Longing to be Uncomfortable

"God comforts the disturbed and disturbs the comfortable."
This quote has been roaming around my head and rattling my heart for the past 3 weeks.

When I went to Africa last year I was constantly uncomfortable with my surroundings, the heat, some cultural traditions, etc...but at the same time I was so comfortable with the lifestyle. A lifestyle that catered to love, fun, relaxation, and community. Infact, I promised not to let myself slide back into comfortability when I arrived home to the land of 'material'. I knew that I didn't want to come home and be the materialistic monster I once was, get busy with work and school, and forget about what was important to me -community.
Sometimes I forget what it is like to be free. To live day to day, not knowing what I am doing at 2 o'clock in the afternoon the following day. I let my schedule consume my life and yet I miss the adventure of life by way of sporadicness. I miss sitting under a shaded tree for hours, drinking water, dancing, laughing and loving with my brothers and sisters. Now, it seems as though I have to schedule in that precious time.
I know that my complaints can only be resolved through my own doings and efforts of minimizing my schedule, but it's a constant battle. Am I alone? I think not. I look around and see so many people longing for community. My own close friends say to me, "I wish we could hang out more often, but I need to study/I have to work/ (insert excuse here)". We are all falling into a trap of business and becoming distant from the gift-the beautiful gift of community we have around us
Recently, I find myself becoming more and more uncomfortable with my comforts everyday. Longing to be uncomfortable with the lifestyle I am leading. Longing for God to build up a resistance in my heart towards the "norm" and pressures of the society around me...
If being uncomfortable "materialistically" brings me joy, I take discomfort over comfort any day.

below is an email I sent out while I was in Africa and a few pictures just for fun:

" Yesterday we arrived back in Lome in the evening, after a packed week of singing and sharing the Gospel in some villages. The first village we stopped in was called Yobo, and we were greeted by fellow Christians when we arrived, they were eagerly awaiting us and welcomed us with cold water and smiles! In all villages we have to greet the Chief before we can go out into the village to do anything, we must tell him what were doing and then he decides if it’s ok. The Chief of Yobo was very laid back and told us we could go around his village and then he showed us his field of pineapples! We had a great time evangelizing in Yobo and stayed with a very wonderful family. They cooked for us, gave us a place to stay and treated us as their own family; it was our first host home experience so far and a great first…It was sad to leave them but they have definitely left a mark on my heart. We left Yobo after a two nights stay for Keve, a small village about 2 hours away. We arrived safely and were brought to another home, were we would be staying! It’s been really exciting staying with families, because we have been staying in guest homes for most of our stay in Africa-so interaction with people is great. The family we stayed with consisted of two widows, their children and some orphans, probably some of the most loving people I have met ever. One of the daughters name was Noelline, she was about 10 years old, and it was like having my sister around, in a fun sort of way. I got to play some hand clapping games, do hair, dance with her and what not-by the end of our stay she and I had become pretty good friends. Did I mention that she was also the one who washed everyone on the team’s laundry by hand? A ten year old washed my laundry cleaner than ive been able to get it the whole time ive been over here….I’m finding God shows his love through little people in big ways.