Content, But Not Comfortable

The soul must continually be inspired and renewed. For as still waters become stagnant, so does a soul that never knows new things. If one is never allowed to see new things, to know new things, or to at least see normal things in a new way, how will the soul gain new vision? How will they know anything different? How will they care for others who have completely different worlds than they do? How will we care for people who have completely different worlds than we do, if we have never known anything but our own pain, our own people, and selfishly discovered beauty? 

Though one may be content with where he is, he must broaden his horizon, his view, his experiences... He must see more beautiful things, discover more wonder, and find more mysteries. For there is great danger in residing where one is completely comfortable with the beauty, pain, and people that surround him. Contentment and comfort are not the same; in fact, they can be complete opposites. 

Therefore, though I strive to be content, I refuse to remain fully comfortable. May we never be so close to full comfort that we become discontent with the slightest bit of discomfort.