tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32412305415810155122011-04-21T19:30:59.676-07:00TheFirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07535755385153532226noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3241230541581015512.post-88820566771239412912007-03-10T19:00:00.000-08:002007-03-10T19:22:11.604-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IzecQcM5vVo/RfNyNh4kWaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KEvnDJAXeNw/s1600-h/Imag-009.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040497984717216162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IzecQcM5vVo/RfNyNh4kWaI/AAAAAAAAAAc/KEvnDJAXeNw/s200/Imag-009.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>One time in your life you have gone too far with something. You're doing bad things in school or around friends. You know you shouldn't be doing it, but the devil tempts you to do it. And if you think you're doing the wrong thing pick up the Bible and start reading it. When you grow up you may want to be an author but you may change your mind. It may be because you want to be something else. Or because God tells you to be something else as you grow up. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3241230541581015512-8882056677123941291?l=jesusisthefire.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TheFirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07535755385153532226noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3241230541581015512.post-72374135440380243052007-03-05T19:28:00.000-08:002007-03-05T19:41:15.997-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IzecQcM5vVo/ReziWglN5fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5GZtMmD46P8/s1600-h/IM000311.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038650959451776498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="187" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_IzecQcM5vVo/ReziWglN5fI/AAAAAAAAAAU/5GZtMmD46P8/s200/IM000311.JPG" width="200" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IzecQcM5vVo/Rezh7wlN5eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/n52XnbTJ3VQ/s1600-h/IM000307.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038650499890275810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 179px" height="191" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_IzecQcM5vVo/Rezh7wlN5eI/AAAAAAAAAAM/n52XnbTJ3VQ/s320/IM000307.JPG" width="273" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>My daddy has a blog, and I wanted to get one, too. He loves me just like the Bible says. For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whosoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life. Here are pictures of one of my favorite things to do, play soccer. These are pictures of when I won the regional AYSO soccer tournament. Soccer is really fun. I go to a church called CrossRoad. My Dad's name is Scott and my Mom's name is Traci. I have one brother and two sisters. My brother's name is Bryson and my older sister's name is Alissa, and my younger sister's name is Michala.</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3241230541581015512-7237413544038024305?l=jesusisthefire.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>TheFirehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07535755385153532226noreply@blogger.com1