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Children in Christian preaching symbolize innocence, dependence, and the promise of the future, reflecting Jesus' teaching that the kingdom of God belongs to such as these (Matthew 19:14). Illustrations often use images of nurturing, growth, and the challenges of parenting to underscore the responsibility of raising children in faith (Proverbs 22:6). They highlight both the joy and spiritual significance of children as gifts and heirs of God's promises.

Tupid Durk!

LEARNING TO BE LIKE ME

The young mother knew she was a fiery driver. She thrilled at pushing her car through traffic. She often had comments to make about the quality of the driving skills of others on the road. She didn't know, however, that some little ears had been listening. Not until last week anyway.

Her son rode with her a lot. His car seat in the back didn't all his two-year-old eyes to see the road. But he could see Mom, feel the pitch of the car and hear her words. He also had a good place for learning the correct vocabulary of others' driving skills.

One day last week, mother had to put on the brakes quickly. The car gave that familiar lunge to the front as the tires grabbed the road. Although he couldn't see what happened, he knew the squeal of the tires and the motion of the car. From the back seat came the words he'd heard so often in that situation. "Tupid Durk!"

His version of Mom's "Stupid Jerk!" truly surprised her. She wasn't aware he'd been listening.

Now no great harm will be done, I suppose, if a child grows up saying "Stupid Jerk!" to drivers he doesn't like. But Mom began to wonder what else her son was picking up from her. Things she wasn't intending to teach-but which he was learning all the same.

It's an interesting question: What are they picking up from us?

They watch us. They do what we do. They say what we say. They grow up to be like us.

Perhaps it would be good today to stop and take inventory: If my child is learning today to be like me, what's he learning to be?

--Jeff Hood

A Mother's Love

A MOTHER'S LOVE

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If I live in a house of spotless beauty with everything in its place, but have not love, I am a housekeeper -- not a homemaker.

If I have time for waxing, polishing, and decorative achievements, but have not love, my children learn cleanliness--not godliness.

Love leaves the dust in search of a child's laugh.

Love smiles at the tiny fingerprints on a newly cleaned window.

Love wipes away the tears before it wipes up the spilled milk.

Love picks up the child before it picks up the toys.

Love is present through the trials.

Love reprimands, reproves, but is responsive.

Love crawls with the baby, walks with the toddler, runs with the

child, then stands aside to let the youth walk into adulthood.

Love is the key that opens salvation's message to a child's heart.

Before I became a mother I took glory in my house of perfection. Now I glory in God's perfection of my child.

As a mother, there is much I must teach my child, but the greatest of all - is love!

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Two Portraits of Children of Divorce: Rosy and Dark

Divorce often hurts children, everyone agrees. It can cause great pain, anger, anxiety, confusion and behavior problems in the first couple of years of the breakup. And for some it leads to lasting anxiety, insecurity and fear of having close relationships with other people.

Most children recover, though it may take years, and go on to find happiness and success in marriage, work and life. Experts agree about that, too.

But from this general accord arises a heated dispute between those who emphasize the pain and those who think more attention should be paid to the children's recovery.

Dr. E. Mavis Hetherington, emeritus professor of psychology at the University of Virginia, has recently accentuated the more positive prognosis for children of divorce with the publication of her new book, "For Better or for Worse: Divorce Reconsidered," written with John Kelly and published in January by Norton.

And in doing so, she has brought this long-running argument among social scientists back into the public spotlight.

"Divorcing is a high-risk situation," Dr. Hetherington said. "But most kids are able to adapt. They're resilient in the long run."

Her studies over the past 30 years have found that 20 percent to 25 percent of children whose parents divorce are at risk for lifelong emotional or behavioral problems, compared with only 10 percent of children whose parents stay married.

"Now, that twofold increase is not to be taken lightly," Dr. Hetherington said. "It's larger than the association between smoking and cancer. But it also means that 75 to 80 percent are functioning in the normal range, and some are functioning remarkably well."

The other side of the debate is represented by Dr. Judith S. Wallerstein, a co-author of "The Unexpected Legacy of Divorce: A 25-Year Landmark Study" (Hyperion, 2000), written with Dr. Julia M. Lewis and Sandra Blakeslee, a contributing science writer for The New York Times. The book concentrates on how children of divorce struggle with loneliness and anxiety, especially over love and commitment.

Dr. Wallerstein found that children of divorce, after suffering the breakups and then growing up in fragmented families, end up ill prepared to form their own intimate relationships.

"I am not saying these young people don't recover," Dr. Wallerstein said. "I'm saying they come to adulthood burdened, frightened and worried about failure. They want love. They want commitment. They want what everybody else wants. But they're very afraid they'll never get it."

The differences between the two researchers are partly of the half-full or half-empty kind. "We're not against each other," Dr. Hetherington said. "When I read Judy's books, I always learn something. But you know Judy has a gloom and doom approach to divorce."

"I don't have a gloom and doom approach," Dr. Wallerstein responded, "but I do think we've underestimated the cost on the child."

Their differences also have to do with how the researchers went about their work. Each spent the past three decades studying white middle-class families, mainly those that broke apart in the early 1970's, when the divorce rate was taking its last giant step to 50 percent of all marriages.

But Dr. Wallerstein, a clinical psychologist, did her own interviews with children and parents, while Dr. Hetherington, assisted by a cadre of researchers, interviewed the children and parents and observed the families interacting in their homes.

Dr. Hetherington's subjects kept journals of their actions and feelings and were given standardized personality tests. Reports were gathered from parents and peers.

Dr. Wallerstein's study involved 59 divorced families. She interviewed the children and parents five times over 25 years, and she compared them with 44 adults who had grown up in intact families.

Dr. Hetherington looked at more than 1,400 families, roughly half divorced and half not divorced. For many, data were collected seven different times over the course of 24 years.

Critics have often said that Dr. Wallerstein examined too few families.

Her work, said Dr. Andrew Cherlin, professor of sociology at Johns Hopkins University, "is a very valuable exposition of what can happen when divorce goes bad."

"But where I have a problem," he said, "is where she claims that her 60 families are representative of all divorces."

