Uncomfortable

Hey all. I am in Halifax, getting used to the idea of having to be uncomfortable again, not knowing anyone, scrimping pennies on groceries, eating on the floor, sleeping on the floor, not knowing where things are, or how to get to those unknown places. But like all new things, the beginnings can often be uncomfortable, and slowly, they become more and more... comfortable. And perhaps that could be another problem, because we like to make our lives comfortable, naturally, or at least for me it seems a natural thing to work towards. But I wonder, is that the point. No probably not. God can call us to do many uncomfortable things, and when things become comfortable again, well there is no guarantee they will stay that way for long. But there can be rest, and there can be peace, and there can be joy... in all things.

I bought a rice cooker today. That thing is COMFORTABLE!