Life and Purpose by daniel hamlin

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Being flawed doesn’t disqualify us from living a life of purpose. We might make mistakes, but God doesn’t. And the very fact that you are alive on this earth proves that you have a divine purpose. But it’s unlikely we will find purpose and fulfillment in life by looking for it on social media or the internet. Chances are we will get anxious and discouraged as we compare our lives to everyone else’s highlight reels. I’m not saying social media or the internet are inherently bad (I obviously use them regularly), but they shouldn’t be our barometer for what is normal or fulfilling in life. 

One of the first lessons Jesus began to teach when He started His earthly ministry was that we have to start thinking differently from the way this world does. The kingdom of God operates in a completely different manner than how the kingdoms of this world do. So it stands to reason that in order to find the fulfillment and purpose God intends for our lives we can’t expect to find it the way popular culture has taught us to. We are constantly being told to strive for wealth and horde whatever resources we attain, to look out for self above everything, to scratch and claw our way to the top. Self-promotion takes the place of healthy ambition, and building our own empire takes the place of encouraging others. 

Jesus said to truly find life in this world we must be willing to lose it. He wasn’t simply referring to martyrdom, He was referring to our ability to remove ourselves off the throne of our own heart. In other words, are we willing to kill narcissism in ourselves? True fulfillment cannot cohabit with narcissism, the two are incompatible. If we live life with the goal of magnifying and promoting self we will find in the end we have pursued a futile endeavor, devoid of the capacity to provide anything resembling purpose and fulfillment. 


Christmas by daniel hamlin

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I love December. Christmas is around the corner and everyone seems a little festive. Plus where I live we tend to get beautiful, crisp autumn days during December. It’s hard not to enjoy Christmas. 

Some years ago just days before Christmas a few friends and I backpacked into an isolated surf spot to camp. We set up our tents on a ridge overlooking the waves. The sunset looked as if heaven itself were casting it’s light over the vast Pacific; the colors were magnificent. 

The hike isn’t super long, but it can be a bit grueling. Due to the landscape it is easy to draw comparisons to somewhere in the Middle East. And since we returned home on Christmas Eve it’s not surprising my mind went to Mary and Joseph and the trek they made to Bethlehem some two thousand years ago. For a long time now I’ve been quite fascinated by what it cost them (particularly Mary) to birth and raise the Savior of the world. 

Just getting to Bethlehem was a miracle in itself. When they made their trek to Bethlehem Mary was almost nine months pregnant. It’s not like there were cars in those days, and they weren’t wealthy enough to have some sort of coach transport them. They would have made the five day journey by foot and the aid of a donkey. Imagine being almost nine months pregnant and having to backpack through the desert for five days; it’s hard to comprehend, yet they did it. 

Beside the logistical nightmare of getting to Bethlehem, Joseph and Mary would have to endure heavy disdain from their peers due to Mary’s miraculous conception. Rather than believe the miracle that took place, most people assumed Mary was promiscuous and got pregnant the old fashioned way. She would have to carry that stigma for the rest of her life. In that culture it wasn’t something people would forget and move on from. Joseph would have to carry a similar stigma, his peer group questioning his wife’s faithfulness and love. And even Jesus would have to endure a lifetime of ridicule, being mocked about not knowing who His dad really was.

Joseph and Mary would have been aware these things would happen to them by saying yes to the Lord in this matter. Something they likely wouldn’t have realized though was the fact that Jesus would have to ultimately die in the most humiliating and demeaning fashion possible. Mary would have to helplessly watch as her perfect son was falsely accused, given a mock trial, beaten senselessly, and ultimately killed as a criminal. But yet, they said yes to the Lord and it resulted in salvation to the world.

