Goodbye to Cush

So I kinda thought I'd get away with having a cush life. I mean, my life is far from perfect. I have as many problems as the next gal, but I have made a point to distance myself from difficult situations and especially difficult people. You see, I'm the Queen of boundaries. In my early years, I was the world's biggest pushover so learning healthy boundaries was a huge step for a bleeding heart like myself. But over time, as more responsibility and demands were put on me, I made a point to distance myself from chaos. And God let me get away with it for a while. But He loves me too much to let me stay cozy. As of late, He's decided it's time to get working....On me, that is. One thing I'm learning about people is that you can't change them. This may sound so simple to most people, but it's a very hard concept for a Type A, Control Freak like myself to swallow. My Daddy reminded me the other day that it isn't me that should be molding people to my image. And OMG did that make me realize how arrogant I am. The more I let his words sink in, the more I realized that maybe difficult people were part of MY molding process. When I say difficult people, I don't mean there's anything wrong with them. I'm talking about people who challenge me. People who are different than me. Patience pushers. Heck, I'm probably someone's difficult person! I still believe in healthy boundaries. But God's been teaching me that while physical boundaries are absolutely appropriate, there are NO...I repeat...NO boundaries with love and grace. This is where my cush life became uncomfy. As I reflect on God's word, I realize that Jesus loved the unlovely. He surrounded Himself with the hard to love.  He didn't try to change anyone with intimidating Scripture and intimidation. He showered them with love and grace. He didn't live a cush life....why? Because He had One purpose. And my choosing to follow Christ means I have one purpose as well. So long cush...hello glory!