I think I understand better now, why Jesus moved and walked around so much instead of staying in one place - well, at least one of the reasons...
We get too comfortable too quickly. Our beds, our couch, our pillow, our food, our family and friends, our language - all these things become our comfort zones. We start finding our comfort in them instead of finding it in the Comforter Himself.
Today we saw, served, loved and worked with people who have become comfortable... Comfortable in their uncomfortable state. Comfortably stuck in their poverty of spirit. In their helplessness, their sickness, their depression, their homelessness. It broke my heart and I'm sure it breaks God's heart even more - to see people with so much to give, with Him having so much to give to them - people created with so much potential, but instead of claiming what is theirs, they hide their light under a bucket. They hold on to the same darkness that kills them.
This is true of all of us, and even on our journey I could see this. The moment we stay more than a week in a place, I start gettingg comfortable and the moment God asks me to step out of the boat - to step out in faith - I have a mini freak out..
Because we love our comfort zone, and we love having rights.
But serving, following God, having faith goes along with immediate obedience, and that almost always means that somewhere we will have to lay down our rights, step out of the boat and start walking out of our comfort zones, knowing where and in Whom our comfort actually lies.
The truth is that we all have times like this. Times where we get stuck in our comfort zones, whether that be relationships or habits that are slowly killing us or any of the above mentioned.
We get stuck in what we know. Because we are comfortable in what we know and the uncertainty of the uncomfortable scares us way too much to step out. We would much rather hold on to our discomfort with all we have than let it go - even if letting go meant a better life or promise of joy and healing.
Our comfort zones become the danger zones that slowly kill us... Are you willing to step out of yours or are you willing to step out of yours or are you waiting for the boat to sink first?
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