comfort

There is a lot of change coming.

I have experienced the kind of change that slaps you in the face. The kind where you’re not prepared and it’s only by the grace of God that you survive. I certainly don’t want that again, but this is its own type of beast.

Anticipated, chosen change allows you to prepare. It also allows you to escape. To press eject. Go backwards. Return to normal.

I recently decided that before I can continue to move forward and prepare for change…

I need to grieve what I thought our future would be.

Grieve the safety I thought we were in. The safety of predictable money, of predictable schedules and houses and familiar faces. Of comfortable food and walks around our beautiful neighborhood, friendly neighbors, and bike rides to the park. These are things I haven’t been grateful for. I really haven’t given them a second thought. Now I know they will be gone. At least for a little while.

We will choose to leave the comfortable to find our peace.

Doesn’t that sound crazy?

Shouldn’t there be peace in predictability and comfort?

I looked up antonyms to comfort. What is the opposite of comfort? They were all negative…discontent, displeasure, unhappiness, gloom, inconvenience.  Inconvenience-this one is actually true.

It made me wonder.

Does comfort equal happiness?

Can we grow in comfort?

Do we learn when we’re comfortable?

Does the dictionary/google have it wrong? Is the opposite of comfortable bad?

I don’t have the answers, but I have an idea.

And we’re about to find out.