“In order to grow, get uncomfortable.”
That’s what they keep telling me, to step outside of my comfort zone in order to grow. I don’t know about you, but there is nothing I hate more then that uncomfortable feeling you get when you step out of your comfort zone.
It feels like you’re standing in front of a crowd buck-naked.
So many times in my life I’ve said, “thanks but no thanks” to the uncomfortable in order to avoid that feeling of buck-nakedness in front of the crowd.
But guess what? I keep getting called into situations of being uncomfortable.
“Ashlie, will you preach on Sunday?”
“How are you really feeling about this?”
“Ashlie, lets go talk to people we don’t know about Jesus.”
I wish I could say in the 2 months that I’ve been on the race, I’ve grown so much that I embrace the uncomfortable and go running towards it every single time its offered. But I don’t. I’ve said no to the uncomfortable here just like I did at home. I’ve gone running from it, refused to let myself be changed, all because it’s not the easy way out.
But the reality that I can’t grow until I embrace being uncomfortable has started to sink in. I want to grow this year. I want to come back to America in June better than when I left in July. I want growth in every area of my life this year, but if I refuse to embrace the uncomfortable then the worst thing that could happen this year would—I’d come back the same.
That's a reality that I'm not willing to accept this year. I will come back changed from this trip.
So I will preach even when I hate the attention, I will take the feedback even when it hurts, I will talk to strangers even when they look at me funny, I will love even when it’s going to hurt at the end of the month to say good-bye, I will embrace the uncomfortable every single day.
“Nobody ever died of discomfort, yet living in the name of comfort has killed more ideas, more opportunities, more actions, and more growth than everything else combined. Comfort kills!”- T. Harv Eker
