"The heart of man plans his way,but the Lord establishes his steps."
In three months, I will be heading south to begin studies at Southern Baptist Theological Seminary in Louisville, KY. For the first time in my life, I am moving away from home. I commuted during all four and a half years of college, and I saw my childhood friends just about every week. I've never felt a sustained sense of...lostness. (Unless you count the mornings when I wake up forgetting what day we're in.) I've known nothing but home. I've been comfortable.
Don't misunderstand me. I am not moving primarily to "get away" and force myself into the unknown. I do sense a call to serve in church ministry of some kind so I believe seminary is the next best step for me. Yet, I am also aware that comfort can be an idol--and often is. When I make decisions (or don't make them) based strictly on whether or not I will remain comfortable, I have raised that feeling on a pedestal it is not worthy of having.