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Light that Fire

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Are you making a fire to keep the wolves away from your children?

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I remember watching an episode of Little House on the Prairie that entailed Charles building a fire to keep wolves away from his family snuggled inside their protected homestead.

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It made me think, “Are we building raging fires of righteousness to keep the wolves away from our children?” 

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The world is filling with dens of ravenous wolves preying on our children. They want snip at them with sinister thoughts. They want to howl throughout the halls of schools with deplorable deeds. Worldly wolves want to growl at our children with gruesome vulgarity. 

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These beasts run throughout the suburban and city streets chasing after innocence and purity…thus, light that fire! 

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Light a fire that fills the sky with holiness that burns the backs of these bastards. 

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Light a fire that protects your children and their minds from snarling snouts that spew sin.

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Build a bonfire that flames with the Holy Spirit blocking the way to your homestead. 

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Protect your children! Stand up for your children! Fight for your Children’s lives…build a fire to burn sinister wolves that lurk in the school halls and government foyers…kill them before they can pounce. 

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