Keys for Kids

CP Blogs do not necessarily reflect the views of The Christian Post. Opinions expressed are solely those of the author(s).

Posted 8/1/14 at 9:22 AM | Children's Bible Hour

Brothers and Sisters

child on a bike
Photo: Flickr/nerissa's ring - Creative Commons

"Go away, Chase!" stormed Kayla as her little brother rode his bicycle through the chalk pictures she and her friend Alisha were drawing on the sidewalk in front of their apartment. Chase laughed and zoomed down the street.

"He's an awful pest, isn't he?" asked Alisha. Kayla nodded as she colored over the marks the tires had made. Alisha made a face. "I don't know when I've seen such a bad kid," she continued. "Probably never!"

"Chase isn't all that bad," replied Kayla.

"He is, too. He should be grounded for life or something!" grumbled Alisha.

Kayla quickly came to the defense of her brother. "Chase just likes to tease," she said. "He's a good kid most of the time."

"I can't stand him," Alisha replied. "Oh, look, here he comes. If he's going to bother us again, I'll . . ." She was interrupted when . . . CRASH! The front tire of Chase's bike caught in a piece of loose cement, and the bike flipped over on its side. Chase fell with it, his foot tangled in the spokes. He started to cry. FULL POST

Posted 7/31/14 at 9:45 AM | Children's Bible Hour

A Ready Answer

Photo: Pixabay/geralt - Public Domain

As Amy's father drove her and her friend Sara to a youth banquet at church, the two girls chattered happily in the back seat of the car. It was a dress-up event, and both girls had new outfits for the occasion. "I'm so glad you could come with me tonight," Amy told Sara. "You look so nice."

"Thanks--and thanks for inviting me," replied Sara. "I don't see the inside of a church very often, you know. How come you go all the time?"

"Well," said Amy, "I go to worship God and to learn more about Him." She paused, then added, "I'm a Christian--I've asked Jesus to save me, and I love Him and want to learn how to live in a way that pleases Him."

"What do you mean--you asked Him to save you? Save you from what?" asked Sara as Amy's dad drove into the church parking lot and stopped. FULL POST

Posted 7/30/14 at 8:49 AM | Children's Bible Hour


mousetrap with cheese
Photo: Flickr/Rennett Stowe - Creative Commons

Grace shuddered as she watched her father put cheese on the mouse trap. "I hate to think of that trap snapping down on a poor little mouse," she told Dad.

"Well, how do you feel about mice living in the house?" Dad asked.

Grace wrinkled her nose. "Ugh-h-h!" she said, and she changed the subject. "Can I go roller skating with Ellen tonight, Dad? They're going to Colewell, and she asked if I could go, too."

Dad hesitated. "Honey, I'd like to say yes," he replied, "but I'm afraid I'll have to say no. We've heard that things sometimes get pretty wild at that rink, so we'd rather you didn't go there."

"Da-a-ad! You never let me do anything!" stormed Grace. "What's wrong with going skating?"

"Nothing that I know of," said Dad. He held up the mouse trap and pointed to the cheese he had put in it. "What's wrong with this cheese?" he asked. FULL POST

Posted 7/29/14 at 9:36 AM | Children's Bible Hour

The Donkey's Tail

Photo: Flickr/Steve Winton - Creative Commons

This party is fun! thought Jack, wiggling impatiently as his Sunday school teacher tied a blindfold over his eyes. A big picture of a donkey without a tail was tacked on the wall, and it was Jack's turn to be blindfolded and turned around a few times before walking to the donkey and attaching a tail. This will be easy, he thought. He had noticed that the donkey was just a little to his left and about as high as his shoulders. I'll win the prize for getting the tail closest to where it should be.

When he was ready, Jack took a few wobbly steps, reached out and . . . there! It was done. He snatched off his blindfold and couldn't believe his eyes. There stood the donkey with a tail growing right out of its nose! Jack joined in the laughter as Mrs. Gates blindfolded another boy who was ready to try. FULL POST

Posted 7/28/14 at 9:08 AM | Children's Bible Hour

Higher Ways

Photo: Flickr/Tony Fischer - Creative Commons

A cold wind whipped through the cemetery and stung Colin's face. He tried to listen as the minister read from the Bible. I wonder if Grandpa went to heaven, he thought for the hundredth time in the last few days. On the way home, Colin finally asked the question that lay heavy on his heart: "Did Grandpa go to heaven, Dad?"

Dad looked sober. "We believe so," he replied. "You probably remember that Grandpa didn't show much interest when I talked to him about God." Colin felt empty inside when he heard this, but Dad was still talking. "But Grandpa died on his knees beside his bed," Dad added. "He was apparently talking to God."

Mom spoke in her gentle voice. "Just the day before that, I spent some extra time praying that he would receive Jesus as his Savior, and then I went to his room and told him again how he could have his sins forgiven and be saved. We can't be sure, but we believe Grandpa did put his trust in Jesus just before he died." FULL POST

Posted 7/27/14 at 7:19 PM | Children's Bible Hour

Where's Jenna?

