My cousin David and I used to take our Red Ryder BB guns and go on Daniel Boone hunting adventures, which meant we shot a lot of coke cans off a fence post. On one such outing we were walking down a dirt road, when we saw smoke. We heard a truck leaving the smoky area, so we walked a little farther and saw flames. Jumping the barbed wire fence, we starting fighting the fire with all our might, beating out the flames with sticks and pine tree limbs, as well as throwing dirt and stomping on it to beat the band. We both inhaled some smoke and were coughing, but we were on a mission. Eventually, we put out the last flame. Covered in black soot, we were exhausted, but we had saved the woods and possibly some farmhouses, so we were elated. We ran Back to David’s house and retold our firefighting experience to his family. We felt like heroes. But later that evening a man stopped by and asked my Uncle Paul if it was any of his boys that put out a fire. We told him that it was us, and he asked us not to do it again, because he was intentionally burning off an area of the woods. He added that he had to restart the fire later on.This was my first time to hear about a controlled fire; how to burn undergrowth, bad insects and more. I learned that fire isn’t always bad. It can serve  a purpose. Sometimes the fiery trials that burn into our day are for our good. The book of James explains how trials develop our faith and patience, so when we smell spiritual smoke, it may sound very strange, but count it all joy! https://m.facebook.com/comediantimlovelacehttps://www.instagram.com/timlovelacecomedyhttps://youtube.com/@TimLovelaceComedy

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