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AMAZING EMERALDS AND THE BIGGEST

LUNGS

JOURNEY TOFREEDOM

COULD ELFRIEDE’S FAMILY ESCAPE WORLD WAR II?

LOSINGCONTROL

CHRISTY’S WEIGHT TORMENTED HER

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AUGUST 1, 2020 • VOLUME 68 • NUMBER 31

Guide® (ISSN 0017-5226) is a Christian story magazine primarily for readers ages 10-14. It is provided by Seventh-day Adventists and is published weekly by Pacific Press® Publishing Association, 1350 N. Kings Road, Nampa, ID 83687-3193. Periodicals postage paid at Nampa, Idaho. Copyright © 2020 by Pacific Press® Publishing Association. Printed in U.S.A. SUBSCRIPTIONS: Order through your church’s Sabbath School secretary, or call toll-free 1.800.447.7377. Yearly subscription: $61.58. ADDRESS CHANGES: Supply old and new addresses eight weeks in advance to P.O. Box 5353, Nampa, ID 83653-5353. POSTMASTER: Send address changes to Guide Circulation, P.O. Box 5353, Nampa, ID 83653-5353. Unless otherwise noted, Bible texts in this issue are from the New King James Version. Copyright © 1979, 1980, 1982 by Thomas Nelson, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved. Texts credited to NIV are from the Holy Bible, New International Version. Copyright © 1973, 1978, 1984, 2011 by Biblica, Inc. Used by permission. All rights reserved worldwide. Unless otherwise noted, all prominent photos © 2020 Thinkstock.com.

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The Number One Thing I Like to Forget

W hat are some of the most commonly forgotten camp-ing items? The story on page 20 piqued my curiosity about this, so I

googled it. Wouldn’t you?

Have I forgotten a phone charger?

Once.

Toothpaste? Never.

The third item isn’t terri-

bly essential. You can still

brush your teeth without

a swimsuit!

Let me tell you about my favorite thing

to forget, whether or not I’m on a trip:

sins. I don’t like remembering the mis-

takes I’ve made. Amazingly, God wants to

forget our sins. It’s called forgiveness.

I like the way the Amplified Bible puts

it: “He shall again have compassion on

us; He will subdue and tread underfoot

our wickedness [destroying sin’s power].

Yes, You will cast all our sins into the

depths of the sea” (Micah 7:19).*

When He forgives us, He sends our

sins so far away that we can’t even reach

them. Ask God to forgive you. He’ll do it

every time.

Your friend,

Laura Sámano, Managing Editor

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Worry Box

*Scripture from Amplified Bible, copyright

© 1954, 1958, 1962, 1964, 1965, 1987, 2015 by The Lockman Foundation. All rights reserved. Used by permission.

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Worry BoxBy Kris MacLeod

Imagine that we each have a worry box, full of our thoughts and concerns. Our worry box can become too heavy if we always carry it with us, but our faith and trust in the Lord can lighten the load.

“Cast your burden on the Lord, and He shall sustain you” (______ 55:22).

As you wander through the worry box below, follow the letters from the verse above to reach the end. The letters can be connected up, down, right, or left.

The remaining letters are in groups. Connect the letters in each group to discover some worry obstacles. List these obstacles in the order you find them as you follow the verse through the box. The first letter of each obstacle will direct you to the location of the verse.

Obstacles

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_____________________________ _________ 55:22

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A few months ago I asked a question in my weekly blog at the guidemagazine.com: What do you want me to write about? I have

selected two of your requested topics to write about today.

AMAZING EMERALDS

Even if you’re not a jewel expert, you can probably recognize an emerald when you see it because of their recognizable green color.

Emeralds are rare and are found in very few parts of the world. Most emeralds come from

Colombia, Zambia, Brazil, and Zimbabwe. Depending on quality, a one-carat emerald can be worth between $30

and $10,000. (One carat is about the weight of a single paper clip!)But a rare flawless larger emerald can fetch even more. The historic

Rockerfeller emerald sold for $5.5 million, which came to $305,000 per carat.

Although the emerald is a very hard mineral, most specimens have fractures or other materials trapped inside, which weakens their strength.

The enemy is trying to do the same to us. He’s trying to fracture our faith by tempting us to put bad materials inside our mind and body. If he succeeds, it will weaken our spiritual strength and connection with God. Be careful that the things you eat, drink, watch, or read are not weakening you.

“Therefore, whether you eat or drink, or whatever you do, do all to the glory of God” (1 Corinthians 10:31).

