I keep running into Pins/blog posts/tweets with this theme of really living by getting out of your comfort zone.
Well, I like my comfort zone thank you very much.
It’s hard enough for me to get out of my pajamas, let alone my comfort zone.
I imagine the people jumping on this bandwagon must be mountain-climbing, sky-diving, thrill-seeking adventurers.
That’s not me. I’m the one who sat in the car with the hot chocolate in high school until the crazy sled riders were ready for it.
No matter how I look at it…I’m not a risk taker…or daredevil…or step-out-of-my-comfort-zoner.
But here’s the thing: For those of us who like to have both feet on the ground…a detailed plan for our day, week, life…
Getting out of the comfort zone…your comfort zone…is less about doing the risky, daring, dangerous thing and more about letting go of the comfort of your perceived control over life.
Being comfortable doesn’t take faith.
Being comfortable doesn’t take courage.
No glory is found in the comfortable.
If you only stick to situations you can control 100%…the comfortable ones…then yeah, maybe you’re not really living.
An artist can’t impact the world by staying in the comfort zone.
Advances in medical research don’t happen because researchers choose comfort.
My daughter doesn’t grow up believing she can change the world if she has a mom who prefers the comfortable.
My son doesn’t grow up with a desire to help people a world away who desperately need help when his dad chooses to stay in his comfort zone.
My friends aren’t blessed by our friendship if I only stick to the comfortable topics.
So the next time I have the chance to choose between comfort and the uncontrollable…the thing that might rock the boat…I’ll try to choose the boat rocking. At the very least, I’ll make some bigger waves.
And big waves can be fun for those standing on the shore.
How are you at the uncomfortable things…?