Is there a way to avoid either extreme—to accept our limitations, yet still stretch out to a better self? I think there is. It’s another form of balance. And it has a lot to do with trusting God. The God who made you who you are.
The God who wants to make you even better. These days I’m experiencing that kind of growth firsthand. I still dislike travel. I savor home, and I imagine I always will. I have lots of little home habits that help me feel balanced and secure.
But now I have a job (and a calling) that requires me to stretch out of my comfort zone. I work with a ministry for girls and their mothers that sponsors events across the country, and I need to show up personally at many of them.
All this opens me up to changes that sometimes create discomfort. But I want to go with God where He calls me. And He’s made it fairly clear to me that this season of my life is about travel and staying in places that are unfamiliar.
I have learned to branch out, to accept that God will accompany me, to allow newness to take hold in my soul. I have moved to a new level of dependence on Him for my security. And I have found that the things He is planning for my life are actually fun, enjoyable. I’m being stretched, but I’m finding I’m far more flexible than I ever thought possible.