tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8156415220623449380.post8495256136328845414..comments2023-12-17T23:21:03.607-08:00Comments on A Penchant for Pens: Sitting on a Barbed Wire FenceZoannahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07119513647613843627noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8156415220623449380.post-76766994313164394012010-11-14T17:59:09.240-08:002010-11-14T17:59:09.240-08:00Excellent post. I've had a similar feeling in ...Excellent post. I've had a similar feeling in the sense that I've been reading "Tortured for Christ" and it's a hard read. I feel almost ashamed to have such ease as a Christian, not that I wish to experience such horror at all. I'm thankful I don't have to, but for all our comfort, it does make me feel almost no urgency to be bold. As the saying goes, it's Daniellehttp://www.dancingbythelight.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8156415220623449380.post-49318168826760599892010-11-14T12:54:11.033-08:002010-11-14T12:54:11.033-08:00Amen! I have been so convicted in the last few mo...Amen! I have been so convicted in the last few months about my comfortable life and my closed eyes to the needs around me! I have been praying a very similar prayer for my heart to break for the lost and dying world and for a willingness to go.One More Equals Fourhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15272351409752530133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8156415220623449380.post-39262786318346949392010-11-14T07:21:07.535-08:002010-11-14T07:21:07.535-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09735442391418745920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8156415220623449380.post-57262801998906778812010-11-14T07:20:51.346-08:002010-11-14T07:20:51.346-08:00excellent post Zo! Praying for you and me.excellent post Zo! Praying for you and me.Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09735442391418745920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8156415220623449380.post-41529913350167973752010-11-13T20:09:34.816-08:002010-11-13T20:09:34.816-08:00Beautiful hard words. We have grown so accustomed ...Beautiful hard words. We have grown so accustomed to meeting our own needs in the name of christianity. I heard a story of a young girl (Bulgaria, I think) that was in an orphanage across the street from a huge beautiful, ornate church building. She said she grew to resent the people that went there, while she went hungry. She wondered why none of them ever visited the children. And how they Rachellehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06803302940880309842noreply@blogger.com