I've been doing a lot of thinking lately about comfort zones.

It's easy for us, as humankind, to stay as we are.  It's comfortable, easy, no effort required.  We can float (instead of kicking our legs) and calmly and easily make it through life.

And yet how fulfilling is that?

I've been craving hard things lately.  I've felt stagnant for the past few months and it's really bothered me.  I want to push myself to my limits and see where my potential really is.  I want to see what is out there for me!  I want to chase my dreams and throw caution to the wind and stretch and grow and feel passionately about the things I'm doing.  I yearn to feel success and achievement.

So what am I doing?

I am going to run a marathon in September.  A full on, 26.2 miles.  It scares the heebie jeebies out of me.  But I want to do it precisely because it scares me.

I am also starting as a Cantonese teacher at the Missionary Training Center.  That also completely freaks me out.  It's going to be an exhausting, tiring, inspiring, mind-boggling, energy-requiring job. One that will humble me a lot and hopefully help me grow.

Before, I never really liked the saying "do something every day that scares you."  That sentence alone scared me.  Now, I'm ready to jump in head-first!  I want to chase my passions and dreams.  I'm finally understanding this:

I don't want to confine myself anymore.  God gave me wings, and I want to fly!