Dr. Hetherington's sample is considered more representative of white middle-class families, and her standards of data collection are viewed as more scientifically rigorous. Still, some argue that Dr. Hetherington's study could not have exposed as much anguish as Dr. Wallerstein found.

But Dr. Norval D. Glenn, professor of sociology at the University of Texas, said he believed that Dr. Wallerstein dug much more deeply. "She got at something I think the standardized instruments wouldn't necessarily pick up on," he said.

The two researchers did arrive at certain similar conclusions. Each found, for example, that children of divorce, especially girls, often took responsibility for other family members' comfort. But each put her own spin on the story of how that happened.

Dr. Hetherington describes 8-year-old Jeannie, who does the laundry and the cooking when her mother is disabled by chronic fatigue syndrome just after her divorce. She also bathes her little brother and reads a story to him each night before bed. Jeannie is able to cope, Dr. Hetherington finds, because her mother does not lean too hard on her, for too long, and she provides love all the while.

Eventually Jeannie grows up happy, well-adjusted and enhanced by her experience.

"As long as the child has some support, divorce can have a steeling effect," Dr. Hetherington said. "Girls become stronger and more able to cope with future challenges." Dr. Wallerstein tells the story of Karen, who, as a 12-year-old, becomes the substitute parent for her younger siblings. She stays home from school to console her depressed mother, and she does the shopping for her father.

Karen, too, ends up happy, but not until after she suffers through a rocky period in her early adulthood, when she lives with a man she does not love or respect, because she knows he will not leave her. Even years later, after she has married someone else, she avoids all conflict with her husband.

Karen was a child of high integrity, and so eventually she pulls away and becomes a happy and loving mother of her own children and a very good wife," Dr. Wallerstein said. "But what doesn't leave her ever is the fear that when she goes to sleep at night, she won't have it all in the morning."

With divorced fathers, each researcher observed behavior varying from total abandonment of the children to strong bonding. But Dr. Hetherington calls attention to fathers she describes as "divorce-activated," those who are jolted into realizing how much their children mean to them. These fathers, Dr. Hetherington believes, end up forging closer ties with their children than they might have built if they had stayed married and relegated the parental duties to their wives.

Dr. Wallerstein found that most divorced fathers, 70 percent of those she studied, did not pay their children's college expenses. Only 10 percent of the fathers who remained married declined to pay. This lack of support, she said, was a big reason why just 70 percent of the children of divorce went to college at all, compared with 85 percent of their high school classmates.

"The fathers said, Look, I did everything the law expected me to do, but this is where the road ends," Dr. Wallerstein said, noting that most support obligations expire when a child turns 18.

Dr. Hetherington found a similar lack of support, but not as widespread.

Only 35 percent of her divorced fathers paid absolutely nothing for their children's higher education. "Of course, you get much less financial support from a divorced father," she said. "The ones who stay in there are the ones have felt they have some control over the decision making in their kids' lives."

She finds reason for optimism, however, in her observation that today, about a third of divorced fathers are seeing their children at least once a week, compared with only a fourth of fathers in the 1970's. "They could do a lot better," Dr. Hetherington said, "but there is a trend in a good direction."

Children of divorce have more than the average difficulty with marriages of their own. Women in this group are twice as likely as other women to end up divorced, according to Dr. Glenn of the University of Texas. For men, the risk is 30 percent higher.

The reason for this increased risk, Dr. Wallerstein maintains, is that children of divorce have grown up without good role models.

When they, too, face divorce, she said, "It's the nightmare they've worried about come to life."

Dr. Hetherington questions whether the children's problems with marriage are entirely attributable to the parents' divorces. Perhaps the memories of the strife before the divorces also have an effect, she said. Or, perhaps the children are predisposed to unstable unions.

"I don't mean that there might be a divorce gene lurking somewhere," Dr. Hetherington said, "but that characteristics such as antisocial behavior, irritability, impulsivity, lack of adaptability, which we know have to some extent a genetic basis, contribute to divorce."

Other experts pay tribute to both Dr. Wallerstein and Dr. Hetherington, even as they line up on opposite sides of the argument.

"Mavis Hetherington is an outstanding scholar," said Dr. David Popenoe, director of the National Marriage Project at Rutgers University. "Nobody is saying that her data is off. But just because you are functioning seemingly well in later life, does that mean you still haven't been hurt and maybe hurt badly in some psychological way by divorce?"

Dr. Kyle D. Pruett, a psychiatrist at the Yale Child Study Center, said: "I don't think one of these people is right and one is wrong. But I believe that the public would find it reassuring to have somebody of Mavis's stature say, `Look, divorce is a process, and you have some control in how it works out.' There are some good ways and bad ways of doing it, but it is not a relational death sentence to the children or to the adults."

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Children Learn What They Live

I wish every one of us had inscribed on the walls of our home the words of Dorothy Law Nolte’s work, “Children Learn What They Live,” and then kept this constantly before us in our daily activities.

If a child lives with criticism,

HE learns to condemn.

If a child lives with hostility,

HE learns to fight.

If a child lives with ridicule,

HE learns to be shy.

If a child lives with shame,

HE learns to feel guilty.

If a child lives with tolerance,

HE learns to be patient.

If a child lives with encouragement,

HE learns confidence.

If a child lives with praise,

HE learns to appreciate.

If a child lives with fairness,

HE learns justice.

If a child lives with security,

HE learns to have faith.

If a child lives with approval,

HE learns to like himself.

If a child lives with acceptance and friendship,

HE learns to find love in the world.

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PARENTING

"No child of mine," I used to cry

(Before the stork had fluttered by)

"Will ever throw a temper fit,

Or bite or scratch or whine or hit,

Or take a bottle 'til he's three,

Or sit for hours and watch TV,

Or dawdle so he makes me late,

Or leave his spinach on the plate,

Or act (in short) like other kids

Who've made their parents flip their lids!"

But with the patter of little feet

Came forty million words to eat!

