My View From “The Chair” this morning - 2 Corinthians 9:6,7.  I am completely self-deceived at moments.  I’ve said that creature comforts aren’t important to me.  I’ve said that clothes, cars, my home isn’t important to me.  I’ve said that my job, titles, reputations aren’t important to me.  So, with only a backpack, I headed out this summer to serve (with my Mr.) at a YWAM base in Perth, Australia and in the Red Light District of Nagpur, India.   We are now almost three weeks into this journey and I’m finding myself realizing how many creature comforts I usually enjoy and take for granted. Different clothes and shoes to wear each day.  A LARGE wash machine, dryer, and refrigerator at my disposal whenever I want or need them.  As many Q-tips as I want or need for whatever purposes.  A fun sports car to get me wherever I desire to go.  The ability to be generous with my resources. These are creature comforts my the Lord’s blessings and my working power have allowed me to have. They are not wrong or sinful.  Up until now, I would’ve classified myself as sold out and generous.  God has been exceptionally gracious to me.