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Posted 11/24/14 at 9:23 AM | Children's Bible Hour
Stephanie clapped a hand over her mouth. She had said a word she knew she should never use. "Oops! I'm sorry, Mom," she said when she saw her mother's stern look. "I didn't mean to say that. It just slipped out, probably because I hear it so much at school." Stephanie shrugged. "I don't really know what I can do about that, do you?" She watched as Mom put a white paper into the basket of the coffee pot. "What's that thing for?" asked Stephanie.
"This is a filter," said Mom. She began to spoon coffee grounds into the basket. "The filter lets the water through but keeps the coffee grounds from going into the coffee." She plugged the coffee pot into the outlet.
"That filter is a pretty good example of what you need to do to keep from hearing bad words," Mom added. "You need to learn to filter out all the bad things you hear and see. Just because you see someone do something wrong, you don't have to do it, too. And just because you hear bad words, you don't have to say them. Filter out the bad and keep the best!" FULL POST
Posted 11/21/14 at 12:34 PM | Children's Bible Hour
"We won! We won!" shouted Eric as he dashed into the house. "Our team won the archery competition at school today, and look what I got!" He held out a blue first-prize ribbon.
"That's great!" exclaimed Mom. She smiled. "And you're always saying you're no good at archery," she added. "How many points did you make?"
"Only two, but it didn't matter, because I was on the best team--Mark's team," replied Eric. "He's the best archer in the whole school." Eric grinned. "I could never win an archery competition on my own--most of the others on my team couldn't, either--but Mark won it for us. He made so many points we wouldn't have had to make any. But the whole team got first-prize ribbons."
Mom smiled. "Well, I'm glad you had a good time today," she said.
The next day, Eric and his parents attended a service at their church. On the way home, Mom commented on the message. "Eric, I thought of your friend Mark when Mr. Matthews talked about Christians being righteous in God's sight," she said. FULL POST
Posted 11/20/14 at 8:28 AM | Children's Bible Hour
Jared grabbed the basketball and dribbled it down the court. A second later a guard on the opposing team blocked his way. Jared picked up the ball, ducked left, then right, aimed for the basket, and let the ball fly. It arched through the air and descended perfectly into the hoop, whooshing through the net.
The crowd went wild. Jared grinned and glanced up at the bleachers where his parents were sitting. But then his shoulders sagged. His dad, a doctor, was walking toward the exit. I bet he didn't even see me make that basket, thought Jared. He's on call again tonight, so I guess the hospital called him in.
After the game, Jared's friend Chris approached him. "Want to shoot some baskets with me tomorrow night?" Chris asked.
"Thanks, but I can't," said Jared, remembering he had a youth group meeting at church. Ask Chris to come along, a little voice seemed to whisper. Jared had often thought he should invite Chris to join him at some of his church youth activities. But now, like all the other times, he didn't say anything. Chris would just think it's stupid to go to church instead of shooting hoops, he thought. FULL POST
Posted 11/19/14 at 11:54 AM | Children's Bible Hour
"Mom, why do we have devotions every single day?" asked Becca as she sat down on the couch and picked up a book with colorful illustrations of birds and flowers. "It seems like we get enough Bible teaching by going to church and Bible class every week." As she spoke, she thumbed through the book she was holding. She studied a picture of a beautiful red cardinal. "I'd sure like this picture for my bird project," added Becca. "Can I cut it out?"
"That would ruin the book. Why don't you trace it?" suggested Mom.
"Good idea." Becca jumped up and got some tracing paper.
Mom watched as Becca worked. "Why do you put the paper right on top of the picture?" Mom asked.
"It's tracing paper," replied Becca, surprised at her mother's question. "I put it on top of the picture so I can see the lines through the paper and trace them." FULL POST
Posted 11/18/14 at 11:46 AM | Children's Bible Hour
"Hey, Mom, look!" exclaimed Kylie. She held up a carton of milk. "Noah and I were going to have a glass of milk, but it's partly frozen!"
"That's odd," said Mom, bending down to peer into the refrigerator.
"Uh-oh!" she said. "We have a problem. Other things are frozen, too."
"Should we move the refrigerator out from the wall?" asked Noah. "If I look at the back, maybe I can tell what's wrong."
Kylie laughed. "I doubt it," she said. "You don't know a thing about what makes refrigerators run. We need an expert. We should call a repair man."
"Yes," agreed Mom. "I'll see how soon we can get someone to come."
When Kylie got home the next day, she took a carton of milk from the refrigerator. She shook it. "The repair man must have been here," she said to Mom as she took a glass out of the cupboard. "I'm glad we called an expert and didn't try to fix it ourselves." Kylie sighed. "I wish I knew an expert I could call on to fix a problem I have. I try so hard to get along with both Molly and Sara, but they don't like each other and they both want me to take their side." FULL POST
Posted 11/17/14 at 1:39 PM | Children's Bible Hour
"Whoa!" Nolan jumped up as the teakettle started to whistle. "I was gonna fix myself a cup of hot chocolate, but now the water's probably too hot."