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One Who Misunderstood Arms For Alms

Acts 3:3

"Asked to receive an alms"

The minister was being entertained at the home of one of the elders. While they were at dinner the little daughter of the house said to the minister, "I heard you preach today." "You did?" said he. "Can you tell me, then, what I preached about?" "Yes," answered the little girl. "You preached about a man who asked for arms, and got

legs."

--Selected

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One Who Misunderstood Arrest For Rest

My 4 year old niece, Bethany, attends a midweek club at

church, where she recently learned about creation and what God

did on each day. But one of her classmates, Kirk, raised the

leader's eyebrows when he said, "On the seventh day God went to

jail." When asked to explain, Kirk replied, "You said that on

the seventh day God got arrested." --Charlotte Cooper

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One Who Misunderstood Edith For Eateth

One day in London, a group of children were feeling the cold

and slipped inside a church to get warm. To their surprise, a

service soon began, and the vicar arose to read the lesson.

"This man (Christ Jesus) receiveth sinners and eateth with

them." After the service, a little girl about 8 years old went

up to the vicar. "Please, sir," she said, "I didn't know my name

was in the Bible." "And what is your name, little girl?" he

asked. "Edith, sir." "No," he said, "Edith doesn't come in the

Bible." "Oh, yes sir," she replied, "you read this afternoon

that this man Christ Jesus receiveth sinners and EDITH with

them."

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Take Care

Little Suzie finished her prayer and said: Dear God, Before I

finish, I want you to take care of mommy, take care of daddy, take

care of my sister and my brother and please, God, take care of

yourself, because if you don't we're all sunk. Amen!

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Francis Xavier's Mistake

An interesting incident is recorded of Francis Xavier, the great

Jesuit missionary. Once, on some field of labor where hundreds came

with their needs, their questions, and their heart-hungers, he was

worn almost to utter exhaustion by days and nights of serving. At last

he said to his attendant: "I must sleep. I must sleep. If I do not, I

shall die. If anyone comes, whoever comes, waken me not. I must

sleep." He then retired into his tent, and his faithful servant began

his watch. It was not long, however, till a pallid face appeared at

the door. Xavier beckoned eagerly to the watcher, and said in a solemn

tone: "I made a mistake; I made a mistake. If a little child comes

waken me." --Topical Illustrations

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Making Coffee

A mother and her 3 year old daughter were riding in a car

when suddenly the little girl put her head on her mother's chest

and began to listen. "What are you doing?" mom asked. "I'm

listening for Jesus in your heart," was the reply. "Well what

do you hear?" The innocent child looked up with the satisfied

look of discovery in her eyes and said, "Sounds like he's making

coffee to me!"

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The Mystery

One of the greatest mysteries of life is how the boy who was

not good enough to marry the daughter can be the father of the

smartest grandchild in the world!

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Little Tugs Who Pulled Big Ships

At the close of his sermon, a pastor directed some special words to

the children. He said, "If you visit New York City, you will see

great ships coming in from the ocean. They wait outside the harbor

until tugs go out to meet them. A cable stretched between the large

vessel and the tug enables the small boat to tow the big ship safely

to the mooring dock. Boys and girls," concluded the preacher, "you

can be 'little tugs' for Jesus. You can throw the cords of love to

some bigger person -- an aunt, an uncle, or even your parents -- and

bring them to Christ." Two young girls began attending Sunday school

and were converted to Christ. They invited their parents to come, and

in time both of them had received Jesus as their Savior. The "little

tugs" had brought the "big ships" into God's harbor of grace.

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Moody's Coattails

The story is told by a minister of a church Moody visited

years before. The fame of Moody was far and wide and when it

was announced that the well-known evangelist was coming,

thousands came to hear. One evening a little boy came alone to

the door of the large church. The usher at the door stopped the

small dirty ragged boy and told him that he should go home and

be in bed. When the boy explained that he wanted to see Mr.

Moody the usher refused to let him come in. The little boy,

downcast and disappointed, walked to the side of the building

and began to weep. Just then a carriage came to the church

entrance and Moody moved toward the door. He heard the crying

and saw the little boy leaning against the wall. Moody walked

over to him and asked his trouble. The boy looked up and

explained how he wanted to hear Mr. Moody but wasn't allowed

inside. Moody smiled and said, "Do you really want to hear Mr.

Moody?" "Yes, Sir!" was the reply. "Well, I know how to get you

in, but you have to do exactly what I tell you to." The little

boy said, "I will."

So, putting his coattails in the hands of the boy, Moody told him

to hold on to them and not let loose until he told him to. Moody

entered the building and walked to the platform. Reaching the pulpit,

he said, "Well done. I told you that if you would only hold on you

would get in. Now, my boy, you sit there." Moody put him on the

chair reserved for himself and for the evening the boy listened to the

great preacher. The minister who told the story said, "I know the

story is true for it happened in my church. Yes, I know it's true

because I was that little boy. I heard the great D. L. Moody preach,

but little did I know when I clung to his

coattails that someday I would become the minister of that same

church."

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DIARY OF AN UNBORN CHILD

OCTOBER 5 - Today my life began. My parents do not know it yet, I am as small as a seed of an apple, but it is I already. And I am to be a girl. I shall have blond hair and blue eyes. Just about everything is settled though, even the fact that I shall love flowers.

OCTOBER 19 - Some say that I am not a real person yet, that only my mother exists. But I am a real person, just as a small crumb of bread is yet truly bread. My mother is. And I am.

OCTOBER 23 - My mouth is just beginning to open now. Just think, in a year or so I shall be laughing and later talking. I know what my first word will be: MAMA.

OCTOBER 25 - My heart began to beat today all by itself. From now on it shall gently beat for the rest of my life without ever stopping to rest! And after many years it will tire. It will stop, and then I shall die.

NOVEMBER 2 - I am growing a bit every day. My arms and legs are beginning to take shape. But I have to wait a long time yet before those little legs will raise me to my mother's arms, before these little arms will be able to gather flowers and embrace my father.

NOVEMBER 12 - Tiny fingers are beginning to form on my hands. Funny how small they are! I'll be able to stroke my mother's hair with them.

NOVEMBER 20 - It wasn't until today that the doctor told mom that I am living here under her heart. Oh, how happy she must be! Are you happy, mom?

