This Pew (Chair) Sure Is Comfy

I was at a friend’s house last night, hanging out, fixing their computer and started talking about church and ministry and stuff like that.  These are some close friends from our last church and we talked a little about where we have come from, where we are now and where we see ourselves going.  Also, we both agree that we feel like there is more out there and God is leading us to a greater work in Him.  So you never know, God may lead us into ministry together somehow and that would be cool.  It’s in His hands.

Something else we talked about was how hard it is to leave a known place that is comfortable and step into the unknown, on faith.  We stayed at our last church longer than we should have, probably, and even with everything going on that was not good, it was still better, in our minds, to remain in the comfortable, known environment, as opposed to stepping out and following God’s leading to something scary and unknown.

So, tonight, I’m sitting in my church, singing worship songs, and I had a realization…….what am I doing here?  This is not comfortable, it’s still new, I’m still not used to it, yet it seems right.  I was sitting in bachelor row with 2 good friends, and all 3 of our wives were elsewhere and I am starting to slowly plug in and make friends and connect.  But, still, it’s not comfortable!  I don’t have years of time in this place, I haven’t walked the halls late at night in complete darkness, yet I knew exactly where I was going.  I haven’t even set off the alarm late at night and been interrogated by the sheriff at this church yet. (I don’t even have a key and that’s a very good thing.)  I’m just here, just a regular person, learning, growing, worshipping and serving.

It’s good, I was a little too comfortable and probably holding onto things a little too tightly and I have seen God move in big ways in the last 10 months, since I first started letting go of all of that.

So, in honor of my uncomfortableness and because this is what came to mind tonight as I was singing, I bring back
Happy Plastic People!  woooohoooo the crowd cheers!!!!

See here if you missed the story behind these 2 rifle wielding plastic people.  I’m sorry to report that my guy seems to have lost his rifle and lost a hand and lost the girl.

He now holds a dum-dum instead of a rifle.  Man, that girl was tough.

I said all of this to say that it’s ok to step out of your comfort zone, alot of times, God can use you more effectively when you trust Him and not yourself.