
More
than being afraid of a dangerous world, maybe we should be much more afraid of
comfort zones. Because when you’re tired enough of your comfort zone — you can start living in the dangerously alive
zone.
When
you’re tired enough of listening to all the talking heads, you can listen to
the One who speaks to your soul. The One Who calls you to freedom that only
comes outside of comfort zones, to give yourself away and not be afraid. Life is too short to miss out on the harvest opportunity for which God
has specifically blessed you for in the first place.

A
16-year-old girl in Delhi was gang-raped at gunpoint in June, and a seven-year-old girl was found hanging from a tree in a village in
West Bengal state.
Women under all our sky are facing daily violence, carrying invisible wounds and unspeakable rejection… so how can we be caught blithely cat-napping when our girls, our daughters, our sisters are being kidnapped and our girls are driven from being kids to being our slaves, to being our whims trafficked and bought and sold, as if that chain of DNA that makes you female are chains that make you invisible.
Women under all our sky are facing daily violence, carrying invisible wounds and unspeakable rejection… so how can we be caught blithely cat-napping when our girls, our daughters, our sisters are being kidnapped and our girls are driven from being kids to being our slaves, to being our whims trafficked and bought and sold, as if that chain of DNA that makes you female are chains that make you invisible.
How can we not, the Esther Generation, rise up and say for such a time as now we
will risk everything inside the gate for those sisters outside the gate. For such a time as now we will risk comfort, for such a
time as now we will risk ease, for such a time as now we will say no to
oppression’s disease, for such a time as now we will give up, so our sisters
can rise up.

You can’t be a world changer until you serve. And you
can’t serve until you break free of your comfort zone. Living outside your
comfort zone isn’t living irresponsibly — it’s living obedient. And the bottom line is: We will be known by our
fruits — not
by what name we call ourselves or
by what fame we want to be known for. We will be known for our actual fruits, not the
intentions of our imaginations. The
greatest of these is love. And love’s actual fruit is service: Love bears service. Love says: Let
me serve.

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