Getting Comfortable with Being Uncomfortable

Being out of my comfort zone is beginning to feel like the new normal.

It began earlier this summer as we began to pack up or give away our belongings (see pictures). As we packed the boxes and stashed them away, it was clear that we were putting away more than just what was physically in those boxes. What was in those boxes symbolized our comforts: our favorite items, most of our clothes, and many of the things we used every day. We were packing up our comfort zone.boxes1boxes2

It continued as we quit our jobs. Although we often said that we trusted God to be our provider, but did we really? We began to be stretched in this area, as all volunteers on the Africa Mercy need to raise support to stay aboard. The financially security we built around our own ability to provide ourselves was disappearing. In its place, a more authentic trust in God began growing.

The move from our comfort zone continued as we realized that our lifestyle, jobs, the culture(s) around us, the foods, the people, and more were all shifting. There is so little you can fit into two fifty pound bags and a few carry-ons (see picture).

Please pray for us during this time of transition.

–Briana

I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress,  my God, in whom I trust.” Psalm 91:2