This morning I’m sitting in a comfortable space.
A long back yard to a stream that can majorly flood.
Oak trees de-leaved and bare-boned against a gray sky.
Green Grass. Light wind. Nice quiet room, well, almost.
When traveling and fluid with schedule
You go with the flow
When it floods? You adapt.
When it thunders and lighten? You hunker down.
For me? You pray it doesn’t get hot and humid!
All other situations I love, just not the discomfort of heat.
My thought this morning is about making life comfortable no matter what’s happening around you. Blend in. Don’t let a pout in your moment even if it’s not what you want.
I’ve learned when to talk, and when to cease from communication.
I’ve “read the room” and know who to stay away from, and where gravity of good vibes will lead.
Still, and this is just me, it’s in my nature to try and improve the space.
It’s like adapting the bed and covers to allow one to settle in to a deep “winter’s” sleep.
It’s like renting a car that has leg and headroom. Who cares what the color or brand!
It’s like wearing socks only becausee they support a weak ankle when you would much rather go sockless!
Make Your Comfortable Space, but don’t force it on anyone else. Nor should you force anyone to give up their space for you. Make Your Own.
I’ve thought a lot about a particular scripture dealing with the concept of comfort. The early church had a “Saul” who was hell-bent on ending their lives – but after “Saul” became “Paul” with a fresh approach to life, they found a new comfort.
“Then (after Paul’s conversion) the churches throughout all Judea, Galilee, and Samaria had peace and were edified. And walking in the fear of the Lord and in the comfort of the Holy Spirit, they were multiplied.” (Acts 9:31, NKJV)
Sometimes the discomfort in the room is a person.
Most often, at least for me, it’s the termperature.
To each his own, I suppose.
But I will find comfort in whatever stituation I’m found to be in, even it it means exiting to a treasured place.