Keys for Kids

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Posted 9/2/14 at 9:27 AM | Children's Bible Hour


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"It finally came!" Eric said, eagerly tearing open the package that had come in the day's mail. "Here's the special pen I ordered. It can write in four different colors. And look--it has my name on it." Eric pointed to his name, stamped in gold, on the side of the pen. His little sister Caryn reached for it, but Eric pulled it back. "This cost me money," he said, "and nobody gets to use it but me."

"I can use it, too," insisted Caryn. "Can't I, Mommy?"

"Maybe Eric will let you use it later," said Mom, "but not right now. I'm sure he'll let you look at it though, won't you, Eric?"

Reluctantly, Eric handed Caryn the pen. "I want to draw with it now," she declared stubbornly.

"Well, you can't," said Eric, taking it back.

Caryn pouted. "Can, too," she said. "I'll ask Daddy." FULL POST

Posted 9/1/14 at 9:07 AM | Children's Bible Hour


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"Are we almost there?" Noelle asked, eagerly leaning forward from the back seat of the car. "I can't wait to go swimming!"

"There it is!" Cameron shouted as the car rounded a bend in the drive and the little cottage came into view. Dad parked by the front door, and Noelle and Cameron helped unpack the car. The smaller children played on the swing set in the yard, and Mom swept and dusted inside the cottage.

"I'm starving!" declared Cameron when they finished their work.

"Me, too," said Noelle. "When are we going to eat, Mom?"

"Soon," Mom replied, getting out some sloppy joe meat, chips and buns. She put the meat in a pan and turned on the burner. Then she plugged in the coffeepot. "How about macaroni and cheese with your sloppy joes?" she suggested as she turned on another burner. Immediately, all the lights went off. "Oh, no!" exclaimed Mom."I must have blown a fuse." FULL POST

Posted 8/31/14 at 9:48 AM | Children's Bible Hour

Wasted Paper

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"Brittany," said Mom as she stood in the doorway of the family room one Saturday morning, "you've wasted half the day watching cartoons. How about doing something constructive, like writing a letter to Great-Grandma Nelson?"

"Do I have to?" Brittany whined. "I get tired of writing letters to Grandma. Besides, she hardly ever writes back. Can't I text her or send an email?"

"You know how hard it is for her to write with the arthritis she has in her hands, but she isn't into electronic devices," Mom reminded her. "And you know how much she enjoys getting letters. It makes her feel good to find mail in her box and to know someone's thinking of her. She says it's better than a phone call because she can read it over and over again."

"Okay," agreed Brittany. She went to the family room, and looked for writing paper. "Sophie scribbled on everything," she grumbled to herself. After gathering the sheets of paper, Brittany went to the kitchen. "Look, Mom!" she said."Sophie scribbled with crayons over all of these sheets." Brittany dumped the bundle on the kitchen table. "What a mess!" FULL POST

Posted 8/30/14 at 9:06 PM | Children's Bible Hour

Kool Kats?

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"I was invited to join the Kool Kats Klub," Alex proudly announced one night. "Ain't that cool?"

"Isn't that cool," Mom corrected him. "I don't know. What do these Kats do?"

Alex shrugged. "They have meetings and talk and . . . and do stuff together," he said vaguely. "I don't really know them, but it sounds pretty cool to me."

"Better check them out before you decide to join them," Dad warned.

Again Alex shrugged as he looked at the plate of food his mother set before him. "What is this?" he asked. He wrinkled his nose as he sniffed the food.

"It's a new recipe," said Mom. "It's called Continental Chicken. That sounds cool to me! Eat it up."

"I'll check it out," said Alex doubtfully. "He took a very small bite--then tried a little more. "This is good," he decided, "but I don't like the mushrooms. Do I have to eat them?" FULL POST

Posted 8/29/14 at 9:24 AM | Children's Bible Hour

A Better Ride

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Devon and his friend Max looked around the playground on their first day in second grade. Max pointed out two empty swings. "Hey! Let's go swing!" he said.

"Okay!" Devon agreed.

The boys ran toward the swings, and as they got closer, Devon saw that one swing was higher than the other. I want the high one, he thought. It'll go a lot higher than the low one. So he ran as fast as he could and grabbed the higher swing.

The boys scrambled onto the swing seats and pumped themselves higher and higher into the air. Devon looked at Max and frowned. He's going higher than I am, he thought, so he pumped harder. But no matter how hard Devon worked, he could see that Max was getting a better swing ride than he was.

