What is it that keeps me in my comfort zone? Fear. Of what, I don’t know. Usually it’s fear of the unknown. Fear of failure. Fear that if I close one door, I will have just missed something great and I’ll be kicking myself about it for years to come. I guess I just have to trust God and believe that I know what he’s doing.
Remember when you were in high school and it seemed like your whole world? Then you graduated and your world became a lot bigger. In a certain sense, I feel as if this is going to be happening to me again. Odd. All I can do is keep going and have faith that I’m not going to blow up.