I often think about what I will say to Mary when I see her in heaven. I know it is Jesus who forgives us and takes our sin away, but I can’t help but want to apologize to Mary as well. You see, it was my sin that made it necessary for her firstborn to be crucified. It was my sin that He came to pay for. It was my sin that caused Him to be hung on that cross while Mary had to watch on in horror. In the divine plan of heaven Joseph and Mary were ultimately rewarded far more than any hardships they had to endure here on earth. But still, it’s hard for me not to feel responsible for the agony Mary had to endure while her son was crucified. 

Joseph and Mary give me hope. They were as human as you and I. They had the same shortcomings, the same temptations, the same failures. Yet God used them in the greatest miracle He’s ever performed on earth. He used them because they said yes. I can only hope and pray that I will respond to the Lord in similar manner in my life. 

I’m sorry Mary, but thank you for saying yes.      

Mt Cook by daniel hamlin

 New Zealand, 2017.

New Zealand, 2017.

I’d been driving for a few hours when I reached the lake. I hadn’t intended to stop other than for a few minutes to snap a photo or two of Mt Cook in the distance. I pulled off the highway and found a little carpark close to the water. There was a patch of grass under some pine trees with a view of the mountains in the distance. It was too peaceful not to stay awhile. I sprawled out in the grass and listened to the quiet. Birds talked, a subtle wind graced the pines, and the lake seemed to sparkle from the sunlight. Contentedly lying in the grass, childhood memories knocked at the back of my conscience. I was on the opposite side of the world, visiting a country I had never been to, immersed in this foreign landscape for the first time, yet somehow it felt familiar. 

It is quite intriguing that certain smells, or sounds, or landscapes can trigger memories. Even more intriguing to me is how they can also trigger memories or feelings of a place or time I haven’t experienced. For example, when I’m hiking along a mountain trail or gazing on an untouched coastline I often feel as though I’m being reminded of somewhere, even though I may never have been there before. It seems to trigger a hidden desire for a place I want to be. No matter how much I try, the desire never does get satisfied. I don’t claim to know the reason why, but I think CS Lewis may have been close when he said, “If I find in myself a desire which no experience in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that I was made for another world. If none of my earthly pleasures satisfy it, that does not prove that the universe is a fraud. Probably earthly pleasures were never meant to satisfy it, but only to arouse it, to suggest the real thing. If that is so, I must take care, on the one hand, never to despise, or to be unthankful for, these earthly blessings, and on the other, never to mistake them for the something else of which they are only a kind of copy, or echo, or mirage.”

Ireland by daniel hamlin

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It was the end of a 5-week tour for When Oceans Rise and Ireland was the last stop. In a few days I’d be on a plane home to sunny California, but for now I just enjoyed exploring the cold, damp streets of this small coastal community. It might be because I’m more interested in finding waves, but I rarely go to popular tourist destinations when I travel. I don’t dislike them or anything, I just usually find myself in small villages, talking to strangers, walking the main street, trying to get a sense of what a place is like for those who live there. If a popular tourist site happens to be near waves then I might visit it, but if not chances are you will find me somewhere more like this little village.

As the rain let up I found the local pub, ordered dinner, and listened to the locals next to me excitedly recount the waves they just surfed over rounds of Guinness. I understood their excitement, I just surfed them too. Those kind of waves are hard to forget. But so were the mashed potatoes—some of the best I’ve had.    

England by daniel hamlin

 England, 2016.

England, 2016.

I don’t remember the name of this little village on the English coastline, but I was directed here by a few different people. Driving north from Newquay along narrow country roads, my pulse escalates a little as the beach comes into view. I pull into the carpark, turn my windshield wipers to intermittent and sit for a while. The steady drizzle and green hills providing an odd comfort. Debating whether to surf or not, I decide the waves aren’t worth making my sore throat and aching head any worse. A quick exploration of the village yields a cozy coffee shop to retreat to. I order and find a seat as the drizzle escalates outside. I sit alone, contently enjoying my drink and wonder at how I ended up in this random village on the coast of England. 

