Comfortable

11.08.2010

The art of being in a comfort zone is something that I have perfected. I am not proud of this fact, but it is true. As much as I say that I want God to stretch me, I am not terribly sure that that is true. I like knowing where I am at all times and what to expect and not being in pain from a trial or discipline.

I hate that. I really do.

But as much as I hate it, am I willing to let go of the things that I let make me comfortable? Money? That's a hard one. Possibly the hardest one. I like the cushion. I like feeling that financial protection.

What about the provision that God has over me daily...no, by the minute, His hand is guiding every step I make. What about leaning on that? What about recognizing the cushion that it provides?

I took a HUGE leap out of my comfort zone this weekend. Want to know how long it's taken me to gather up the courage and faith to take that leap? At least a year. How awful is that? I know that God loves me no matter how long it may take, but that is frustrating. This was not something that could necessarily take a year, but like I've said before, I am an avoid-er. On some level, I honestly and truly believe that if I push something out of my mind and don't face it head on, it'll go away. Yes I know, I'm crazy for thinking that is how it could possibly work, but I am human.

And I am me. I am impatient, fearful and above all, loved. Despite the first two things, I am loved. By my family, my husband, my friends and God. The most perfect being to ever walk on this earth, believes that I am worthy of love. How awesome of a thought? No matter how much I doubt that fact, myself or even Him, He loves me regardless. Praise God!

I read Hebrews 11 today and if you're not familiar with that chapter, please read it. One verse {or part of it rather} really struck a chord in my heart and spirit;

...and he went out not knowing where he was going...by faith he went to live in the land of promise --Hebrews 11:8-9

The leap that I took this weekend? I have no idea what the response will be or what will come of it. The enemy has tried to tell me his take on it, but God has silenced him. I have to believe that good will come of it and that God has been preparing this long before me.

Pastor Livingston's message yesterday was incredible and I am so thankful for the man that God placed in our church and in our lives. He looks out for our souls. Not just what we want to hear, but what we need to hear. I may not leave every Sunday with warm and fuzzies, but I always leave wanting to better myself for the glory of God. One thing he said yesterday was this;

"When you look at the storm through Jesus rather than the other way around, you will rejoice and pray like it's breathing"


Praying and rejoicing...they can't be separated. The more you pray, the more you'll feel like rejoicing. And vice versa.

So if God trying to pull you out of your comfort zone and you're fighting tooth and nail, let go.

The other side is so worth it.

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