Comfort Zones

I like comfort zones. They make me feel just that, comfort. They are mine and no one can take them away.
Until....
Yep. I stepped out of my comfort zone today. Not once, but twice.
First of all I got up in front of my church and read a poem that I had written. My own stuff, being thrown into the crowd for others to hear. Then at the sandwich giveaway I said the prayer before leaving to do our route. I don't know how to pray or how to start.
I did my best in both situations.
I was vulnerable.
I liked my comfort zones but at the same time it felt good to be reaching beyond them and into others lives. Is God trying to tell me something here?? Is He wanting me to reach out of those comfort zones that I have relied on all my life, so that I can prove to myself that I can trust God? Is this His way of telling me that I am okay and that He is my comfort? Not the artificial ones that I have created over my life.
I took two very big steps today that freaked the crap out of me. However, I don't regret it.
Bring it on...