Comfort, according to Google, means “a state of physical ease and freedom from pain or constraint.”
I have to admit that for the last year or so, I have felt quite a bit of physical comfort. Quite a few lazy days & just soaking in some great family time It has been a great year & I thank God for the time.
But ever since we got back, we have been praying about what God might put on our hearts to do…
In Brittany’s last post Free, she mentioned me being hesitant about joining Mercy Ships. What she did not tell you is that parts of my flesh selfishly wanted her to wake up during one of those days and say she did not have peace about joining Mercy Ships. It sounds pretty bad I know, but I was in my “Comfort Zone” and didn’t want it to be disturbed.
Well, for about 10 days, I asked her each morning. Are you sure you want to uproot our family again and move to Texas to join Mercy Ships? The answer was “yes” each time.
I knew the Holy Spirit had given Brittany complete peace about this before me. Normally I’m the one pushing for us to go and do something. We had switched roles for this one though.
Each day I prayed about what to do and tried to reflect on what I felt/heard during that time. I was selfishly hoping God would give me a peace about saying “No” and just continuing on with our life here in St. James.
Don’t get me wrong. I LOVE what Mercy Ships is doing & want to be a part of it! Just not quite yet….I was enjoying this new found comfort & wanted more time in this “season” of life. The Holy Spirit would not let me say no though. I knew it was time to say Yes to something that just a year ago I said No to.
Have you ever had something like that pop up? You don’t really want to stop to feed that guy on the side of the road, but something won’t let you say no. You know the Holy Spirit is pushing you to say “Yes” & do it.
I think the Holy Spirit revealed to me that my motive to stay was selfishness, plain and simple. You see, I quite like the house God blessed us with, that we just finished renovating. I REALLY like that I have a wood shop in my garage. I enjoy my job! The list goes on…
It’s nice. It’s comfortable. It’s familiar.
Over Christmas I was visiting with some family and they asked about our upcoming trip to Mercy Ships. I stated that I was interested to see if God wanted us to serve with Mercy Ships at some point in the future. But I also stated that I was quite “comfortable” here and that frankly I’d rather stay & serve in St. James for some years.
For the last few months, I’ve replayed myself saying those words in my mind and frankly I wish I hadn’t…
I want to seek God with my whole life, not just add a little dose of God to the life Nick has planned out.
If that means getting uncomfortable or doing something not according to my “plan or timeframe” then so be it. I don’t want to get to the end of my life and tell God I lived the safest most predictable life possible. I want Him to know that I trusted Him completely, with everything in my life.
I have felt the struggles described in this verse at many points in the last several years.
For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will find it. -Matthew 16:25 (NIV)
I think we all go back and forth on this with different things. I am learning that everything in life is a season and there is no one size fits all. Everyone’s path is unique to them & they have to seek God for that. I would like to encourage you to not be afraid to lose a little bit of yourself and replace it with God.
Do you have something you know you should give up so you can seek God? Seriously, reply to this post….I’d love to hear it!