other words there in Greek that were left untranslated. Meaning is translated instead of the exact words themselves and even the order of the words is drastically altered in English so that we don’t have to read ridiculous sentences that confuse us about who the subject is or that sound simply jarring to our ears if we translate them literally. This is one of the reasons there are so many different translations of the English Bible. No one translates literally and although they try to be as literal as possible according to their own standards, what they already believe about God and Christianity will always bias translations … including mine.

English, Greek, Hebrew or Aramaic; no book of the Bible is without human error. The Bible was put together by human beings who are imperfect and make mistakes.

But do not despair! The Bible tells us what we can count on when we are interpreting it:
2 Timothy 3:15-16 From infancy you have known the holy Scriptures which are able to make you wise for salvation through faith in Christ Jesus. All Scripture is God breathed and is useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness.

Most Christians agree that the Bible is inspired by God. As the prophets and scribes, the disciples and apostles penned their books and letters–or had other people do it for them–God was whispering his truth. As Peter writes, “For prophecy never had its origin in the will of man, but men spoke from God as they were carried along by the Holy Spirit,” 2 Peter 1:21. As 300 leaders gathered at the Council of Nicea where the decision was made about which books to include in the Canon, God was present. As scholars gather and spend hours on end translating the Bible, God is with them.

What does it mean that the Bible is inspired or God breathed? I believe it means that the Holy Spirit, who is the very breath of God, influenced the assemblage of the Bible, especially the weaving together of the overarching story or metanarrative of the Bible. As 2 Timothy 3:15 confirms, Scripture was formed to give us wisdom regarding salvation. The metanarrative of the Bible is the story of the creation and recreation–including the salvation, restoration, justification, redemption, sanctification, etc.–of the known universe and its inhabitants.

The Bible also points to Jesus Christ as the living and active Word of God. The ultimate way that we know the Word of God–Jesus–is through the Bible. And we know the Father-God because the Son–Jesus–has revealed the Father. And we know the Spirit of God because He is the very breath of God that inspired the Scriptures to reveal the Son and Father. The Trinity is intimately connected to the Bible, (see the verses at the end of this section).

So while I say that I do not believe the Bible is inerrant, I do not want to downplay just how powerful this book actually is. Let’s face it, it is difficult to know God without knowing the Bible.
I hold Scripture in the highest regard as the most authoritative book on earth. It oozes the love of God. The pungent aroma of salvation is unmistakable. Even among oft misinterpreted statements of wrath and judgement the Bible is rich with mercy, grace, repentance and forgiveness.

I love the Bible and everything I have to say about my understanding of Christian-Universalism comes from my interpretation of the Bible in conjunction with excellent teachers like Santo Calarco and the numerous books I have read.

Appendix:
John 1:1-3 In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God, He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made; without him nothing was made that has been made.

John 1:14 The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth.

John 5:39-40 You diligently study the Scriptures because you think that by them you possess eternal life. These are the Scriptures that testify about me, yet you refuse to come to me to have life.

Hebrews 1:1-3 In the past God spoke to our forefathers through the prophets at many times and in various ways, but in these last days he has spoken to us by Son, who he appointed heir of all things and through whom he made the universe. The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word.

Hebrews 4:12 For the Word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to dividing soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart.

Ephesians 6:17 Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God

Psalm 33:4 For the word of the Lord is right and true; he is faithful in all he does.

Psalm 119:105 Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light for my path.

Isaiah 55:11 So is my word that goes out from my mouth: it will not return to me empty, but will accomplish what I desire and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.

Six Days in Oahu

My husband and I had our wedding on the Big Island of Hawaii, then hopped over to Oahu for the last six days of our honeymoon in November 2015. The weather at that time of year can be surprisingly hot and humid in Hawaii, and our case, particularly rainy, but we didn’t allow the rain to deter us.

