The Slavery of Comfort
Several years ago, one of my friends created a product that I believed was revolutionary. He found the solution for a widespread problem, created a product that addressed it perfectly, and was on the precipice of introducing it to the world. He had so much passion and heart for this idea. He even referred to it as a calling. One problem: He didn't have the time to invest in the launch and implementation. Well, that wasn't the problem, exactly. The problem was how to create the time. The short version of the story is that he needed to scale back or quit his day job. Translation: he needed to take a temporary pay cut to fully make the transition.
His family lived a very comfortable life. Nice house, nice cars, and all the other things that go hand-in-hand with a comfortable life. Taking a pay cut was a tricky proposition, as living a life as comfortable as his is not cheap.
Seeing how special this new opportunity was and how badly he desired it, I had a novel idea for him. Cut back on the lifestyle. There were several ways he could have achieved it. Downgrade his cars. Buy a different house. Spend less on luxuries. He hated these ideas. He was adamant that all of these ideas were non-starters for his family. He even added, "We're not being called to sell our house or cars." Ah, yes, I forgot about the part where God tells us to aggressively pursue comfort! My bad.
You can probably guess what happened next. His dream died. He latched onto his comfortable life and let his calling whither away. He remained in a job that he largely disliked. He continued to wake up each morning merely tolerating what he was about to do. But hey, at least his life was comfortable. At least he retained all the symbols and signals that tell the world he's wealthy and successful.
He, like millions of Americans, is a slave of comfort. It's one of the ultimate ironies. The more comfortable we are, the more entrapped in our comfort we become. We will give up nearly everything for comfort. We give up our dreams, callings, financial freedom, mental health, and even our relationships.
Worse, the entire idea of comfort is a moving target. What's comfortable today will seem blah tomorrow. I have friends who now live in their third "forever" home. Or the couple who built the house of their dreams (6 bed / 5 bath), only to sell it 18 months later, after becoming pregnant (because that house "won't be big enough for a family of four"). There's always something newer, faster, shinier, bigger, and more comfortable. It doesn't end.
Unfortunately, every aspect of our society tells us to pursue comfort above all else. We're slaves to it. It traps us. We can have comfort or progress, but we can't have both.
My strongest encouragement is to choose discomfort. It will change you....and you will change others.