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Best Beltbuckle ever!

The Amazon rain forest is the largest tropical rain forest in the world. Often called the “lungs of the world,” the Amazon rain forest plays

an important role in cleaning the air of our planet. We need plants to breathe. Plants absorb carbon dioxide, then turn it into oxygen. In turn, people and animals inhale oxygen and exhale carbon dioxide, which the plants absorb again. It’s an amazing circle. I’m continually impressed with how God created everything to work together so well.

Unfortunately, you may have heard that during most of 2019, forest fires ravaged the Amazon rain forest. It’s believed that tens of thousands of human-made fires combined with illegal mining, ranching, and logging continue to threaten the “lungs of the world.”

There’s a very interesting verse in the Bible I want to share with you because it talks about trees:

“ When you are attacking a town and the war drags on, you must not cut down the trees with your axes. You may eat the fruit, but do not cut down the trees. Are the trees your enemies, that you should attack them?” (Deuteronomy 20:19, NLT).*

There are two neat things that jumped out at me when I read this verse. First of all, the verse says not to cut the trees, but instead to eat its fruit. The second thing is the sarcastic sense of humor when the writer asks, ‘Is the tree your enemy? Why would you attack a tree?’ That’s funny.

God gave humans dominion over earth, which means if we need to cut down a tree, we can. Nevertheless, as the world’s population nears 8 billion people, we also need to make sure we are taking care of the planet, especially its lungs. Remember, the earth belongs to God; our job is to take care of it. Let’s each do our part to take care of our own little corner of the world!

*Scripture quotations marked NLT are taken from the Holy Bible, New Living Translation, copyright © 1996, 2004, 2015 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers, Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved.

THE BIGGEST LUNGS

“The earth is the Lord’s, and everything in it. The world and all its people belong to him” (Psalm 24:1, NLT).*

Would Elfriede’s family ever find a place they could feel at home?

Journey to Freedom

*a civil and military engineering organi-

zation in Nazi Germany notorious for using forced labor


By Elfriede Volk 0 Illustrated By Shane L . Johnson

M other looked gaunt when she opened the door. Her eyes had dark rings under them, her cheeks were pale and sunken, and lines furrowed her face.

It was the war’s fault. World War II had caused Mother’s great dis-tress. Dad had owned a success-ful fruit and vegetable business once, but as a foreigner living in Germany, he couldn’t get a permit to buy gasoline, so his trucks sat idle, and the produce rotted. That’s when Dad sent Freddy to Holland to live with our married sister, Emma.

But when Freddy used up all the rationed soap, Emma sent Freddy back home.

“ Where’s Dad?” Freddy asked.“In Głogów, working in a Red

Cross hospital, so he wouldn’t get drafted by the Organization Todt.”*

“And Jack and Charlie?”“In the army.” “And the girls?”“At school.”“But it’s Sabbath!”“Those who don’t send their

children to school on Sabbath have them taken away and placed where they get so-called proper training and instruction.”

“God help us!” exclaimed Freddy.

Mother sighed. “ We have to move,” she said wearily.

“ Why? Move where?”

“The government wants our place to train members of Hitler Youth. But where we can go? Only God knows.”

Someone finally took pity on my mother and agreed to let her have one room. Mother moved in with the five younger children. Freddy helped, but stayed in the shed.

Soon we moved again to an-other city, where Freddy was told to join the Hitler Youth. When he refused, two fellows grabbed him and pinned him down. Another shaved him bald while his partner stood ready to paint the top of his head red.

After this humiliation Freddy hid in the nearby hills whenever the Hitler Youth met. While he was hiding, soldiers brought a cart to take us to the train station. We were evacuated to Czechoslo-vakia without him.

When the war was over, Dad came to take us home, but we arrived in the midst of a typhus epidemic, which our 13-year-old sister, Rachel, caught. The fever ravaged her body, her hair fell out, and her flesh wasted away.

Mother tended to her day and night, leaving our 14-year-old sister, Milly, to look after the rest of us. I followed her everywhere, crying for Mother and crying from

hunger. I even tried to eat a dis-carded household sponge, think-ing it was a slice of moldy bread.

Dad was forced to work on a farm planting crops. One day 9-year-old Willy took a jacket to Dad, but didn’t return until after curfew. A soldier saw him and threw him against a wall, then put a gun to his head. Willy sank down, crying and praying, and though the soldier had orders to shoot, he let Willy go.