NOVEMBER 25 - My mom and dad are probably thinking about a name for me. But they don't even know that I am a little girl. I want to be called Kathy. I am getting so big already.

DECEMBER 10 - My hair is growing. It is smooth and bright and shiny. I wonder what kind of hair mom has.

DECEMBER 13 - I am just about able to see. It is dark around me. When mom brings me into the world it will be full of sunshine and flowers. But what I want more than anything is to see my mom. How do you look, mom?

DECEMBER 24 - I wonder if mom hears the whispering of my heart? Some children come into the world a little sick. But my heart is strong and healthy. It beats so evenly: tup-tup, tup-tup. You'll have a healthy little daughter, mom!

DECEMBER 28 - Today my mother killed me.

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Sapre the Rod?

Any Child can tell you that the sole purpose of a middle name is so he

can tell when he is really in trouble.

-- Dennis Fakes

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Out of the Mouthes of babes

"What did the puritans come to this country for?" asked a teacher in a class of American History.

"To worship God in their own way, and to make others do the same," was the reply.

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Where God is

Chatauneuf, keeper of the seals of Louis XIII, when a boy of only 9 years old, was aked many questions by a bishop, and gave prompt answers to them all. At Length, the prelate said, “I will give you an orange if you tell me where God is.” “My lord,” replied the boy,”I will give you two oranges if you can tell me where He is not.”

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Joke

"Which is the first and most important Sacrament?" asked a

Sunday-School teacher preparing a girl for confirmation. "Marriage,"

came the prompt response. "No, Baptism is the first and most important

sacrament" the Teacher corrected. "Not in our family," replied the

girl haughtily, "we are respectable."

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Giving Her Heart to Jesus

A little girl hurried home one day from Sunday School and weighed herself.

"Why are you weighing yourself again today when you weighed yourself just yesterday?" her mother asked.

"Because," the little girl replied, "I gave my heart to Jesus this morning - and I wanted to see how much I weigh WITHOUT it. And Mom, I don't know why, but I still weigh the SAME!"

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BETTER WORK LATELY

BETTER WORK LATELY

A little boy asked his Dad: "Dad, did God make you?"

"Yes, of course," said his Dad.

"And did He make me?" asked the little boy.

"Yes, He did," said his Dad.

"Well," said the boy, "He's being doing better work lately, eh?"

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One minister was teaching

a fifth grade Sunday School class about the life of

John. He told how John had lived in the wilderness with little or

nothing to

eat. He commented that John had eaten only honey and locusts. A little

girl

asked what locusts are. The minister said, "A locust is a

grasshopper." The

little girl said, "Oh, my grandmother drinks those." Sometimes

children

understand too many things.

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Mother to Father over bills; "Maybe we could get some kind of

book and straighten Jimmies teeth ourselves."

- Saturday Evening Post

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Quote

"Families with babies and families without babies are sorry for

each other."

- Ed Howe

- _Instant Quotation Dictionary_, p. 129.

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It's Not Me

Tommy had been warned about pestering the house cat. One day

Mom heard the cat let out quite a yelp. "Tommy" she yelled,

"Stop pulling the cats tail." Tommy replied quickly, "I'm NOT I

am just standing on it, he's the one doing the pulling."

-- Anthology of Anecdotes p. 161

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Sorry 'Bout That

We wanted to phone one of my daughter's dancing school

classmates about whom we knew nothing except that her name was

Johnson. There were five different Johnson's in the phone book

so we started down the list. Johnson number three was the first

one at home. "Is this the Johnson where the little girl goes to

dancing school?" I asked. "No," came the answer. "This is the

Johnson where the man is in the bathtub!"

- Mrs. William Haake

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Quote

"Pretty much all the honest truth telling there is in the world

is done by children."

- Oliver Wendell Holmes

- _Instant Quotation Dictionary_, p. 57.

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Quote

"Children in a family are like flowers in a bouquet; there's

always one determined to face in an opposite direction from the

way the arranger desires."

- Marcelene Cox

- _Instant Quotation Dictionary_, p. 57.

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Words of Peace

John 1:42

“Therefore let us pursue the things which make for peace and the things by which one may edify another” Romans 14:19

It is difficult to estimate the damage done by saying to a child:

• You’ll never amount to anything.

• You can’t do anything right, can you?

• Why can’t you be like him?

• You’re no son of mine!

• I’m not going to invest any more money in you.

• You’re just like all the other kids.

Why not communicate your trust instead and give your child something to live up to? See the potential, not the problems. Looking for the good in your children will bring out the best in them and you.

Imagine how Peter felt when Jesus looked at him and said, “You are Simon the son of John; you shall be called Cephas (which translated means Peter [rock])” (John 1:42). Peter went on about his business of fishing. Sometime later Jesus called him to be a disciple. After Peter’s great confession that Jesus was the Christ, Jesus said to him, “You are Peter, and upon this rock I will build My church” (Matthew 16:18). What confidence Jesus expressed in a smelly, uneducated fisherman who would later deny Him three times!

Would you have chosen Peter and expressed confidence in Him? Would you have stuck with Peter after he betrayed you? Jesus did, and He is sticking with you, too. He has entrusted you with His message, gifted you to serve, and blessed you with children. Are you trustworthy? Not completely. But His trust sure gives you something to live up to, doesn’t it? Your trust in your child can do the same for him.

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Everything He Wants By Yelling

A relative coming to visit the new baby in the house asked a little boy, "Does your baby brother talk yet?" Freddy answered, "He doesn't have to! He gets everything he wants by yelling."

- Unknown

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My Two Dollars

At the close of a series of meetings in Springfield, Mass., a mother handed me a little girl's picture wrapped in two one-dollar bills, at the same time relating the following touching incident:

Her only child, at the age of six years, gave her heart to the Saviour, giving, as the pastor with whom I was laboring said, the clearest evidence of conversion.

At once she went to her mother and said, "Ma, I have given my heart to Jesus and he has received me; now, won't you give your heart to him?" (The parents were both unconverted at the time). The mother replied, "I hope I shall some time, dear Mary." The little girl said, "Do it now, ma," and urged the mother, with all her childlike earnestness, to give herself to the Saviour then.

