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    A Mixed Bag of God's Grace
    A Mixed Bag of God's Grace
    A Mixed Bag of God's Grace
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    A Mixed Bag of God's Grace

    By Sharon Rene

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    Fun for both boys and girls with exciting tales such as The Evil Stepsister, Tennessee Beauty, Never a Knight, The Whale Who Wanted to Do Something Big, Sleeping in the Lions’ Den, Midnight Jail Break., and many more!  
     
    In this collection of biblical, historical and contemporary short stories, children witness the confusion at the Tower of Babble and the apostle Peter’s miraculous rescue from prison. They experience Daniel’s night in the lions’ den from the perspective of one of the hungry lions. The reader then travels to historical England where they encounter a queen, knights, and a ship full of pirates. In the contemporary section, several young Christians deal with the challenges of our modern society. A moment of education, scripture and prayer is included after each story. 
     
    Bonus sections include:  
     
    A Glance into History - Learn more about life in the Middle Ages and during Bible days including sections on family life, clothing, medicine, education, and ceremonies.  
     
    Going Deeper - For young readers to think deeper and for parents and educators can engage young readers in discussions about individual stories.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTouchPoint Faith
    Release dateMay 18, 2018
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      A Mixed Bag of God's Grace - Sharon Rene

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      The Day The Earth Babbled

      Shinar, modern day Iraq

      Approximately 2400 BC

      TODAY IS THE DAY WE’VE BEEN WAITING for. A day of celebration. My little sister, Corrina, grips my arm as I stare up at the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. The enormous tower stretches to the sky, shimmering in the bright sunlight. Father is in the crowd of men gathered in front of the tower. He’s proud because he helped build this structure. I wanted to help, but they thought a boy of ten would be in the way.

      The tower is shaped like a pyramid with steps going up the side. I bend my head so far back my neck aches, but I still can’t see the top. It is hidden by thick, fluffy clouds. Soon, this tower will reach all the way to Heaven. It’s not quite finished yet, but we’re celebrating anyway.

      I imagine God is proud of us now, I whisper to Tizzy, my turtle. Tizzy loves to hide in the wide sash encircling the brown robe that falls to my calves. That way, he can be near me all the time.

      You sound so foolish talking to that turtle like it’s a person, my big sister, Irene, says.

      I like to pretend she’s not around. She never has anything nice to say to me, and tells mother anytime I do something wrong.

      Tizzy understands every word I say. He’s a lot more fun than you, and smarter too.

      I’ll be so happy when I’m married and can move away from you. She shakes the dust out of one of her long veils before replacing it over her shoulder and stomping off.

      She’s probably searching for her fiancé.  She follows the poor man around like a little child and acts so sweet. He’s going to be surprised when they get married and he meets the selfish, spoiled Irene.

      Mother brushes her hand through my shaggy hair. Seth, stop arguing with your sister. This is a very important day. She motions to the tower. Look what we’ve accomplished with our intelligence and strength. We can do anything.

      Corrina tugs on Mother’s long robe. Grandpapa says that after the great flood, God told Noah and his descendants to scatter all over the planet. God doesn’t want us to stay in one spot. Corrina is a real know-it-all.

      Why did I have to get stuck between two girls in this family? Life would be a lot easier if I had a brother. Girls are difficult to live with.

      Corrina spends a lot of time with Grandpapa. I only visit Grandpapa when mother makes me. He’s a nice old man, but he has funny ideas. He believes God has a special plan for each of our lives and wants us to know and obey Him. Father says Grandpapa is... well... father says things about Grandpapa that aren’t very nice.

      It doesn’t matter what God told Noah. Mother places her hands on her hips. We’re surrounded by desert, and I do not want to leave Shinar. This tower shows what we are capable of doing without God’s help.

      I’m going to find Papa. I run off before mother can stop me. A boy my age belongs with the men.

