tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138484952048565463.post1336020931954953206..comments2023-02-15T06:35:58.318-05:00Comments on Learning to Love: Called to be Safe?Kendra Shereehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15796366482344449334noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6138484952048565463.post-77111856281612223642007-08-25T09:51:00.000-04:002007-08-25T09:51:00.000-04:00O goodness. Just kidding. When I was in Africa or ...O goodness. Just kidding. When I was in Africa or when I went it was naievity that made me feel like I was safe. Or that I was going to besafe. But I do remember this one time I was walking with God (I was praying) And in the past week the peremeter that was "safe" for us decreased wih the knowledge that the local village had kidnapped the kids a few years ago. But I knew I needed the space and time it would take so I took that route and prayed. I knew I was safe. I was praying. God was walking with me. Anywho thats just my story. I love ya.<BR/>Braebraehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06687708847338497309noreply@blogger.com