"I don't like waiting," Edward said. "Why can't we try the cookies now, Alice?" "They're not ready yet," his sister said, sliding the tray in the oven. Grandpa chuckled from his easy chair. "How about a story while we wait for them to bake?"

"I don't think you really want this kind of doll, Precious. Even though it's cheap, it's not worth the money." Self-pity tears filled Precious' eyes. "But Mama... I love her, I really do. I don't care if she's got a broken finger. And I have the money... she's on sale...."

If seedlings don't get light, they will start looking for it, because light is what helps them grow. In the Bible, Jesus is called our Light. If we don't come close to Him each day, we won't grow in our hearts like we should.

Imagine a small child falling into a pit and calling for help. Wouldn't his father hurry to get him out? If the pit was very deep, the child would seem very far away, but wouldn't the father be even more eager to rescue him? That is how God looks at sin and forgiveness.

"In trouble?" Grandpa asked. "Yes," Edward growled. "I'm always the one.... I was building a bridge with the new bulldozer but Mom said I had to share and it isn't fair! Now I can't play at all and Sammy's going to wreck everything."

I ran into my room and lay on my bed, and prayed very earnestly. "O God, please don't let Mommy die!" Then I thought how big God was, that He could do anything. "Please put Your hand over my mom and protect her," I prayed.

Isaac.... avoided his master, who sat like a beggar in his own yard, scraping oozing sores.... All that was good was gone. How could Master Job keep trusting God now? Maybe he and Anna should leave before everything was destroyed.

"I see," said the old man. "Faithful only as long as you think best? Last week you didn't take the grain to the mill because you were too busy. The smallest disobedience makes you untrustworthy, my boy."

"Isn't Tall Friend kind to us?" Gran Coon whispered in Sobbit's ear. "We have no reason to worry, do we?" "But someday Tall Friend might forget us," Sobbit Wimba said, as he watched the canoe glide away. "What will we do then?"

I think this little bunny has a good lesson to teach us. If we pulled a baby rabbit out of the pile of fur, it would be sure to crawl right back in. Even though it is only a tiny blind baby, it knows to stay where it is warm and safe.

"I thought we prayed that my throat wouldn't hurt?!" Mama... explained that sometimes we have to pray that God will move the devil out of the way so we can enjoy God answering our prayers. Judith and Mama prayed that way.... There was no more crying that night.

It stood before her now, tall and mysterious. What could be so dangerous about it? Broken bricks lay piled in the grass near the window, and as Rosie stepped closer she felt a cool breeze brush her face. What treasure was hidden behind those dark walls?