I am in a place where God has been teaching me how to hold on to things loosely. Not because I get attached easily, but because his plan is to take me from one level of glory to another, just as if I am in an elevator riding up.
I am someone who likes my comfort zone and change messes up my psyche, but as I journey with God I am learning that my best days are in living like a nomad. Even scripture verifies this with the story of uncle Abe – after God called him out of his comfort zone; he spent the next few years of his life relocating from tent to tent. This makes me uncomfortable, and yet at the same time it excites me as I experience transition in several areas of my life.