Has Comfort Killed the Weight of the Cross?

Comfort is something everybody seeks. We all desire ease—security, rest, familiarity. And rightly so. There is a kind of comfort that is a gift from God—like peace in the storm or rest for the weary. But there is another kind of comfort that is dangerous: the comfort that numbs conviction, quiets urgency, and silences compassion.

It is painful to see that many Christians have drifted into that comfort—living without the weight of burden, urgency, or responsibility for the gospel. Comfort has become their calling, not the cross.

I have often looked around in church gatherings or among believing communities and felt this ache in my heart. The prayers sound polished, but passion is absent. The worship is loud, but hearts remain still. The Word is preached, but lives stay untouched. And I wonder: Have we not grown too comfortable to truly follow Jesus Christ?

When Jesus walked by the Sea of Galilee and called Peter and Andrew to follow Him, they left their nets immediately (Matthew 4:19–20). They didn’t just leave their livelihood—they left their comfort, their familiar routines, their plans for the future. To follow the Rabbi meant to adopt His burdens, live under His discipline, and share in His mission.

As Jewish saying goes, true disciple walked so closely behind the rabbi that they were said to be “covered in the dust of his feet.” Today, how many of us would still choose to walk that closely? To share in Christ’s mission and burden?

When Jesus said, “If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself, take up his cross, and follow me” (Luke 9:23), He wasn’t speaking in metaphor. He meant the hard path. The burdened life. The dying-to-self. The giving-of-all. And yet today, we often redefine discipleship to mean attending Sunday service and avoiding shame.

The early disciples followed their Master until death—literally. Every one of them bore burdens that crushed their comfort. They laboured and suffered because their hearts were seized by something greater than comfort: the call of the Kingdom.

Today, many Christians do not seem to carry this burden anymore. The zeal once evident in prayer, in tears, in sacrifice—is quietly fading. Now, we are content with a little devotion. A little giving. A little holiness. We measure ourselves by church attendance and giving, not by surrendered lives.

We say we know Jesus, but our lifestyle often denies it (Titus 1:16). We have knowledge, but no longing. We have access to Scripture, but little engagement with it. We are surrounded by opportunities to serve, yet many opt for convenience.

What has happened to us?

We were never promised a comforting life. In fact, Jesus warned that following Him would mean trouble, rejection, and hardship. He did not promise luxury, but love. He did not promise ease, but eternity. He called us to carry the cross—not just wear it around our necks.

Yet today, many thinks that Christianity should make life easier, not holier.

Comfort, when left unchecked, creates indifference. It blurs the lines between right and wrong. We stop being disturbed by sin. We stop confronting darkness. We stop mourning over lost souls.

Comfort takes the fire out of our prayers. Prayer becomes something we fit in—if we have time. Many pray not out of hunger for God, but out of obligation. We say grace, not gratitude. We offer words, not worship. And slowly, our prayers lose power.

Comfort also silences the Word of God in our lives. With so many digital tools and devotionals available, we assume we’re being fed. But consumption is not the same as communion. We scroll more than we search the Scriptures. We read more tweets than truth. And slowly, we forget the voice of the Shepherd.

Comfort isolates us from people too. True fellowship becomes replaced by polite greetings and handshakes at the door. The church and fellowships become a schedule, not a family. We smile, but do not share. We serve, but do not sacrifice. We attend, but do not connect.

And when the Spirit pushes us to step out—to share the gospel, to reach the hurting, to speak the truth—we hesitate. Because it’s risky. Because it’s inconvenient. Because we’re too comfortable.

Even ministers and leaders are not exempt. Many who once burned with vision and passion now seem tired, distracted, or resigned. The routines of ministry have replaced the reason for ministry. Vision fades when comfort dominates. Passion grows cold when burden disappears.

But our God is still a visionary God. He still sees the harvest. He still sends workers. He still seeks worshipers. And He still calls.

When was the last time we wept for the lost?
When did we last share the gospel with someone in need?
When did we pray earnestly for a missionary, a pastor, a nation?
When did we last break down in intercession before God?

Years ago, we were eager to go out for the sake of the gospel. Now, the unreached are coming to us—yet we remain indifferent. Are we still waiting for convenience before we obey?

We need a deep awakening. We need to return to the place where ‘what breaks God’s heart breaks ours’. We need to remember that the gospel is not merely good advice—it is life and death. It is the power of God unto salvation.

Yes, salvation is a free gift—but it was never meant to make us comfortable. It was meant to make us surrendered. It comes with a calling: to deny ourselves, take up our cross, and follow Jesus—not at a distance, but closely, daily, completely (Luke 9:23; Romans 12:1).

We are called to walk with the Spirit, not according to the ease of the flesh. We are called to labour in prayer, to speak with boldness, to give with sacrifice, and to live with conviction. We are called to live beyond comfort—for the sake of Christ who gave up His.

Imagine if the believers of this generation carried even a portion of the burden the early Church carried. Imagine if we burned again with urgency, prayed again with groaning, loved again with sacrifice. The gospel would not just spread—it would shake the foundations.

Yes, it might invite persecution. But persecution has always purified the Church. It strengthens faith. It proves love. It exposes idols. And it brings revival. Christian communities would be marked by compassion and unity. Churches would be sanctuaries of truth and fire. The world would see—not a religion, but a people who carry the cross with joy and conviction.

Should we settle for comfort while the world around us perishes without the Savior?
If we have received salvation, should we not carry the burden for others too?

Let us examine our lives. Our choices. Our motives. Our vision for the gospel’s sake.
Let us rise from comfort. Let us rekindle the burden. Let us carry the cross—not just in name, but in life.


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