Jesus replied, “Foxes have holes and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head.” Matthew 8:20
Jesus invites me to become uncomfortable. This is not a draconian summons to a dreary life of denied pleasure. Rather it is the welcome to share in the suffering with one of great joy and value so that later rewards become even more sweet. Jesus invites us into the fellowship of suffering. It is in the place of great discomfort, that relationship with him becomes most valuable.
I can’t be afraid to rough it with Jesus because he is there with me.
Jesus, how many tree roots were your pillows over the three years? But at the end of it you knew who your true friends were. Today they enjoy heaven with you. You sifted them with discomfort. I won’t shirk discomfort. I will value the comforts I have. Most of all, meet me in the uncomfortable place, and let me find your friendship there.