When I was 5 years old I was at the creek with my friends. I was playing with matches and lighting the dry grass on fire and was putting it out with a blanket. Well the fire got out of control and my friends got away. I had fire all around me and couldn’t get out. One of the adults who came out of their house told me to put the blanket over my head and run thru the fire. I did what the man said and ran thru the fire. Then I ran home and the police came to my door. They took me to the police station at 5 years old. The damage that I did cost my Dad thousands of dollars to pay for the damage to the green houses that were destroyed from the fire. It makes me remember the story of Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego, those three Hebrews who went thru the fire and there was a fourth one in the fire with them their clothes were not touch. They didn’t even smell like smoke. Then Shadrach, Meshach, and Abed-nego were set free that is how i felt. In those days I didn’t even know Jesus yet he knew me and he knew those three. I have so many stories like this one that I can share the next one is the light at the end of the tunnel See Less this is a blog