At dinner that evening, Devon told his family all about his first day at school and the swing ride. "I thought the high swing would go higher than the lower one," he said. "Why didn't it?" FULL POST

Posted 8/28/14 at 8:50 AM | Children's Bible Hour


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As fire swept through the wheat field, Paige watched in horror. "We've lost the crop, haven't we, Mom?" she asked in a shaky voice.

Mom nodded. "Yes," she said, "I'm afraid so. The firefighters believe the fire started in a vacant field. They think some kids were playing with matches. One little match used carelessly certainly can cause a lot of damage."

"I'm just thankful we were able to keep the fire from spreading any more than it did--to other fields or to the buildings," commented Dad.

"I hope the police find out who started it and punish them," Paige stated angrily.

That evening as the family discussed the events of the day, the phone rang. Paige answered the call. After telling her friend Rachel about the fire, the girls talked about a new girl in their class at school.

When Paige hung up the phone, Mom looked at her thoughtfully. "The fire this afternoon was pretty destructive," said Mom, "but I'm afraid you may have started--or added to--a fire that could become even worse." FULL POST

Posted 8/27/14 at 9:02 AM | Children's Bible Hour

No Taking Back

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Heather makes me so mad! Tami fumed as she walked home from Heather's house. The two friends had argued, and now Tami thought of more things she wished she had said to Heather--and they weren't nice. Well, I'm not going back there. I'll text her and tell her what I think of her, she thought. All the way home, Tami planned what she'd say.

"That'll fix her," muttered Tami after sending an angry note to her friend. But as she headed for the kitchen, she felt bad. Heather had been her best friend for a very long time.

Mom was preparing dinner when Tami sat down on a stool at the kitchen counter. Mom glanced at her. "Problems?" Mom asked. "You don't look happy."

"I . . . I . . ." began Tami, and the story came out. "I shouldn't have sent that message," she said. "Maybe she didn't see it yet. How can I get her to not read it?" FULL POST

Posted 8/26/14 at 9:05 AM | Children's Bible Hour

Lost Grades

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"Mom, guess what happened?" called Mike as he rushed into the house after school. "My teacher is so mad!" He tossed his baseball cap on a chair and reached for an apple. "Ken and Rod think it's funny. Maybe they're the guilty ones." Mike took a bite and headed for his room.

Mom stopped him. "Whoa!" she said. "Guilty of what?"

"Stealing Mrs. Cook's grade book," said Mike. "She had it this morning, but it disappeared and she's sure somebody took it. She looked in every drawer of her desk and under every pile of papers. If she finds out who took it, that person's gonna be in big trouble." He stopped, out of breath. "Just think! All our grades are lost!" Mike rolled his eyes, took another bite of apple, and went to change clothes.

During supper, Mike again talked about the missing grade book. "I heard some kids laughing about that," said his sister Andrea. "They think it's funny and that if Mrs. Cook doesn't find it, they won't get report cards showing their bad grades." FULL POST

Posted 8/25/14 at 9:25 AM | Children's Bible Hour


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Paul and DJ munched on caramel corn as they and their parents wandered around at the fair. "Can I go on the merry-go-round?" Paul asked eagerly.

"Okay," said Dad. "How about going along with your brother, DJ?"

"Aw, Dad, that's for babies," protested DJ. He sighed, then agreed. "I guess I can go with him once, but it'll be boring."

When the attendant opened the gate, Paul found a handsome horse to ride. He jiggled the reins and bounced in the saddle as the merry-go-round turned and picked up speed. The ride ended all too soon for him. "That was fun!" Paul exclaimed as he and DJ rejoined their parents. "I want to ride it again."

"Are you sure you wouldn't like to try something else?" Dad asked. "Maybe the Ferris wheel or bumper cars?"

"No, I just want to ride on the merry-go-round," Paul insisted. "I can go on by myself." So with his parents' permission, he got another ticket. FULL POST

Posted 8/24/14 at 8:17 AM | Children's Bible Hour

Homework Assignment

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"I'm in trouble," murmured Scott as he and his sister Olivia walked home from school one day. "I didn't turn in a couple of my homework assignments, and Mr. Briggs says I have to stay in every recess until I get my work caught up. Even worse, he sent this note home for Mom and Dad." He handed Olivia a paper.

"Wow!" she exclaimed after reading it. "You are in trouble!"

As expected, Scott's parents were very displeased when they read the note. "Before you went out to play yesterday, I asked if your homework was finished, and you told me it was," said Mom. "How do you explain that?"

"Uh . . . I guess I thought Mr. Briggs wouldn't really care if it was done or not," murmured Scott, "but now I have to stay in at recess."

"In addition, you're grounded the rest of the week for lying to your mother," said Dad sternly. Scott sighed and nodded. FULL POST

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