Finding she could not prevail in that way, she sought to secure a promise from her mother, feeling sure she would do what she promised; for her parents had made it a point never to make her a promise without carefully fulfilling it. So time after time she would say, "Promise me, ma;" and the mother would reply, "I do not like to promise you, Mary, for fear I shall not fulfill."

This request was urged at times for nearly six years, and finally the little petitioner had to die to secure the promise.

Several times during her sickness the parents came to her bedside to see her die, saying to her "You are dying now, dear Mary." But she would say, "No, ma, I can't die till you promise me." Still her mother was unwilling to make the promise, lest it should not be kept. She intended to give her heart to Jesus some time, but was unwilling to do it "now."

Mary grew worse, and finally had uttered her last word on earth: her mother was never again to hear that earnest entreaty, "Promise me, ma."

But the little one's spirit lingered, as if it were detained by the angel sent to lead her mother to Jesus, that the long-sought promise might be heard before it took its flight.

The weeping mother stood watching the countenance of the dying child, who seemed to say, by her look, "Ma, promise me, and let me go to Jesus." There was a great struggle in her heart as she said to herself, "Why do I not promise this child? I mean to give my heart to Jesus, why not now? If I do not promise her now, I never can."

The Spirit inclined her heart to yield. She roused her child, and said, "Mary, I will give my heart to Jesus." This was the last bolt to be drawn; her heart was now open, and Jesus entered at once, and she felt the joy and peace of sins forgiven.

This change was so marked, she felt constrained to tell the good news to her child, that she might bear it with her when she went to live with Jesus; so, calling her attention once more, she said, "Mary, I have given my heart to Jesus, and he is my Saviour now."

For six years Mary had been praying to God and pleading with her mother for these words; and now, as they fell upon her ear, a peaceful smile lighted up her face, and, no longer able to speak, she raised her little, pale hand, and pointing upward, seemed to say, "Ma, we shall meet up there." Her life's work was done, and her spirit returned to Him who gave it.

The mother's heart was full of peace, though her loved one had gone. She now felt very anxious that her husband should have this blessing which she found in Christ.

The parents went into the room where the remains were resting, to look upon the face of her who slept so sweetly in death, when the mother said, "Husband, I promised our little Mary that I would give my heart to Jesus, and he has received me. Now, won't you promise?"

The Holy Spirit was there. The strong man resisted for a while, then yielded his will, and taking the little cold hand in his, kneeled and said, "Jesus, I will try to seek thee."

The child's remains were laid in the grave. The parents were found in the house of prayer--the mother happy in Jesus, and the father soon having some evidence of love to Christ.

When I closed my labors in Springfield, Dr. Ide said to his congregation, "I hope you will all give brother Earle some token of your regard for his services before he leaves. As this mother heard these words, she said she could, as it were, see her little Mary's hand pointing down from heaven, and hear her sweet voice saying, "Ma, give him my two one-dollars."

Those two one-dollars I have now, wrapped around the picture of that dear child, and wherever I go, little Mary will speak for the Saviour.

Reader, is there not some loved one now pointing down from heaven and saying to you, "Give your heart to Jesus?" Are you loving some earthly object more than Jesus? God may sever that tie--may take away your little Mary, or Willie, or some dear friend. Will you not come to Jesus, without such a warning?

-- A. B. Earle, From: "Incidents Used ... In His Meetings," published in 1888

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Children Are Old Enough

I have no sympathy with the idea that our children have to grow up before they are converted. Once I saw a lady with three daughters at her side, and I stepped up to her and asked her if she was a Christian.

“Yes, sir.”

Then I asked the oldest daughter if she was a Christian. The chin began to quiver, and the tears came into her eyes, and she said:

“I wish I was.”

The mother looked very angrily at me and said, “I don’t want you to speak to my children on that subject. They don’t understand.” And in great rage she took them away from me. One daughter was fourteen years old, one twelve, and the other ten, but they were not old enough to be talked to about religion! Let them drift into the world and plunge into worldly amusements, and then see how hard it is to reach them. Many a mother is mourning today because her boy has gone beyond her reach, and will not allow her to pray with him. She may pray for him, but he will not let her pray or talk with him. In those early days when his mind was tender and young, she might have led him to Christ. Bring them in. “Suffer the little children to come unto me.”

Is there a prayerless father reading this? May God let the arrow go down into your soul! Make up your mind that, God helping you, you will get the children converted. God’s order is to the father first, but if he isn’t true to his duty, then the mother should be true, and save the children from the wreck. Now is the time to do it while you have them under your roof. Exert your parental influence over them.

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Won By His Child

A tender incident; one that illustrates the truth of Christ's word, “A little child shall lead them.”

A saloon-keeper of considerable note had an only daughter, named Eva. The father almost idolized this child. She was very lovely. He would often take her into his saloon, to show her to his company. His life seemed bound up in this child. He would gratify, as far as possible, every wish of his Eva, of whom he was becoming very proud.

When she was about six years old, a Christian temperance woman came into that place and formed a Children's Temperance Society. Eva was invited to attend the meeting, and became a member. Her father, proud of having her noticed, gave his consent, thinking she was too young to be influenced by what might be said about his business.

The lady conducting the services asked the children to bow their heads while she asked God to bless them. Eva had never heard a prayer before. It seemed very strange to her, and made a lasting impression on her mind.

After returning home, she at once began her lifework, which was to terminate in a few weeks. She went at once to her father, and said:

“Papa, it is wrong to sell rum; it makes people bad.”

He was pleased to see that she remembered so much that she had heard in the meeting, and so did not keep her from attending them. Eva, though so young, had evidently given her heart to the Saviour.

A few weeks after giving herself to Christ, she was taken very sick Her father watched over her day and night with the tenderest care. How could he have the pride and idol of his heart taken away She would often look up in his face so earnestly, and say:

“Papa, don't sell any more rum, because it is wrong.”

Still his saloon was open.