With the peace treaty, borders changed. Our home was now in Poland. Dad risked his life, sneak-ing into a train station at night and riding on top of a train, to go to the Dutch Embassy in Warsaw to plead for help to return to the Netherlands.

W hen we arrived in Holland, government officials put us in emergency housing on the harbor with other homeless people. After several weeks Freddy joined us.

“Freddy!” Mother cried, “how’d you get here?”

“ Walking.”“But how did you know we were

here, and how did you survive?”“Dad told Frau Mueller you

were going to Holland, and she asked me to take a letter to her sister in the west. Her sister fed me and let me spend the night, then gave me a letter for another relative, and so on.”

“How were you able to cross the borders without papers?” Dad asked.

“By hiding in the hay that a farmer was taking across.”

Though we were Dutch, some people did not accept us, prob-ably because, except for Dad, we spoke only German.

One day 11-year old Dave was running an errand when he dropped a coin down into a storm drain. Using all his strength, he lifted the heavy cast-iron grating and reached down to retrieve the money. He was just bringing his hand up again when a boy kicked the grating, and it crashed down. “ Take that, you stupid German,” he yelled. The grate crushed one finger and almost severed it.

“ We’re going to Canada,” Dad decreed when he heard what had happened. “I want a better life than this for my children.”

A pastor who knew English helped him place an ad in the Canadian Messenger, and an Advent- ist rancher agreed to sponsor us.

C anada was better than expected. It was spring, and flowers were bloom-ing everywhere. Compared to the drab and dingy harbor area, it was a paradise. And so vast! It took five days to get from Quebec to Castlegar, British Columbia. The train wound its way through for-ests, past lakes as vast as oceans,


and across prairies where deer bounded away and children waved in welcome. Then it climbed the Rocky Mountains with peaks that glistened with snow.

A reception committee was waiting in Castlegar. They greeted us with smiles and hugs.

Two weeks after we arrived, on Willy’s sixteenth birthday, a car drove into our yard.

“ Visitors!” Mother panicked. “I have no chairs and nothing to serve.”

“They are bringing their own chairs!” I exclaimed.

We sat in the once-empty living room, smiling, talking with our hands (because we didn’t know the language yet), and singing. After Dad and Willy had come in from the evening’s milking, women came out of the kitchen, bearing plates loaded with food. The feast ended with a cake ablaze with 16 candles.

“Blow!” the people urged Willy, who had never seen a birthday cake before.

“Like this!” a teenage girl crowed, demonstrating.

Then Willy understood, and everyone cheered as the candles were extinguished.

When the last of the guests finally left, we could hardly walk into the kitchen. It was filled with furniture and boxes piled high. The boxes contained food, dishes, household goods, and anything else we might need. The church

members had worked together for more than a year, preparing these gifts to share.

Even nature showered us with its bounties. Not to be outdone by spring, summer brought wild strawberries, saskatoons, black-caps, and a host of other berries. Fall was not far behind with hazel-nuts, and pears and apples left on deserted homesteads.

There was only one thing that troubled me. We’d have to start school in September. What would the teacher say when he found out we would not attend on Sabbath?

With my pounding heart, I ap-proached Mr. Smailoff that first Friday.

“I will tomorrow not at school be,” I told him in my broken English.

He stared at me.“ Tomorrow I go church,” I

explained.“But in Canada no one goes to

school on Saturday,” he said. “So you go to church tomorrow, I go on Sunday, and on Monday we both go back to school.”

As I ran home that afternoon, I could hardly see because of my tears. But they were tears of joy. Canada was better than I could have imagined.

Find the emoji that shows how Elfriede felt about Canada. It’s hiding somewhere in this magazine.

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Christy thought her parents wanted to

control her life.


I stepped on the scale and looked down at the number. I had to admit that I was pretty proud of myself. In just four weeks I had shed 32 pounds. Still, I was disgusted with my pudgy stomach and flabby thighs, so I planned to continue to diet until I felt good about my body. I hoped that day would come soon be-cause I was sick of feeling fat and ugly. Plus, lately I was always cold, tired, and sad.

I dreaded mealtime—especially dinner— because I could feel my parents scrutinizing my every bite. One night when we sat down to a spaghetti dinner, my mom pleaded in despera-tion, “Please eat!”

“I am eating!” I retorted, making a point to wind a big wad of noodles around my fork. “See?”