"Let it cool a little--and be careful!" Mom warned. "Use a potholder when you pick up that new kettle I bought. The handle gets very, very hot."
But Nolan wasn't paying attention. He emptied a packet of hot chocolate mix into a cup and then reached out to pick up the teakettle. "Ouch!" he wailed. He let go of the kettle almost as soon as he touched it. "That hurt!" Nolan ran cool water over his hand as his mother came to help.
"I'm sorry, honey," said Mom. "I tried to warn you. I burned my hand on that kettle just last week, remember? But this settles it! New or not, I'm going to replace it. Now . . . let's see what we can do to make that hand feel better."
After Nolan's hand was cared for, he took a potholder from a kitchen drawer. "Guess I'll finish making my hot chocolate," he said, "but I'll use the potholder this time! I don't want to get burned again." FULL POST
Posted 11/14/14 at 9:35 AM | Children's Bible Hour
"Dad, I have a question," announced David after lunch one day. "My Bible school teacher said we're supposed to fear God--but I thought we were to love Him. How can we fear Him and love Him at the same time?"
"A very good question," said Dad. "Okay. Let's see . . ." After thinking for a moment, Dad smiled and said, "I was just getting ready to go and see an old friend of mine. Come with me. I think it will help answer your question."
"Okay," agreed David,and they were on their way.
Soon they stopped at a small house. Dad rang the doorbell, and David took a few steps back when the door opened and they were greeted by a man and the ferocious barking of a very big dog.
"Oh, hi, George!" the man greeted David's dad. Then he patted the dog.
"It's okay, Peanut," he said gently. "These are friends." The dog wagged his tail. FULL POST
Posted 11/10/14 at 11:18 AM | Children's Bible Hour
"School was so much fun today," said Nadine as she sat down at the dinner table. "Mrs. Edwards had to go to the office for something, and everybody ran around and talked while she was gone. She was so mad when she got back! She said she could hear us way down the hall. Then she made us sit with our heads down on our desks for a while. But she had to go back to the office, and when she left, everybody went wild again. So she made us all stay in at recess time."
"The kids all went wild?" asked Mom. "Did you talk and leave your seat, too?"
Nadine looked startled. "Um-m-m . . . yeah. Everybody did. I figured we'd all get yelled at, so I might as well do it, too." Changing the subject quickly, she said, "Can I turn the heat up a little? I'm cold!"
"When the sun goes down, it does get cold pretty fast," agreed Dad. "Go ahead--turn up the thermostat a bit." Nadine got up and went to do so. "A thermostat is a great invention," observed Dad when Nadine returned to her seat. "It's a controlling device. It doesn't just read the temperature in a room; it does something about it if it's not where it was set to be. It tells the furnace when to go on and off." He paused. "I wish I could install a thermostat on you." FULL POST
Posted 11/5/14 at 9:11 AM | Children's Bible Hour
"You want a monkey for a pet?" asked Jordan's friend Paul one day.
"Sure,"replied Jordan, "but how would I catch one?" He and his parents had recently arrived in Africa as missionaries.
"It's easy. You trap him," said Paul, handing Jordan a gourd. "First, make a hole in this gourd--make it just big enough for a monkey to put his paw through." He supervised while Jordan worked. "Okay," Paul said, "that's big enough. The gourd is hollow, so now we'll put some fruit in it. Then we'll fasten it to the branch of a tree at the edge of the village."
"I don't get it," said Jordan. "How will this work? Even if a monkey reaches into the gourd to get the fruit, what will keep him from getting away with it? Doesn't the trap have to slam shut or something?"
Paul shook his head. "When the monkey has the fruit in his fist, his paw won't go through the hole," explained Paul. "If he'd just let it go, he could get away, but they usually don't do that. I guess they want the fruit so bad, they hang on even though it means they get caught." FULL POST
Posted 11/4/14 at 10:03 AM | Children's Bible Hour
"Hi, Mom. Can we have a cookie?" asked Christina, and Mom nodded. "There was a new girl at school today," said Christina, as she and her brother Jacob grabbed a warm chocolate chip cookie from the baking tray. "You should see her. She is so short!"
"Yeah. She looks like she belongs in kindergarten," said Jacob. "Maybe she's an alien from outer space." Both kids erupted into giggles.
Mom frowned and looked at them sternly. Before she could say anything, Christina took a picture out of her backpack. "Look what I drew for art," she said, quickly changing the subject to avoid the lecture she knew Mom was about to give. "My teacher said it's really good."
Jacob munched on his cookie as he studied the drawing of a farm yard. He grinned. "Look at this pig." Jacob laughed. "The legs are too short for its body and its ears are too long. And look at that horse." Jacob laughed louder. "He's even worse than the pig. His face looks more like a cows!" FULL POST