I love feeling comfortable. I live for moments where it's ever so cool outside, light rain maybe, and I'm wrapped in a warm fuzzy blanket that feels like the inside of a rabbit's ear, with my pup snuggled up next to me, and my husband cuddled by my side on our cozy couch... like that is what I live for. I LOVE feeling comfortable. This is the image I think of when I consider being comfortable; like being in a space where everything is right and I have no worries, or agitation, or fears, or wonderings, but my being is at peace.
And yet, so many times throughout scripture and in leadership lessons we're warned to not remain comfortable. Why? Why can't we just live in this sweet state of being where nothing is wrong and we're cozy as can be?
I've lived most of my life in a state of discomfort. I've endured many seasons of valleys and deserts, but grown and learned through most of it. I've learned that my feelings do not dictate God's presence, and my emotions play no part in who God is or what He is capable of doing. And so in moments when I am uncomfortable, I can rest assured that God is in fact still very much the same and not in any way shape or form affected by my current state. I however, am very affected by my discomfort. I often fight it, I complain and I kick or holler, but in the midst of my fighting, God is preparing my blanket on the cozy couch for the moment when I'm able to join Him.
While I may know that these seasons of discomfort are for my good, I am human, and so I run from them, or rather sit in place and refuse to run (anyone else?). Sometimes in my mind it seems easier to remain in the comfort of what I've known or trusted, then to go out into the unknown or unchartered territory. But how many know that fighting God's will is rarely the "easier" way. And so eventually we must resolve that the temporary discomfort is well worth the struggle, in order to receive the consistent comfort of knowing we are walking in alignment with God's will.
For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worth comparing with the glory that is to be revealed to us. | Romans 8:18
It's in seasons of discomfort that we move. We can't very well move when we're planted on a comfy couch, let alone have the desire to do so. It's in seasons of discomfort that we learn. We learn all about who God is and all about who we are; the stuff we're truly made of. We can say all day long we have faith and we believe in a miracle-working God, but until we can put our money where our mouth is, they're just words. Discomfort allows us to exercise our faith. And so, it's in seasons of discomfort that we grow. We grow towards the heavenlies and we grow deep into the soil of our foundation. We grow towards becoming the women (or men) of God that He has called us to be. Discomfort is actually better than comfort. I know, it seems backwards. But for me, it seems as though one is our fight and the other our reward, though both are good and healing for us.
Comfort allows us to rest in God's presence and recount the ways He moved. Discomfort allows us to get up off our seat and actually live the stories we'll recount in later days. And so, let us not discount the season of discomfort we may find ourselves in today. It is building for us a greater glory to come.
"He will not let you stumble; the one who watches over you will not slumber. The Lord himself watches over you. The Lord stands beside you as your protective shade." PSALM 121
All the best, Mel