I started raising chickens. Who knew that my sweet dog would return to pure wolf when chickens were around? The chickens don't seem to be real brainiacs, so sometimes they leave their enclosure. I was thinking, "Don't you know there is death waiting, drooling outside of this fence?" This got me to musing about the fence: the fence is just like Jesus. Stay inside the fence and there is life, and life abundantly. Outside the fence/Jesus is only ravenous wolves and death. Go into the fence and stay in!