I'm heading down to Florida during spring break with Campus Crusade for Big Break conference! I'm excited to see how the week will unfold.
Lately I've been developing a bigger burden to share the Gospel. Last semester, a thought hit me. I looked around and I realized that all the people I interact with were Christians and only Christians. Unwillingly I had to admit to myself that I was stuck in a "christian bubble." On second thought, stuck is an inaccurate word. I'm responsible for the decisions that I make. I decide who to friend, the people who I interact with, and ultimately who I share my life with. I made decisions that I felt were comfortable.
But this was the false sense of comfort. I had forgotten what comfort really meant. To me, comfort meant having as few problems in life as possible. Comfort meant being so complacent with myself that I go on cruise control through life. I shared my life with Christians only. It was comforting to know that if I only had Christians around me, no one would question me, no one would rattle my faith, and no one would go against me. These were the things I placed my dependence on.
I was dependent on the securities of what my life offered and not on the security of the promises Christ gave to us. I stopped sharing my faith, did not care for the lost, had inconsistent quiet times, and altogether stopped depending on God.
God is good, though.
He reminds me that he's a faithful friend and he's here during my struggles. He reminds me of his grace whenever I feel too ashamed to look at him. He reminds me of his promises whenever I doubt him. And he reminds me of the true comfort I can find if I decide to depend on him.
Now, this decision to join Big Break still feels like a huge risk to me. I risk facing rejection but I am stepping out in faith, praying for opportunities. I risk receiving judgment from people I approach but I know my identity lies in Christ alone. Above all, I find comfort in knowing that I risk because God does not risk. And that's all the truth I need.
