This weekend I paid to be uncomfortable.  I travelled less than 100 miles to sleep on the floor of a building, eat with homeless men and women, play with refugee children from Burma, paint an office building, deliver blankets to the needy and worship in the midst of it all.  It was an amazing experience called Urban Plunge.  You can check out their website at: and see for yourself the most awesome short-term-close-to-home-out-of-your-comfort-zone experience.

It was amazing to step into the hearts and soul of our nearest city and see the needs.  Some we were able to meet, some we were just observing.

It reminds us that being uncomfortable makes us feel....well, uncomfortable.  We strive to keep ourselves comfortable and stable and that makes our lives neat and tidy.  But real life isn't neat and tidy.  It is messy, it is broken, it is ugly and stubborn and mean and beautiful and lovely and hope-filled all at the same time.  I don't want to be comfortable, happy, and selfish.  I want to be useful and worship-filled.

Check it out, you won't regret it.