STEPPING OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE

This week has been a hard one where I was faced with several new challenges.   I was feeling overwhelmed and defeated.  As I was writing, this verse came to mind, “The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it.” (John 1:5).  Last night, the light broke through.  I hosted a game night for the church ladies to get to know one another.   It started out with apprehension and some confusion but it turned into a wonderful night full of laughter and joy.   People entered as strangers but left with the start of a new relationship.  They were strangers no more.

I truly believe we were meant to live in relationship with one another.  Introvert or extrovert, it doesn’t matter.  We need one another.   It would be easy to blame COVID-19 for our lack of relationship, but if we’re being honest, for some of us, it started long before that.  COVID-19 was a physically imposed isolation that we had no control over, but some of us had been isolating ourselves for a long time.   Anxiety and fear will do that.  Now that COVID-19 is in the past, we have to deal with the residue and decide whether or not to step out from behind our insecurities and fear or stay bound by them.

Being someone who has suffered from anxiety for decades, there has always been a tendency to pull back and isolate as a form of control and self-protection.  COVID-19 fed that fear and made it easy to justify the isolation.  I now find myself fighting for each and every step I take.  Some days I ask myself if it’s worth the battle.  I’m choosing to believe it is.  I’m choosing to believe that there will come a day when I wake up without dread and I will face the day with boldness and courage.

In order to do this, I need God.   I need His wisdom, His strength and His courage and I need to believe what He says about me.   He calls me His beloved, the apple of His eye; His child.   He tells me I don’t have to be afraid and I can do anything in His strength.   Nothing is impossible with Him. 

The other thing I need is relationship with others in a healthy way.   I need to love and be loved,  to build up and not tear down.   It works both ways. So that’s why I hosted game night and will do so again.  It was a big step but to be a part of that fellowship, hear the laughter and see the smiles on their faces brought healing to my soul.   I felt alive again.   Isn’t that what we all need?

I encourage you to step out of your comfort zone.   I’m not saying it’s easy but as you step out into the light, something will change…you will change.   Send that encouraging text, pray for that person who’s struggling.  Go for a walk and say hello to someone you pass on the street.  Smile at someone you don’t know.   One small gesture could be a life changer for you and for them.   We were born to do it.  We need to do it.   There’s healing in it.


 

A Red Sky

By Eileen Glotfelty • July 27, 2026
Having been raised in the “Steel City,” the only red skies I knew growing up were filled with the red dust of the steel mills. The first time I saw a real sunset was as an adult visiting the Jersey Shore. From that day on. I was hooked. Any chance I got to see a sunset, I was there. Recently, I returned from a trip to the Finger Lakes in upstate NY. It was our last day and we had plans to visit one of the lakes so my granddaughters could go swimming. Unfortunately the weather did not cooperate and left us with a cloudy, windy day. We switched to Plan B which was also nice but we were still a little disappointed. Part of our plan involved some sight seeing and shopping at an Amish Market (and yes, we did buy some Whoopie pies). After that we went back to the farm where we were staying so the girls could visit the barn animals one more time. The day before we were talking to another guest and they raved about the beautiful sunsets they had seen there. I had hoped we would see one that last night, but as I said before, the weather didn't look promising. In order to get to the barn, we had to walk out to a gravel road beyond the trees and down the hill. As we stepped out onto the road, I was happy to see the sun peeking through the clouds. I watched the sun turn that sliver of sky into shades or orange and pink and I was thankful for the view. When we reached the bottom of the hill, my daughter and the girls went to the barn but I stood in the road admiring the sky before me one more time. I walked over to the barn briefly but I'm not a fan of goats and chickens roaming loose, so when they decided to come visit me, I decided it was time for me to leave. I took another route back to our room which involved walking through a grassy field. I was half the way up when something told me to turn around. What I saw made my mouth drop and I did an about face and almost ran back to the road (notice I said. ‘almost’ ran.”) In the short time I had walked through the field, the sky had changed dramatically and had opened up to show the glory of its Creator. There in front of me were brilliant hues of pink, orange, red and purple. They bounced off every cloud and filled the sky. In all my years of sunsets, I had never witnessed one like this. I stood taking pictures until it disappeared. As I walked back to my room, I asked God how that happened. I felt as if He did it for me just to see the delight on my face. The following Sunday, I went to my church and the Pastor used this quote in his sermon. “Red skies at night. A sailor's delight.” He said he had met a naval man traveling on the same airplane. They saw a beautiful sunset to which the man had mentioned the quote. When I came home, the quote and the sunset kept coming back to me so I did a little research. To sum it up, a red sky at night can signify that a storm has passed and is no longer a threat. That spoke to me. My life has been a series of storms. Lately, a big one has been raging at hurricane proportions. I have prayed, I have cried and have been full of fear for the outcome. That sunset gave me peace. God is a merciful God. He reminded me, once again, that He was with me in the storm and even if I'm not seeing the red skies of night, it doesn't change the fact they are coming. Lord, right now the storm is raging. I need You. Help me to keep my eyes on You. You are with me and You always have been. Guard my heart and help me keep my eyes on You. Thank you for the beautiful red sky that gave me hope again.

It's Not The End

By Eileen Glotfelty • May 23, 2026
Are you one of those people who like to read the end of the story before finishing the book? This morning I've been sitting here feeling overwhelmed by life. There are things that are out of my control and a lot of uncertainty. For someone who likes to have a plan, it's my worst nightmare. God's word says that He finishes what He starts and He will complete the good work in me (Philippians 1:6 NIV). I struggle with that when I can't see the finish line. God's word also says He's the Alpha and the Omega which means He is the beginning and the end (Rev 22:13 NIV). To me, that means that He sees it all. He knew where I would be on any given day. He knew my circumstances before I did, but unlike me, He's not worrying and overcome with anxiety because He sees the end. So, once again, I have a choice to make. I can sit here overwhelmed because I can't see the way out, or, I can trust the One who can. Will I choose hope or despair? This leads me to faith which is choosing to believe even though we can't see the outcome. I had to ask myself where I was putting my faith. Hope and faith work together. No amount of striving can earn them. Each one of us has access to them. All we have to do is ask the One who freely gives. Jesus, I know you've written my story and You know how it ends. Everything in this life is temporary. Even though I can't see the end, help me to rest in the fact that You do and I can trust You with my life.

The Lost Sheep

By Eileen Glotfelty • May 11, 2026
A few weeks ago I shared about my estranged child. Mother's Day came and went without a word. I spent the day wondering/hoping I would hear something. I didn't expect a phone call but maybe a text. I told myself not to have any expectations, but I still did. I was almost angry at myself for thinking maybe this year would be different. This morning I sat here talking to the Lord. He wants me to be honest with Him so I didn't try to hide the sorrow and the rejection. I told Him I was hurt and I had to forgive my child once again. He reminded me that I had three other children who hadn't forgotten me and made me feel loved and honored, so why was the rejection of one so painful? It was then I remembered the story of the lost sheep. For those of you who aren't familiar with it, it's about a shepherd who has a flock of a hundred sheep. One of them goes astray and the shepherd leaves the ninety-nine to go find it. It was a gentle reminder that He will never give up on my child and He loves Him more than I could imagine. In the same way, God will never give up on any of us. No matter how much we run or push Him away, He will never leave us. I needed that encouragement, maybe you do too.