Been thinking about it a lot lately.

It doesn’t feel good.

It stretches, it pulls, it pushes.

It goes way beyond where we want it to.

Sometimes it actually hurts.

Actually, it hurts a lot of times.

Sometimes it’s good for us.

Sometimes it’s good for others.

Sometimes it hurts us.   Actually a lot of times it does.

But it doesn’t feel good.  

It’s different for each person.   Quite often it’s different for different times in life and even different  different times in the day.

Some people fight it.

Some people embrace it.

Some encourage others to join them in it.

What is it?

Uncomfortable.

“But it feels uncomfortable!”

“But I don’t like to talk to people I don’t know!”

“But I freeze if I have to talk in front of a crowd.”

“But I like to pretend that everyone has enough food to eat.”

“But I like to pretend that everyone is warm and dry when it’s cold and rainy.”

“But I like to think that everyone who comes to church on Sunday morning is as happy as they look.”

“But I like to think that racism doesn’t exist.”

“But it feels really yucky when people remind me that not everything is good.”

Uncomfortable.   It’s not a fun way to be.

But as long as poverty exists, there will be uncomfortable.

As long as mental illness exists, there will be uncomfortable.

As long as people won’t love their neighbor as themselves, there will be uncomfortable.

As long as malnutrition exists, there will be uncomfortable.

As long as corruption exists, there will be uncomfortable.

As long as human trafficking exists, there will be uncomfortable.

As long as illegal drugs still find their way on to the streets, there will be uncomfortable.

God hasn’t called us to be comfortable.   He’s said we’ll have plenty of time for that in Heaven.

God has called us to be a light in the darkness.

It’s hard to push back the dark.