She was fast fading away. Death was about to liberate the soul of little Eva. Just then, with her face almost angelic, she looked up in her father's face, and said:

“Papa, dear papa, won't you promise me that you won't sell any more rum?”

The father, almost overcome with emotion, replied:

“Yes, Eva dear, I will promise you anything if you will only get well. How can I live without you!”

She asked him to go and shut up his saloon right away, that she could “tell Jesus what he had done.”

He was too much affected to speak, but left the room. In a short time he returned, and said:

“My darling, I have shut up my saloon, so that no one can come in.”

He then promised his child he would never sell another drop of liquor, and would throw away all there was in his saloon.

Eva was very happy about her father's decision, and for some time was very quiet. After a while she opened her eyes, and looking about the room, on them all, with her face beaming with the love of Christ, said:

“I am going to live with Jesus very soon, and I do want my papa and mamma there too. Papa, will you promise to give your heart to him and do all he wants you to, and then come and live with him?”

The father was silent. He did not like to promise anything he was not sure he could fulfill. His weeping wife said:

“Oh, George, do grant your dying child's request. I have promised to meet her in heaven, and I want you should.”

At last, in broken accents, he said:

“I promise what you wish, my darling child. I will seek your Saviour with all my heart, and serve him the rest of my life, and hope to meet you in heaven.”

Eva had accomplished her mission. Her work was ended, and she fell asleep. She went away with the angels to her happy home above, to

welcome her father and mother when they come to meet her there.

Why would not these parents come to Jesus without this severe trial? Reader, will it be necessary for God to deal in a similar way with you, to bring you to heaven?

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A BETTER WORLD

A post card written by the trembling hand of a child, was found in

the post office in Cincinnati. It read as follows: "Dear Mother I am

so lonesome since you went away to heaven. Mrs. Clark is good to me

but I miss you so. She is not like you. My arm hurts me so and you

said I would be well in heaven. Mother, please show this card to God

and ask him to send for me right away. I am so anxious to come."

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His Best Friend Was A Jew

It is related that during the Civil War a little drummer boy was fatally wounded and brought to the hospital to be cared for by a surgeon who was a Jew. While the doctor was caring for the boy he noticed him moving his lips in silent prayer. This greatly impressed the doctor.

The days passed and the little fellow grew worse, and finally the end was near. One day he ventured to say, “Do you know, doctor, that I love you and have been praying for you?” “Praying for me?” said the physician. “Why do you pray for me?” “Because you are a Jew,” replied the boy. “Because I am a Jew! What difference does that make?” “Why,” replied the boy, “the best friend I ever had was a Jew.” “Who might he be?” asked the physician. “It is Jesus,” answered the lad.

This irritated the physician and he resolved not to return to see the boy, but somehow he felt drawn to return. As the boy lay dying, he drew from his pillow a little Testament and asked the doctor to send it to his mother. “You will find her name and address in it. She gave it to me when I came away.” He soon happily passed on to be with Jesus.

Many years passed, and one day the mother, now quite old, stood in the Fulton Street Mission in New York and held up the Testament stating that she trusted the good doctor would be saved. To the surprise of all an aged man arose and said, “I am that doctor and Jesus is my Saviour.” The boy felt that he was debtor to the Jew because of Jesus his Saviour. May we feel too as did the boy. Christ will not forget.

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Love for God

A little boy had a canary bird which he loved very much. His mother

was taken ill, and the singing of the bird gave her great annoyance.

The boy was told by the mother that his little bird gave her pain by

its singing. He went at once and gave the bird away to his cousin, and

then came home and told his mother that the canary would not disturb

her any more, for he had given it to his cousin.

"But did you not love it very much?" said the mother to him. "How

could you part with it?" "It is true, I loved the bird, Mother," he

replied, "but I love you much more. I could not really love anything

that gave you pain." We must love God as this boy loved his mother,

more than we love anything else; and also everything that grieves Him

we must give up, however much we may like it.

"You love me," said a mother to her little child, as she leaned

over her in bed, "don't you?" "Yes," said the half-asleep child, "but

I love God much more."

William Moses Tidwell, "Pointed Illustrations."

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Volunteered for Punishment

In a school for the poor and underprivileged there was a rule that,

if certain things took place, the offender was to be stripped and

receive so many lashes. One day a very poor boy broke this rule. He

was called and stripped to receive his punishment. He had had little

to eat, and was almost a skeleton. The teacher and others grieved.

Finally the teacher asked if anyone would like to volunteer and take

the punishment instead of this poor, sick boy. One fine fellow stepped

up and said, "I will." His back was bared and he received the lashes.

The poor boy who had broken the rule stood by and looked on and wept.

When it was over, he was so broken up he could hardly speak. He begged

forgiveness, thanked his substitute, and vowed he would never disobey

again.

But there is another who "was wounded for our transgressions" and

"bruised for our iniquities." It seems we should surely love and obey

Him.

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Joke

A mother was asked by her three children what she would like

for her birthday. She answered, "Three well-behaved children." One of

the children thought about her words for a moment and

said, "Great! Then there will be six of us."

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Poem

Take a little child's hand,

Lead him through God's land,

Teach him to love and not to hate,

Dear parents, don't wait too late.

Teach that little one to pray,

And to read the Bible every day.

Study with him day and night,

Teach him everything isn't always right.

Guide him in God's way to go,

Let God's light to others show.

And when he grows into a man,

He will remember and understand.

- Edna Barnett

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Joke

I once heard about a confrontation between a young boy and his

mother.

Mother: "Young man, there were two cookies in the antry this

morning! May I ask how it happened that there is only one now?"

Boy: "It must have been so dark I didn't see the other one."

