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** Dedicated to writers or those that helped us become us.**

 By

“Robin Clifton”  

  Who made the cool green grass that tickles your toes
 on the laziest of sunny afternoons?
 Was it Daddy? No!
 God did.
 Then God said, "Good."
 
 Who made the birds that sing the early morning songs
 to wake you to a beautiful day?
 Was it Mommy? No!

 God did.
 Then God said, "Good."
 
 Who made the millions of twinkling stars in the sky,
 That sparkle and light up the night?
 Was it Grandpa? No!
 God did.
 Then God said, "Good."
 
 Who made the wooly sheep that give Grandma the yarn
 to make you cozy warm sweaters?
 Was it Grandma? No!
 God did.
 Then God said, "Good."
 
 Who made the fish of every shape, color, and size,
 Living in a coral reef?
 Was it teacher? No!
 God did.
 Then God said, "Good."
 
 Who made your nose and your ears and your eyes
 and colored your skin and hair?
 Was it the doctor? Was it Mommy? Was it Daddy? No!
 God did.
      But THIS time God said.
 
                 VERY good!

Tabitha hated being the smallest in all her class. She hated that she couldn’t see what everyone else could see. She especially hated being called midget, or pipsqueak.

        Everyday her confidence was shrinking down to her height. Smaller and smaller. However one Sunday her size was going to be her prized gift. Stuck up the tunnel was a little kitten. Mrs Turnball said whoever gets him could have him.

        The larger children wriggled and squirmed and tried to force themselves down the tunnel. The kitten continued to cry. The children all swapped turns to the next one. The laughed as each one took their turn at being jammed in the tunnel.

        At last, everyone in the group but Tabitha had had their turn. “Can I have a turn,” Tabitha asked? The other children glanced at her with a glare that made Tabitha think otherwise about climbing down that tunnel.

        “Why of course you can,” chirped Mrs. Turnball. Tabitha skipped forward up to the neck of the tunnel. Standing on tippee toes peering into the darkness, her eyes straining hard to locate the prize awaiting her.

         Mrs Turnball helped her up in the same way as the rest of the children. Tabitha squirmed and wiggled and slithered closer and closer to the kitten. The meowing of the kitten acted as a guide of how much further she had to go. Slowly and carefully, she progressed closer and closer.

        Hooray! At last the little ball of fluff was firmly within her grip. Tabitha began the long squirm back. This trip was nowhere near as hard as going in. The joy of her prize and the light at the end was a welcomed sight that kept her moving towards the exit.

        The light guided her way out with her prize firmly in hand. AT the entrance of the tunnel, Tabitha handed the kitten to Mrs Turnball. “Thank you for the offer of the kitten but I want you to give it to someone who really needs a friend.” With that Tabitha began skipping home.

        Suddenly there was a tap on the shoulder. Tabitha spun around. There stood Josie with the kitten in her hand. “Excuse me why didn’t you take the kitten?”

        “I know I am not allowed kittens and I thought someone else deserved it. I couldn’t leave it down there.”

        “Tabitha, you are amazing! You are!.. Look, you went down that tunnel even though we teased you. Then you gave it to me and I know I probably teased you the most. I am sorry.”

        “Arghh! Don’t worry about it. I forgive you. God is my friend and he taught me a lot down through that tunnel today,” Tabitha said, beginning to trail off as she began to think about her thoughts climbing down through the tunnel.

        “Tabitha, that’s interesting but I have to run. Perhaps one day you may be able to tell me about it.” With that Josie began running away.

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            WHAT DO YOU THINK TABITHA COULD HAVE LEARNT CLIMBING DOWN THROUGH THE TUNNEL?

            As Tabitha kept her focus strongly on the kitten’s meow, she could continue to go forward. When we keep focused on God, we too can go forward. It doesn’t matter where we are.

            WHAT DO YOU THINK TABITHA LEARNT CLIMBING OUT OF THE TUNNEL?

    The tunnel’s end was glowing with daylight to guide her out of the darkness. God is our light lifting us out of darkness.

Puzzles

The answer to these are in this crossword. Circle the answer.

1.      Who died for us?

2.      _ _ _ _ the Baptist.

3.      Holy _ _ _ _ _ _

4.      Matthew,   _ _ _ _, Luke and John are the four Gospels.

5.      He created us in his likeness?

AS YOU COLOR THIS IN! THINK ABOUT THE PRESENTS GOD HID INSIDE YOU? WHAT ARE YOUR SPECIAL GIFTING?

MEANING: WHAT HAS GOD GIVEN YOU THAT NO ONE ELSE HAS. HOW ARE YOU SPECIAL? GOD MADE EACH OF DIFFERENT BUT EQUALLY SPECIAL TO HIM. WHAT IS THE GREATEST THING GOD DID FOR YOU?

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