Lift up your eyes by daniel hamlin

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Lift up your eyes on high and see who has created these things…Isaiah 40:26

Oswald Chambers says in regard to Isaiah’s command to lift our eyes to the heavens, “The people of God in Isaiah’s time had blinded their minds’ ability to see God by looking on the face of idols. But Isaiah made them look up at the heavens; that is, he made them begin to use their power to think and to visualize correctly. If we are children of God, we have a tremendous treasure in nature and will realize that it is holy and sacred. We will see God reaching out to us in every wind that blows, every sunrise and sunset, every cloud in the sky, every flower that blooms, and every leaf that fades…The real test of spiritual focus is being able to bring your mind and thoughts under control. Is your mind focused on the face of an idol? Is the idol yourself? Is it your work? Is it your idea of what a servant should be, or maybe your experience of salvation and sanctification? If so, then your ability to see God is blinded….If your power to see has been blinded, don’t look back on your own experiences, but look to God”

Chambers calls this ability to see God’s fingerprints in His creation “sanctifying our imagination.” Recently I’ve felt the Lord remind me not to let my vision dwindle. But if we want to maintain longevity in vision, it will require sanctifying our imagination. Chambers doesn’t mean we pretend to see God, he means we respond to the countless number of ways God reveals Himself on a daily basis. His creation provides a timeless testimony of His love and existence for those who are willing to look.

Astrophysicist and author Ethan Siegelsaid this, “When you put it all together, it means the most astounding fact about the Universe is this: that it exists in such a way that it can be understood at all.” I'm not sure what Ethan Siegel believes pertaining to God, but he brings up an excellent point. The fact that creation exists in an understandable way (that it has laws of nature and mathematical equations that bring a uniformity to it and keep it from being utterly chaotic) testifies to the fact that God has designed His creation in such a way so as to lead us to Himself. His creation declares Him to us. We can receive His testimony or we can reject it, but it would be a tragedy to ignore it; at the very least it deserves a response. 

The story behind the photo by daniel hamlin

 Photo:  Matt Lusk

Photo: Matt Lusk

This photo is one of my favorites. Matt Lusk took it and I used it for the cover of When Oceans Rise. I get asked about this photo a lot so I figured I’d share the story of how it came about. 

It was circa November 2012 on the Outer Banks of North Carolina in Cape Hatteras. This was the first Nor’easter of the season and there weren’t many places to surf this day. The winds were howling and the ocean was essentially out of control. When it gets like that the Lighthouse is about the only option. Whenever I’m on the Outer Banks I stay with Jesse Hines. Jesse is one of my closest friends and biggest sources of inspiration. He is a world-class surfer who had a long and successful career as a professional, known mostly for surfing some of the world’s scariest waves. I’ve surfed with him enough to know that when he gets really excited about the wave forecast it generally means I’m going to be terrified.  

Jesse and I made our way south from his house toward Hatteras. We checked a few spots along the way but everything was disorganized and too big for the sandbars to handle. When we arrived at the Lighthouse we met up with Matt Lusk and Brett Barley. Brett is a successful professional as well and enjoys the same types of waves as Jesse. 

The waves looked anything but inviting: rain, howling winds, cleanup sets that just washed through the line-up, lots of close-outs, and you could literally see the river-like current that the Lighthouse is known for. I thought it would be easy to convince them not to paddle out. But every once in a while there would be a random wave that looked almost makeable and that was enough to get Jesse and Brett interested. 

As they suited up I debated if it was worth joining them. Not wanting to be the only one who didn’t give it a go I decided I’d suit up as well. We began the paddle out together and before I had time to think I got swept down the beach. I was separated from Jesse and Brett rather quickly but kept paddling. After a bit of nonstop duck diving I looked back to see where I was and realized the current had already taken me well past where I needed to be. I turned around and headed back to shore feeling a bit sheepish for not making it out. 