- Unknown

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Forgiveness Asked For An Undue Punishment

I shall never forget how my little daughter did a certain thing

repeatedly, and I said, "If you do that again, I shall have to punish

you." After a while one of the maids in the house told me she had done

what I had told her not to do, and now I felt that I should be obliged

to punish her and keep my word, or lose all influence with my child. I

called her in, and she said, "I didn't do it." But there was the

testimony of the maid, and I punished her, for I was sure that she had

disobeyed me. She was a sensitive child, but she shut her lips tight

together and never a tear was in her eye, and got down from my arms

and went out. Before long I heard her upstairs, at her play, laughing

as though she had forgotten all about it. A little later, I learned

that the child was perfectly right and she hadn't done the thing at

all. A conversation something like this seemed to go on within me:

"You have made a mistake with that child, and she doesn't quite think

the same of you. You had better make it right." I said t o myself, "I

know the child has forgotten it; I will let it go." The Spirit of God

said, "She may not have forgotten." I called her down to me and said,

"My child, I punished you a little while ago; I have found that you

did not do it. I was wrong, and I want you to forgive me." She looked

at me just a moment, and her little arms went around my neck, and she

sobbed as though her little heart would break. And I want to tell you

that I have not lost my influence with her from that day to this. --

J. W. Chapman.

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Why Some Grown Kids Cut Off Their Parents

Job 19:13

The truth is — I am estranged from my two adult sons.

The truth is — I love my sons and I miss them every day.

The truth is — I can’t understand how in the world this has happened.

The truth is — saying you love them and miss them is not enough. There is much more to say, but you need a conversation — you need actual interaction, not just silence.

For me, the estrangement began over what I believed to be a misunderstanding. Since then, I’ve been on a journey of understanding, or at least trying to understand.

Since I have been met with silence when trying to understand my children’s point of view, however, I have turned to studying estrangement. I have researched every article I could find on the topic, presented at conferences and co-authored a paper about estrangement. I started a private social network for those who are experiencing the same thing, and one thing is clear — there are literally thousands of stories just like mine.

These are stories of love, though sometimes hearing parents tell their stories, a reader might understand why an adult child would need a breather.

The Rise Of Narcissism In The Young

Parents tell stories of ill-spoken words, of misunderstanding, of unhelpful interference from others. Much of what they describe, while conflict-laden and uncomfortable, doesn’t seem bad enough to have caused estrangement. The scenarios don’t appear to warrant a total cutoff. At least not according to the way I was raised. I hear that phrase a lot, too.

Most of the parents I talk to are boomers, who share similar values and beliefs, including thoughts on how parents should be treated. The similarities I’ve seen in stories about how they lost contact with their children created a new direction for my research — our culture.

Specifically, I have directed my focus to the rise of narcissism among younger people. The topic is hot right now.

The book, The Narcissist Next Door, was released just last month by Jeffrey Kluger, science editor of Time magazine. Kluger writes: “Parents spend a lot of time ensuring their children have high self-esteem. You need a healthy ego to climb to the top of your profession. But when does self-regard become narcissism?”

Narcissism has been long been associated with the notion of entitlement, which typically suggests a lack of empathy, a feeling of superiority and a tendency to overreact to criticism.

So I wonder.

Children At The Center, Adults On The Outs

In previous generations, no one worried about a child’s self-esteem. In the past, elders’ experiences were valued and their children listened to them. Estrangement did happen, but it appeared to be reserved for parents cutting off a wayward child — the “black sheep” of the family.

After WWII, Dr. Benjamin Spock entered the scene as one of the first parenting experts trying to understand children’s needs and talking about family dynamics. Spock gave parents what he considered the best recipes for a healthy happy child. He believed that parents should be more flexible and affectionate with their children and should treat them as individuals. Previous conventional wisdom had been that child-rearing should focus more on building discipline.

So maybe the seed of children cutting off their parents started with us. We boomers were the first generation with parents who were ultra-concerned about making sure their children had a “better” childhood than they had.

A common story among parents who have estranged adult children is how much they had focused on their children, how much they did to make sure their children had all the best advantages, made them the center of the family universe — and often how they treated them more like an equal or an adult than a child.

With more permissions, more social pressures and changes to the traditional family structure, I believe the shift in parenting that started back in the ‘40s needs to be examined.

Has a change in parenting style led to the rise of narcissism in subsequent generations over time, resulting in the ability of adult children to cut off their parents without much thought or concern for the consequences?

I believe that a culture of “self-esteem” — give everybody an award, change dress sizes so larger people feel smaller, allow teens to be disrespectful to those in authority — has set the tone and created a possible outcome I don’t think anyone expected: the idea that it’s OK to cut off contact with your parents.

When something, or more specifically, someone, no longer supports the view you have of yourself — get rid of them!

Problems Must Be Resolved

According to a survey of estranged people conducted through my website, out of 907 respondents, 82 percent of the adult children who are currently estranged from their parents acknowledged their parents’ past efforts to provide for them, but only 58 percent of those respondents report having any desire to have a relationship with the parent they are estranged from.

At the same time, 76 percent of the adult children say that being estranged has affected their well-being (even though it appears to have been their choice).

My sons consistently refuse to reply to my emails and let my calls go to voicemail, or barely speak if they do answer. They accuse me of being a terrible person, but won’t elaborate about exactly what I’ve done. Well, sometimes they do, but it doesn’t make sense, at least to me. For example, it’s hard to be part of the birth of my grandchild if I didn’t know that I was going to have one!

All this started because of a personal email they felt entitled to read on my computer.

If they are like the adult children who responded to my site’s survey, they are probably suffering, as I am.

Relationships might feel better when there is no contact. But, as Dr. Murray Bowen, credited with the most original new thinking about family systems since Freud and who coined the phrase “emotional cutoff” observed, the problems are just tucked away through estrangement, they are not resolved.

The only way to move forward is to get to resolution. To talk. To find common ground. To forgive.

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[Holwick: I was moved by this article but I also had a nagging curiousity about the "other side." I could not find any articles by her sons but I did find an internet blogger who takes issue with Vagnoni herself; see: http://bannedfromestrangedstories.blogspot.com/2013/04/estrangedstoriescom-bans-dissenting.html.

There are also some interesting comments at the end of the PBS article: http://www.nextavenue.org/article/2015-01/why-some-grown-kids-cut-their-parents?fb_action_ids=10154963037130538&fb_action_types=og.comments.]