Oahu is very different from the Big Island. There is a busy, touristy atmosphere in Honolulu, more city and a lot of traffic. Waikiki beach, while beautiful, is never empty and certainly doesn’t feel private. Coming from Australia, I personally felt as though I’d stepped into an American city until we ventured outside of Honolulu–of course, Honolulu is an American city, but I had expected it to seem more like a tropical island and less urban. However there is still plenty of jungle outside of Honolulu, many other beaches to visit, waterfalls, Diamond Head crater, lookouts, and the famous Pearl Harbour.IMG_2590 (2)

My husband booked well priced accommodation at Aqua Aloha Surf IMG_4032by bidding on Priceline. What we did not know is that most hotels in Oahu charge extra for parking. At Aqua Aloha it cost approximately $20 USD per night (in 2015) unless parking could be found elsewhere. There was one overnight carpark right near the hotel which was a little cheaper and we found free parking on the street one night. As we paid for parking on a day to day basis, we were able to save a little in parking costs, but due to the rain we opted for hotel parking most of the time.

The hotel was otherwise nice and cosy. Our balcony had a side view of Ala Wai CanalIMG_2783 which was enjoyable to walk around. Be sure to keep your eyes peeled for whales painted on some of the buildings in the local area! We were only a 5 minute drive and less than a 15 minute walk to Waikiki beach and Honolulu IMG_4136 (2)shops. There were also some great places to eat near our hotel including the Cream Pot where we had a luxurious breakfast one morning, and the Cheeseburger Waikiki with its interesting shell decorations and pictures throughout the restaurant. There is also a Chinese restaurant adjoined to the hotel (owned separately) which we dined in one night.

After arriving and eating lunch on a Sunday afternoon, we drove to IMG_4036Manoa Falls IMG_2477and decided to hike it in the rain. It cost $5 for parking, was somewhat uphill but not a dangerous hike and took us about 45 minutes one way. The waterfall at the end was amazing. We stood the same height as the pond the water pooled into, streaming down from a height far above us. Though I had felt anxious about the rain and the setting sun, the view was worth it and we had no mishaps on our hike back to the car.

It was raining again on Monday, so we decided that rather than hiking, IMG_4071we would brave Pearl Harbour in the rain. I was surprised to see a large number of people there in their Ponchos, many carrying umbrellas like us. Our feet were saturated after walking around reading different memorials, but we had a reprieve when we went inside to watch a documentary about the attack on Pearl Harbour, before boarding a ferry to view the sunken USS Arizona.IMG_4074

The viewing dock that looks down onto the USS Arizona, has quite an eerie feeling, with the oil from the ship still rising to the surface of the water, and parts of the ship visibly rusting away. The fact that it was raining and the ceiling above us was not fully enclosed, requiring the use of our umbrella, only added to the atonal melody of grief and respect that hung in the air. We later boarded a submarine and investigated its innards. Serendipitously, the sun came out and we took photos of each other behind the machine gun rigs atop the submarine, and in front of the massive anchor monument on the land.

IMG_2493 (2)We then headed to an exquisitely authentic Mexican restaurant for lunch, simply called Mexico Restaurant. After lunch we drove to Pu’u Ualaka’a State Park, Diamond View Lookout, which is well worth the view of Honolulu. Diamond Head Crater, the city, the ocean and even Pearl Harbour can be seen from different vantage points.

On Tuesday morning we set out to conquer as much hiking as possible while the rain held off.IMG_2559 Our first port of call was Diamond Head. There are a lot of stairs leading up to the crater and it is about a thirty minute walk one way. If you are asthmatic, bring your puffer. We read reviews recommending that this walk be done in the early hours of the morning to avoid the humidity, so we set out at the crack of dawn and got some beautiful photos. There are lookouts along the way for some great views of the landscape. I also didn’t realise that Diamond Head crater itself has been overgrown by plants and is very green. I was looking for a rocky, dirty looking crater and it took me a moment to realise that I’d been looking at the crater the whole time I was climbing. I mentally adjusted and the site was well worth seeing. The view of the ocean is also gorgeous.