      I run across the desert, sand flying in the air each time my sandal slaps the ground. In the distance, a blue river flows by and date palms provide much needed shade. I love to swim in that spot, but today I can only think about the tower.

      Seth, my boy, aren’t you proud of our great tower? Papa greets me as I walk toward him. He pats me on the back.

      I look up and up and up. The clouds are darker now, and they’ve dropped lower in the sky, hiding more of the rough brick and rosy stone. I tremble beside the massive structure as if I were a speck of dust blowing in the wind. The tower is wonderful.

      Papa shakes his head and frowns. Your grandpapa is wandering around shouting about how we’ve all committed a huge sin by building this tower. He’s saying God is angry with us.

      Several of the men standing nearby laugh. Our neighbor, Cyrus, pats my shoulder. My cheeks burn, and I’m sure my face is red.

      Why does grandpapa have to embarrass the family? Why can’t he just be quiet?

      Papa, Papa! Corrina runs toward us, her brown eyes open so wide she looks like a frightened rabbit. Papa picks her up in his muscular arms.

      I don’t like the tower, Corrina whines. It scares me.

      Corrina is only seven, but she’s much too old to act like a frightened baby.

      You’ve been listening to grandpapa again. Papa rubs her back.

      Something bad is going to happen. I just know it, Corrina insists.

      Tizzy squirms inside my sash. He’s pulled his head into his shell. He never does that when he’s with me. Does he know something I don’t? It’s all right, Tizzy. Don’t be afraid.

      An unusual black cloud swirls in the distance. It picks up speed and grows larger and darker as it floats toward the tower. My heart races, and I shift from foot to foot. The thick cloud stops and drops low over the tower. The deafening screech of birds flying from the trees surrounds me. Cave lions roar and hyenas squeal. I put my hands over my ears. Tizzy tries to wriggle out of my sash, but I grab him and push him further into the cloth.

      The men’s brows furrow and their eyes are wild with fear. Corrina buries her face against Papa’s shoulder, and Papa stares up at the tower as if he’s expecting it to crumble and fall. The darkness spreads across the sky. A whispering wind chills me to the bone. I close my eyes, and bow my head. What will happen next? I grasp Tizzy, wanting to keep him safe. Maybe Grandpapa is right. God is angry with us.

      Warmth touches my face, and I open my eyes. Sunlight filters through the darkness. The clouds vanish, the wind stops, and all is quiet. The man beside me grabs my shoulder. He asks me a question, but I can’t understand a word.

      Has the man lost his ability to speak normally? He starts yelling and flailing his arms. Cyrus grabs his shoulder and yells back at him. I pull my earlobes and shake my head. I can’t understand Cyrus, either. What has happened to my ears?

      Seth, are you all right?

      I look up at my father. I understand him. My smile is so big it hurts my cheeks.

      What has happened, Papa? Corrina asks.

      I understand her too.

      Mother, Irene and her fiancé run toward us. Can you understand me? Tears run down Mother’s cheeks as she reaches out to Papa.

      Papa pulls her close. Yes. We understand you.

      Irene speaks, and I can’t understand a word she says. Thank you, Lord.

      Irene’s fiancé opens his mouth and sounds just like her. The roar of unknown languages envelops me. My head aches. Men yell, while women and children cry.

      Grandpapa climbs to the top of a nearby boulder and yells for everyone who can understand him to join him at the rock. People push their way through the confused crowd. I move with them, coughing in the swirling dust. There must be two hundred people surrounding grandpapa.

      The great Lord of Heaven is not pleased. We didn’t build this tower to worship God. We have decided to worship humanity instead. We refused to scatter across the earth as God told us to do.

      I glance around at the confused and frightened faces. Several of the older men nod their heads while the younger men step closer to Grandpapa, obviously interested in his every word. Women cling to their husbands and a few wipe tears from their eyes. No one is laughing at Grandpapa now.

      "Today the Lord has confused our language

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