Of Cozyness

"worshiping the alter of cozy"

I read this on a another blog in the comment section. I was guilty. Here is my little life and I think I'm not asking for much. All I want is for things to stay the same. For people to stay the same and not move on in life. To be able to keep on having fun as I always have. I want to be able to do those little things scream coziness and happiness. I want to stay up late on Christmas Eve and drink eggnog with my brothers laughing the night away. I want my friends to be close and for us get along with each other in a strangely hilarious way.

Small things that make up my comfort zone. Tradition. Happiness. Normal Life. Epic Adventures.

In my mind I decided how things are to be and its a glorious plan. Until someone has to move, get married, gets sick, etc, etc. Then I wonder why those things were taken away from me. I didn't ask for much. Happiness comes to another, but in a strange way I find myself not wanting to welcome it because it means change. Life seems to only be beautiful when those small things are all in order.

Life can be beautiful when the small things are removed and you realize its time to broaden your perspective and try something new.

This Christmas will be different. Every Christmas is different after all. Maybe I won't have all those things around me that make me cozy and happy, but really how much coziness was there in a drafty smelly stable?

Christ came and gave up everything for us to live. Really is it much  to give up the small normality's of life?

Change is coming. No day happens without change. Can a day happen though without worshiping that "alter of cozy"?

Sometimes I wonder about myself and strange happy routines of life. They give me energy to get through the day. Can I go through a day without dependance on pleasure?

    Count it all joy, my brothers, when you meet trials of various kinds, for you know that the testing of your faith produces steadfastness. And let steadfastness have its full effect, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking in nothing.
  
(James 1:2-4 ESV)

 

And that my friends is the essence of joy. Only by the grace of God may I have that joy.