P1130299Lulumahu Falls is an interesting hike, especially after a lot of rain. My shoes were covered and filled with mud by the end of the walk and it was not the easiest trek. I would not recommend it for families with small children or people who feel unfit. Mind you, I can be a bit of a princess when it comes to hiking. I don’t really like feeling dirty, wading through streams of water, ducking under branches, feeling anxious about getting lost on a trail marked only by a few red ribbons and not clearly trodden. The waterfall at the end of this walk only looks a little different from Manoa Falls. There appears to be a bend in the falls at Lulumahu. To get a good picture in front of the falls may also require stepping into the pools of water, so it might be a good idea to bring swim suits. In fact, it could be a nice place to swim, but don’t forget the bug repellant–we were nearly eaten alive by mosquitos!IMG_2606

Having said all of that, I don’t regret taking this walk with my husband since some of the scenery on the way to the falls seemed to come right out of the movies–or maybe the ‘Lost’ television series–and engaged my imagination. What’s more, I had a real sense of achievement by the end of it. The mud, squishing and sliding between my toes wasn’t enough to deter me and I made it all the way there and back. It is about 2.5 miles roundtrip, but it felt like double that to me. If you have to choose between Lulumahu and Manoa, you are basically choosing between a more vigorous, adventure hike and a well-marked, fairly direct hike for similar views.

Our third trek that day was to the Lanikai Pillboxes. IMG_2638 This was an extremely steep, uphill and then–obviously–downhill hike. I advise using a branch as a walking stick. On your way up you will be grabbing for tree branches and rocks to pull yourself upward. On your way down, if it is muddy like it was for us, you may find yourself sliding down on your butt. Okay, I didn’t exactly IMG_2640slide down, but there were times I crouched low or sat on a rock to climb further down. Some parts of the walk are certainly easier than others, but when you get to the parts that are less step, you realise you are walking fairly close to a cliff face with no fence or other protection. I saw children doing this walk and wondered if I would have the guts to let my children do it in future. I thought back to my childhood and realised my parents probably wouldn’t have hesitated to send us walking uphill to burn off energy–after all, they had four kids! But you would definitely want your children to be careful on this kind of walk. The view on the way up, at the first pillbox and at the second are all amazing. The aqua ocean with scattered islands is picturesque. I felt a tad overwhelmed about getting to the second Pillbox and left that to my husband who said that the view from there is even more spectacular than the first!IMG_2621

We made two other stops that same day. One was to Nu’uanu Pali lookout which is a short walk from the carpark and overlooks the glorious mountains and cliff faces (Pali means cliffs), with uniquely jutting ridges. The other was to Kailua Beach where we ate our pre-made salad for lunch. If we’d had better weather that week, Kailua would have been exactly my kind of beach: perfect for sunbaking and reading a book, taking a nice long walk along the sand and a dip in the ocean, without attracting quite as many tourists as Waikiki.

Later in the week we visited Sandy Beach and Sunset Beach. The waves at Sandy beachP1130328 seemed much more tumultuous than in Kailua, but it is a gorgeous area and Sandy Beach is recommended for good sunrise pictures. This proved true for us on Wednesday morning. Sunset beach is on the other side of the island from Waikiki, has quite a large beach area and is another beach I wish I could have seen much more of. Sunset beach is obviously a highly recommended place to view the sunset in Oahu, but our sunset on Wednesday night was somewhat eclipsed by rainclouds.IMG_2695

Between our visits to Sandy beach and Sunset beach on Wednesday, we finally visited Waikiki beach and it was hot enough to sunbake. I was fascinated by the pink umbrellas outside the very pink, Royal Hawaiian Resort, and the view of Diamond head from Waikiki was sensational–if you don’t mind large quantities of tourists in your photographs. Waikiki was packed that day, and quite frankly, I prefer theIMG_2692 quieter beaches. But I like being able to say I’ve been there done that, and even swam briefly in the friendly waves where a lot of people were using paddle boards and canoes that can be hired on the beach.