Photo: Flickr/Shawn Rossi - Creative Commons
Child playing hide and seek.

"Where is Jenna?" called Claire in a sing song voice as she played with her baby sister one day. "Where is Jenna hiding?"

Jenna peeked through the chubby little fingers she was holding in front of her face. Suddenly she dropped her hand. "There she is!" exclaimed Claire. "There's Jenna!"

The baby squealed in delight and promptly placed her fingers back over her eyes, ready to play the game again. Claire laughed, too. "You really think you're hiding from me, don't you?" she said. "Babies are silly, aren't they, Mom?"

"Sometimes," agreed Mom with a smile. "They're almost as silly as adults who try to hide."

"Adults? What adults?" Claire asked. "You mean like those who try to hide from the police? Or I guess maybe some even want to hide from each other now and then. But they don't try to hide by covering their faces with their hands." FULL POST

Posted 7/26/14 at 9:48 AM | Children's Bible Hour

Drip-Dry Giver

drying clothes
Photo: Flickr/See-ming Lee - Creative Commons

"Camping is fun, but it's a lot easier to wash clothes at home," observed Jody. "Maybe we should have gone to the laundromat in town."

"Yes, but we had so few things to wash," replied Mom as she wrung out socks.

"Want me to hang up those socks?" Jody asked, then pointed to a bucket containing a sweater. "Or should I wring out that sweater and hang it?"

"No, don't wring that," said Mom. "Just squeeze it gently and then roll it in a towel. Wringing wouldn't be good for that material." She turned to a third bucket. "Now these," she said, "are drip-dry. We'll hang them up dripping wet. The water will just run right out of them and leave them almost wrinkle-free."

"Wrinkle-free and work-free!" said Jody. "Too bad everything isn't that kind of material." She hung up more of the clothes, and soon the washing was finished. FULL POST

Posted 7/25/14 at 8:53 AM | Children's Bible Hour

The Cycling Trip

Photo: Flickr/Gerry Lauzon - Creative Commons

"Whew! I'm so hot!" groaned Matt, as he slowly cycled up the hill. Sweat ran down his face and his legs were aching.

A few feet ahead, Dad turned around and grinned. "You're doing great, son! Just over this hill is a caf. We'll stop for ice cream."

Before Matt could answer, a motorbike cruised around the corner and zipped past the two cyclists. It was gone in a flash. "Wow! What I wouldn't give to have a motor on my bike right now!" puffed Matt enviously.

"Me, too!" his dad called back to him.

They finally made it up the hill and arrived at the caf. The motorbike was parked outside. Matt stopped to admire it. "It sure is a beauty," he commented.

"It is," Dad agreed, "but let's go inside and get that ice cream."

That evening, Dad opened the Bible for family devotions. "We're up to Ephesians chapter six tonight," he said. He started reading, then stopped after reading verse ten. He read it again, slowly. "Finally, my brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of His might." FULL POST

Posted 7/24/14 at 9:37 AM | Children's Bible Hour

Mary's Disciple

Photo: Flickr/Alan Cleaver - Creative Commons

"Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb . . ." Kelli stopped singing as she entered the kitchen. "Hi, Mom," she said. "I'm going to do my Sunday school lesson right now, and then I want to go play with Josie. Okay?"

"Sounds fine," agreed Mom.

Kelli resumed her song as she went to her room and got out her Sunday school book. "It followed her to school one day, school one day, school one day . . ." Then there was silence as Kelli got busy with her work.

Soon the song began again. "It made the children laugh and play, laugh and play, laugh and play . . ." In the kitchen, Mom smiled as the singing got louder. A minute later, Kelli stood in the doorway. "I'm all done, Mom," she said, grinning at her mother. "Mary had a good disciple, didn't she?"

Mom raised her brows. "A good what?" she asked.

"A good disciple. My Sunday school lesson is about Jesus' twelve disciples. It says a disciple is a follower--and Mary's lamb followed her wherever she went," explained Kelli. "The lamb was a good disciple." FULL POST

Posted 7/23/14 at 9:18 AM | Children's Bible Hour

Balancing the Account

Scales symbolize justice
Photo: Flickr/winnifredxoxo - Creative Commons

Steven burst into the family room. "Mom, Melissa hit me!" he yelled.

"He hit me first." Melissa followed close on Steven's heels.

"I owed you one from last time," Steven roared. "The Bible says if someone hits you, you have the right to hit him back!" He glared at his sister. "In the Old Testament it says, An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth.' I read it myself."

"That passage isn't talking about personal vengeance," said Dad. "It was a civil law to ensure justice in the nation of Israel. People who return blow for blow find the score is never settled. Their actions are never balanced. Someone always owes someone else a blow. It's like . . . like your mother's checkbook and the bank statement." All heads--including Mom's--turned to him in surprise. FULL POST

load more