By: Chalice Overy
“The teaching I received and the practices that developed caused me to constantly question my own desires. Not necessarily the routine things like what I was going to eat, or what socks I would wear on a particular day. But if I REALLY wanted something, if it captured my attention, if the thought of having it made me smile, I felt guilty about pursuing or even embracing that desire because it represented the “lust of my flesh”. I think this was especially true when it involved a person. How many times had a desire for a person caused someone to fall out of God’s good graces? There was David and Bathsheba, Sampson and Delilah, Solomon and his foreign wives, and the list goes on. These stories had been used to warn me of the dangers of “falling” for someone.”
From contributor Carrie Schofield-Broadbent
“A few months ago in the midst of a conversation about backpacking and camping, I was marveling at my friend’s bravery in going on an extreme backpacking trip and she answered,
“I’m trying to move towards my discomfort.”
That phrase captured my imagination in a way that both inspired me and scared me a bit — which is often how I feel when the Spirit nudges me in a new direction. I asked my friend, Alissa, where the idea of moving toward discomfort came from. She pointed to a conversation between comedians Jon Stewart and Hasan Minhaj, when the veteran comic imparted this wisdom to Minhaj:
‘Move toward your discomfort and talk about things that people aren’t willing to talk about and do the show you feel needs to be done,'” Minhaj explains. “That’s all we’re trying to do.”
We asked members of the Hive community to share an image that captures their own move towards discomfort, and with it a narrative (100 words or less) about that experience. We were especially interested in the shift between how people understood themselves (or others) before and how they saw themselves (or others) after.
How does growth happen when we intentionally choose to move toward our discomfort?
I’m not talking about uncomfortable situations that just come to us that we have no choice in — like a major surgery, a car accident, or weathering a literal storm — but rather in times that we choose something – freely – that pushes us toward our personal discomforts.
Enjoy this compilation from the submitted responses.
“I think of grief as a room inside myself. At first the room was gigantic, unfamiliar, and completely foreign. I felt unprepared to dwell in it. It took up my whole being, which was scary at first. One thing that helped me through that time, that helped me make a home for my sorrow in that room of grief, was the small kindnesses shared by those around me. I knew that there was nothing they could say or do to take away my grief. But simple acts of compassion and thoughtfulness helped me to see that this broken world and my tender heart could hold, at the same time, both sorrow and gratitude, despair and hopefulness…”
Here are 8 ways to help our grieving friends during the Holidays.