I have always been very comfortable running in my middle to upper middle class circles. But The last few years have been ones of lessening comfort. As I seek to know and walk with Jesus, I find that he calls me out of my comfort. To a neighborhood where people don't look like me, dress like me, or talk like me. To a job that takes me to the end of myself and then some. Out of singlehood into marriage. From childless to soon-to-be father.
It is a blessing for me to walk in the brokenness that is a result of, among other things, discomfort.
Because it is in the deeps of this discomfort that Christ meets me and is enough.
