I must add a thought on the emotional comfort many of us derive from tradition, what we know, what we are used to, what feels like home.
At least I feel that way much of the time. And yet, that inclination gets overridden by, I think, What Gregory or Nyssa called epectasis, a reaching, stretching out, yearning for God.
St. Gregory of Nyssa: “Epektasis (ἐπέκτασις)- The soul’s eternal ‘straining toward’ God”.
Kind of like a the captain of a ship in the comfort of home and harbor with the call of the sea within him. That voyage beyond the harbor also takes some daring, some leaving the comfort of beloved familiarities. But I think that is what Paul Ricoeur called the "Second naivete", going back to the familiar scriptural narratives and images with greater appreciation because of a wider view, a broader hermeneutic.