We also visited Honolulu Zoo IMG_2707the day they happened to open the new penguin enclosure. We walked through the African Savanna, witnessed two rhinos mating, saw a small antelope called a Dik Dik, and the Fennec Fox that I found especially fascinating! There are a little over 30 enclosures, some beautiful murals and sculptures, reptile pools, bird aviaries, flamingos IMG_6478 (2)and komodo dragons; and it only takes a few hours to see the whole park.

The Cheesecake Factory came highly recommended, so we stopped there after the zoo and ordered two pieces of sensational cheesecake that we shared in the car on our drive to Sunset Beach. If you like cheesecake, then this really is a must with an extensive variety of flavours to tempt the palate. It is also a fully equipped restaurant with numerous other dishes on the menu.

My husband and I spent our first Thanksgiving as a married couple, in Oahu. We took a walk around the canal before the rain resumed, then went to the cinema to enjoy a movie–FYI cinemas in America are substantially cheaper than in Australia. IMG_6512My husband is American and we decided that a luau would be a great way to commemorate Thanksgiving that evening. Fortunately we only experienced mild showers at Paradise Cove. We hemmed and hawed about shopping in the Black Friday sales the next day and when we finally drove through Honolulu in the evening it was so packed that we couldn’t find parking and decided to head back to the hotel. Honolulu is definitely a happening place during the Thanksgiving sales with plenty of popular American shops selling clothes, jewellery, handbags etc. for the excited buyer.

On our last full day in Oahu, my husband and I decided to visit Sea Life ParkIMG_2950 IMG_4176where parts of 50 First Dates was filmed. Sea Life Park had a pricey entry fee and is even more expensive if you want to feed the seals, swim with the dolphins or closely interact with other water creatures. Having already swum with dolphins on the Big Island, we opted to just pay the entry fee. The park is also relatively small–much smaller than the zoo, and quick to get around. So whether or not it is worth the fee, depends on what you want to get out of the experience. The seal and dolphin shows we saw that day were absolutely fantastic and we were only rained on in the line while buying our tickets, so I would say we got most of our monies worth (if only the Australian dollar hadn’t been so weak at the time). There is also a bird aviary in the park–which seems perhaps a little strange for a park full of aquatic animals–but it was quite remarkable. It mostly contained peach-faced lovebirds and they were tame enough to eat out of people’s hands and perch on shoulders. My sister and brother-in-law, on the other hand, visited Waikiki Aquarium which was about three times cheaper. They enjoyed the varieties of fish they saw there, many of which are unique to Hawaii.

Before Sea Life Park, we walked the IMG_2857Makapu’u lighthouse trail. IMG_2873This is very close to Sandy Beach, Halona Blowhole (which I will write about next) and for us it was on the way to Sealife Park. It is a fairly easy, cement paved, uphill trail of 1.5 miles roundtrip with free parking. The lighthouse can be seen when you get partway to the top, but is no longer accessible to walk to. There seemed to be some construction work going on at the top while we were there, but the view of the coast from Makapu’u summit is gorgeous and the sunrise we saw while walking that day was breathtakingly beautiful. Apparently this is also a great viewing point during whale migration season which we were about one month too early to see.

If you go to Makapu’u, you’ll also want to stop in at P1130370Halona Blowhole. What I have discovered since visiting Oahu is that Halona Blowhole and the mysterious lava tube that there seems to be no map to, are one and the same thing. When we were there, the tide was out and we did not see the blowhole do its thing. I actually thought it was an inappropriate name, not realising that the hole only blows during high tide. But what we got to do is explore the lava tube while the tide was out. P1130382We climbed down to the small beach area encamped between the rocks, and found the entryway to the lava tube. This tube is smaller than Thurston lava tube on the Big Island, and feels more secretive and adventurous. If you walk until you have to crouch and then crawl through the far end of the lava tube you should come out on the other side of the road–we saw another couple do this. Personally we enjoyed our exploration of the tube closer to the seashore and took some great shots. I only regret that we didn’t come back at low tide to witness the blowhole.

There are so many things to do in Oahu; we barely scratched the surface. For more ideas about your trip to Hawaii check out my Hawaii board on Pinterest.