The photo was taken as I stood there contemplating whether or not I wanted to try the paddle out again. Jesse and Brett are two of the best surfers I’ve ever seen in those types of conditions. As I watched them struggle to find a surf-able wave I realized that it was far out of my league. I waited at the waters edge for about fifteen minutes to see if the ocean would have a lull long enough to let me get out to the line-up, but it was relentless. I finally decided to leave it to the pros and I headed back to the car. It was very humbling not to make it out, even more humbling when your friends do and you don’t. 

I really wanted to get a good surf photo that day, and I figured the only way it would be possible was to actually catch a wave. The fact I didn’t even stand up on a wave is a testament to Matt Lusk’s talent as a photographer—making lemonade out of lemons. I love how he captured the scale of what paddling out on a day like that is really like. Often photos have a way of taming the experience, making the reality of the situation seem less critical or threatening. Part of what I love about it is how Lusk was able to not only capture the scale but also the feeling and the moment of contemplation. Anyone who’s paddled out on a big day knows that feeling and has certainly had that inner dialogue about whether or not it’s worth it.    

Another reason I like this photo is that it reminds me that God’s grace is as relentless as the ocean. It’s amazing how He is able to bring something good out of any situation. I would’ve never imagined one of my favorite photos would come from one of my most humbling surf experiences. It reminds me of something I heard my friend say one time. He said, “God is able to win with any hand.” Sometimes life has a way of making it difficult to believe that statement, but then I look at this photo and I’m reminded if God did it once He can do it again.  

Road Map by daniel hamlin

 I was at the bottom of New Zealand's South Island when I stumbled upon this empty beach break. With not another surfer in sight, it was a pretty special surf in a very special place, and another great example of why I love God's creation so much. 

I was at the bottom of New Zealand's South Island when I stumbled upon this empty beach break. With not another surfer in sight, it was a pretty special surf in a very special place, and another great example of why I love God's creation so much. 

“God created man in His own image, in the image of God He created him; male and female He created them. God blessed them; and God said to them…” Genesis 1:27-28a

What was the purpose of creation? Why did God create this universe and us?  Notice in the account of the creation of man, the first thing God did was to bless man and converse with him. His first order of business with us upon our creation was not only to bless us, but also to start a dialogue with us. This should immediately tell us two things. The first is that God desires to bless us; His intentions toward us are good ones. He wants what’s best for us (Jeremiah 29:11). The second thing it tells us is that God has always intended for us to have a personal relationship with Him.  In Romans 1:20 it says, “For since the creation of the world His invisible attributes, His eternal power and divine nature, have been clearly seen, being understood through what has been made, so that they are without excuse.” God made creation in such a way so that we can understand it, and He did this in order to draw us to Himself. His creation stands as a testament to us, declaring His existence in order that we might enter a relationship with Him. 

            As a surfer, I have often considered the source of my playground. For instance, if earth had no atmosphere the oceans would evaporate. Yet our planet has an atmosphere that allows for life to flourish as well as for our oceans to flourish. Or did you know that waves are actually a restoring force to calm the surface of the ocean when it has been disturbed? The very waves we ride, the activity that brings so much joy and peace to surfers, is a result of God’s intricate handiwork designed to restore and calm the oceans. Is it any wonder that waves have a similar affect in a surfer’s life?

            Tides play an important role in our daily surfing lives since each wave breaks differently depending upon the tide. Science has allowed for us to understand how tides work and thus predict them, so we monitor the tides and determine where we are going to surf based on that information. But the very fact that we exist in a world that we can understand, the fact that the universe exists in a way so that we have the ability to understand it through reason and logic and natural laws is one of the most astonishing facts about creation. Astrophysicist and author Ethan Siegel said this, “When you put it all together, it means the most astounding fact about the Universe is this: that it exists in such a way that it can be understood at all.” 

God made His creation in an intricate yet understandable way so as to draw us to Himself. It is as though He left us a road map to Himself, a road map that the human mind has the capacity to read and understand.