I was
sitting at the verandah of the house at Corindi Beach just looking at the
houses at the back of the property. Each
house has a fence or some sort of a border around it. It’s strange that I suddenly felt that this whole world is restricting. I then remembered what a good friend of mine
had once said…the systems that we created in this world and for the inhabitants
of this world are senseless and sometimes pointless. I didn't understand what he had said then but now I think I do.
The universe above is expansive, borderless and seemingly
infinite and here I am wondering how on earth did we ever get to this point
that we had to put fences around our houses, pay someone for a piece of land
that could never be truly yours (because we all die and the minerals underneath
belongs to the government), and worked on average 30 years of your life paying
for a small piece of land and a piece of cardboard plonked on it. We succumbed
into this earthly system duped into thinking that we are doing something for
eternity when you can't predict tomorrow.
I then started looking at my own life, how hard I have worked in order
to provide to the detriment of my own relationships. I now look at this world differently, the
material now seemed pointless. The true
beauty that of this world is what the Creator has given everyone for free: the
white mountain peaks, the blue green ocean, the milky lakes, the northern and southern lights, the
red monolith, the rainbows, the orange sunrise, the lush grass, the energy of
the cascading falls, the fruits from the trees, the flower blossoms, the
laughter of the child, the hugs and cuddles, the time spent with someone
special, the death of JC on the cross…they are priceless and they are for
free. And yet we have deceived ourselves
that we could buy happiness from the temporal things of this world.
I remember what Uncle Bob Randall had mentioned in the video
‘Kanyini’ - the land that we walk on
is free, it belongs to everyone. We
share from its’
produce, we look after it by letting it rest to give it time to replenish itself then we
come back to it and enjoy what it freely gives us. We don’t take everything but only what we need.
Looking around me, the fences tells me that this is my
property, I will share it if I want to but warn people to keep off it. The boundaries are made to repel others. It’s my little piece of paradise or is it? It’s actually my little piece of liability just to make my life
miserable that I have to work hard all my life to pay for and then subject the
next generation to pay for my debt should I die suddenly without an
insurance. Oh, the insurance is not
free. People work so hard that they
couldn’t enjoy spending
time with their children. I have spent
most of my time working for what isn’t free instead of being with my girls and enjoy the beauty of
this world that are given for free. I
have subjected myself to a rotten system.
The system tells us this is what it should be so we put on a
mask, a façade, a monkey suit and act the role that the system had set. We become professional actors. Some have immersed themselves in the role and
had made it their identity, losing who they really are. And most of us have surrendered to that system, giving it
permission to mould us and direct us.
Some of us do not know any other way and although some may do, their
choice is restricted by yet another system.
Those who are wiser have use the system to work for them and they are
rewarded, some move on and succumbed themselves to another. We are stuck except for those little choices
that we could make. And some of those
little choices have spelt for us a whole heap of trouble because we have pushed
the boundaries – we have moved the system’s fence.
So much of
what is in this world is the antithesis of who God is: His infinite and borderless love. The love that knows no fence, no limits, the
love that does not repel but invites.
The love that draws people - any person, any race, any colour, the good
and the bad for He makes the sun shines on both. The love that gives, that forgives, that
heals. The love that says His mercies
are new every morning. The love that
extends from east to the west. The love
that starts each day that says ‘I am your Bright Morning Star’ and ends with ‘I
am the Southern Cross Star next to you’.
JC lived a simple life and that is exactly what I want to do. 
