I am learning that comfort is an illusion. Particularly in the context of ‘comfort zones’.
I consider myself an introvert. I feel spent after an hour in social settings. I need to retreat into my shell for hours to recharge. I prefer time alone with my thoughts. I’m most comfortable in my own space and there are really only 2 or 3 people around whom I truly come alive.
But God is putting me to the test. In seeking his kingdom, I must seek fellowship with his people. In wanting more of Christ, I yearn for connection with believers, and fellowship in the Body. I yearn to venture beyond my comfort zone, and feel rather comfortable in that endeavour. I am having to learn to pursue connections in a way that has upturned my understanding of myself and my introversion.
Most people don’t believe me when I say I’m an introvert. Usually, I would try to convince them otherwise. I would hurry to tell them not to mistake confidence for extroversion, assure them I’ve had years of practice in public speaking, debating, performing arts, etc. Now I just smile a grateful, knowing smile. I’m coming to understand that something bigger is at play. Those aren’t the reasons I don’t pass as an introvert.
It could only be grace – a common comfort.
– Lele M
Lele Muthali 