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A family had a very beautiful vase that was a family heirloom. Their little girl had been told that "it is our family treasure." One day there was a loud crash. The little girl began to wail. Her mother ran into the room and found her daughter crying and the vase broken. She asked her daughter, "what is wrong?". "I broke the family treasure", she cried. Her mother picked her up and said, "Yes, but you are alright."

When the girl became a woman she said, "I found out that day that I was the real family treasure."

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A Jewish Girl Restored To Life--Family Converted

Some years ago, a little Jewish girl in Russia learned large

portions of the New Testament from a boy who had committed them

to memory. One day, upon the arrival of her father, after an

absence, she ran to meet him, and said, "I do love Jesus; He

loved little children." This angered the father, and he forbade

her to speak on the subject again. Soon the child was stricken

with scarlet fever, and the medical attendant gave no hope for

her recovery. A gentile woman was called to nurse the child, as

the Jews feared the fever. The woman quoted the verse of a hymn;

and the father of little Deborah offered the deathbed prayer of

the Jews. Then the child opened her eyes and repeated accurately

the story of Jairus' daughter. When she finished her head fell

back, and to all appearance she was gone. In an agony of mind

the father fell down at the feet of Jesus and besought him,

saying, "O Jesus, thou who didst raise up the daughter of

Jairus, raise up little Deborah, and I will believe in thee as

Israel's Messiah." That cry of agony was heard, and the child

rose from her couch of death, and the Jewish family was

converted to Christianity. --The Illustrator

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A Little Girl's Timely Question

June was a curly headed little girl of five years. She lived

in a small Illinois town where her father was a pastor. Her

mother frequently sent her to the Post Office for the mail. She

was a bright, cheerful child, and a general favorite with the

people. One day as she was on one of her trips to the Post

office, an old man stopped her and asked, "Little girl, where

did you get those pretty curls?" "God gave them to me," she

sweetly replied. After a few more words of conversation she

looked up earnestly into the old man's face and asked, "Mister

are you saved?" He was greatly surprised and deeply impressed by

this question and sorrowfully answered "No, little girl, I'm

not." "Well," answered June, "You ought to be, for you're

getting to be a pretty old man." Then she ran on to fulfill her

errand.

Several weeks after this the old man attended an old-fashioned

revival meeting and was saved. He testified in the meeting that it

was the question that the little girl had asked him, that he could not

get out of his mind, and had at last brought him to Jesus. On the way

home that night from the revival, the car in which the old man was

riding was struck by a train, and he was hurled into eternity. This

was very sad, but how blessed it was that he had been saved just in

time, and sudden death was to him sudden glory. --Selected

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Easier To Carry Me

During the early years of missionary activity in China, four

members of one family accepted Christ as Savior, but the youngest, a

little boy, did not. Later, he came to his father and said he wanted

to receive the Savior and live for Him. The father felt he was not

old enough to understand what he was doing, so he explained what it

meant to make a commitment to Jesus. He told him that following

Christ would not always be easy. The boy gave this touching reply:

"God has promised to carry the lambs in His arms. I am only a little

boy. It will be easier for Jesus to carry me."

The simplicity and genuineness of that boy's faith made a profound

impression on the father, who quickly sensed that his son knew what he

was doing. Soon the youngster publicly declared his faith in Christ.

--Daily Bread

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Hindered By the Press?

A little boy, whose father was a newspaper printer, was

preparing his Sunday school lesson, and came across these words,

"He sought to see Jesus--and could not for the press." "Oh,

Dad," said the little lad, "is that why you can't love

Jesus,--because you are in the Press?" The child's words

impressed the father, and, like Zacchaeus, he ran on and

followed Jesus; and better still, he found the presence of

Christ a reality, even in the pressroom. --Christian Herald

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How Are Your Children Doing?

The Fordham Institute just released its most recent "Index for

Social Health for Children and Youth." This index combines infant

mortality, child abuse, teenage pregnancy, suicide, drug abuse, high

school dropout rates and a host of the factors into a scale of social

health that ranges from 0-100.

In 1970, the index stood at 68. Today? It's plummeted to 37, "the

worst year for children in two decades."

What the Fordham Institute didn't index, however, what we as

Christians should desire first for our children: Spiritual Health.

How are your children doing?

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How Moody Won Them

“What will you have?” asked a saloon keeper of Moody. “These children for my Sunday school,” Moody replied. Said the saloon keeper, “If you come down here next Thursday night, and meet the boys in the infidel club, which meets here, you may have the children.” Said Moody, “Agreed! I’ll be here!” Moody was there. He opened the meeting by saying, “Gentlemen, it is our custom to open our meeting with prayer. Tommy, jump on that barrel and pray.” Tommy perched himself on the barrel, turned his little face up toward Heaven, and how he did pray! As the tears stole down his cheeks the more tenderhearted beat a retreat, and finally those more rocklike, subdued by the pathos and spiritual power of the occasion slowly retired, until there was none left except the barkeeper, Moody and the praying boy.

“That will do, Tommy,” exclaimed the evangelist. “I claim the children,” said he, turning to the father. “They are yours according to contract,” replied the father, “but it is a queer way to fight.” “It is the way I win my battle,” said Moody. He had instructed the boy not to cease praying until he had prayed them all out. It was a piece of strategy full of tactfulness. The reality, the venturesomeness, the tact of such a man is worth emulating.

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Gospel Herald

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I Am the Teacher

Years ago when Robert Moffat was in Africa, he traveled far into the interior. One day he came to a tree upon which a board was fixed, saying that a Christian school was to be found in a village not far away. He was amazed, for he believed himself to be the first white man in that part. Making his way toward the village, he met a little native girl about twelve years of age, to whom he said, “I saw a board fastened to a tree saying that there was a Christian school held in the village. Would you be so good as to lead me to the teacher?” The little girl hung her head shyly and made no reply. “Do you know the teacher?” he asked. She replied this time with a nod. “Well, who is the teacher?” he persisted. Looking up into his face now, but still shyly, she answered, “I am the teacher.” Mr. Moffat discovered that the little girl had once been taken to a distant tribe, where she heard a missionary tell the people of the love of Jesus; and she had now become the first missionary to her own people.

-- Gospel Herald

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