I hate when I feel so comfortable with my life. I hate when it feels like I'm just going through the motions. When each day is the same as the last and a template for the next. When each weekend is predictable and ends with a feeling of waste.
But the truth is, I'm a coward. I ask God to shake things up in my life - to offer me new opportunities; ways out of my comfort zone. And when those opportunities are presented, I shy away from them. I make excuses about it not being the right time. I make excuses about the people and things I'll miss. I make excuses that it's just not convenient for anyone.
This perpetuates a vicious circle. I get uncomfortable with the fact that I'm so comfortable with my life -> I look for opportunities to make me uncomfortable -> I get uncomfortable with the idea of leaving my comfort zone -> I find comfort in my static life -> I get uncomfortable with the fact that I'm so comfortable with my life
I know I'm not the only one that experiences this. In fact, I'd venture to say at least 95% of people experience exactly this.
So should I bury the gifts that God has given me? Put them away until it seems like the path is clear and convenient?
Or should I make a move away from comfort? Take a leap, trust God, follow my heart?
The answer seems obvious, right?
Then how come I always seem to pick the wrong answer?