I pressed the spaghetti against my pale lips,

By Christy Heitger-Ewing

In a Hurry to Lose Weight?Experts agree that healthy weight loss should be about one or

two pounds a week. Anything faster than that can put you at risk for some serious health problems. It may be tempting to want to shed the pounds quickly, but keep this in mind: not only is slow and steady the healthier way to go, but people who take their time losing weight are more likely to keep it off, too.

but couldn’t bear the thought of actually opening up and swallow-ing a mouthful of carbohydrates.

Mom rolled her tired eyes—eyes that were fighting back tears.

“ You pick at your food, Christy, but you hardly eat a bite,” she said. “I can’t remember the last time I saw you eat a real meal.”

“ We’re worried about you, sweetie,” Dad said softly. “ We think you have anorexia. It’s an eating disorder where you starve yourself.”

“ What?” I snapped. “That’s ridiculous. I’m fine!”

“If you were fine, you wouldn’t be wasting away,” Mom said, her voice cracking. “ What do you weigh these days, anyway?”

My stomach dropped. I knew exactly what I weighed, but I wasn’t going to say.

“I dunno,” I muttered.Dad motioned to Mom. “Honey,

go get the scale.”“N-n-n-noo,” I stammered.As Mom set the scale in front

of me, I felt a sense of impending doom—as if I had been asked to walk the plank.

I stepped up. When the number registered, my mom gasped.

“I knew you’d lost weight,” Mom said, her head shaking in disbelief. “But I had no idea it was that much!”

Then Dad said he and Mom needed to talk, and he sent me to my room. I hadn’t been sent

to my room since I was 9 years old. I was infuriated that they were treating me like a baby. Why couldn’t they just leave me alone?

T he next morning Mom and Dad greeted me at the breakfast table with a pile of pancakes, a packed suitcase, and some shocking news. They were taking me to a hospital located an hour and a half from home. It was an in-treatment pro-gram for people suffering from eating disorders. They explained that I would be working with doc-tors and psychologists and meet-ing with other girls who also had issues with food. My raw, empty stomach felt sicker than usual as my mind spun with rage.

“How could you?” I seethed as I shoved the plate of pancakes clear across the table. “How could you just ship me off to live with a bunch of strangers? I have school, and friends, and a life here! Do you want to get rid of me so you don’t have to look at my fat, ugly face?”

“ You’re not fat!” Mom said. “ You’re skin and bones!”

“Fine! I’ll eat!” I said in a panic as tears streamed down my cheeks. “Just don’t punish me by sending me away!”

Mom said that this wasn’t a punishment and that they were doing this because they loved me.

“Love?” I snarled through grit-


ted teeth. “If you loved me, you’d understand why I need to lose weight! Do you know what hap-pens to fat kids? They get teased constantly, and nobody wants to hang out with them. Do you want me to be miserable and alone?”

“No!” Dad insisted. “ We want to keep you alive. And at the rate you’re going, you won’t be here by your next birthday.”

I was livid, but my parents had given me no choice. They admit-ted me into the hospital that day and told me they would be pray-ing for me and visiting me as much as they were allowed.

T he first few days at the hospital were terrifying. I resented my parents for putting me in a place where I was surrounded by scary sounds, un-familiar faces, sterile smells, and horrible stories about patients who were there again—for the third or fourth time in a year. I detested how my every move was monitored and how every calorie that entered my body was charted. The daily weigh-ins were torture. Plus, I didn’t trust my psycholo-gist; it felt as if he was on my parents’ side, not mine.

Stubborn and annoyed, I plan-ned to continue losing weight just to spite everyone around me. Then one day my doctor said something that really scared me. He said that I was a ticking time

bomb and that any one of my major organs could give out at any moment, and I’d be dead. Then he threatened to hook me up to an IV if I didn’t gain weight immediate-ly. I didn’t want to be fed through a tube. I didn’t want to die, either.

I began to see my parents’ perspective. At first I felt as if they had ripped away my control just to be mean, but now I could see that they did what they had to do to save my life. And honestly, I was ready to start living again. For nearly a year my world had been consumed by calories and num-bers on a scale. I missed caring about things besides my weight. I missed my family. I missed my friends. I missed my life.

I asked for God’s forgiveness for putting so much blame on my parents. I also asked Him for the strength to relinquish control and allow the doctors to help me heal. Through this awful experience, I

Not Just a Girl Thing At least 30 million people suffer

from an eating disorder in the United States, including 10 million boys and men. Eating disorders affect

people of all genders, ages, ethnici-ties, body shapes, and weights. With treatment many people can recover fully from eating disorders, including

anorexia, and lead a healthy life. —nationaleatingdisorders.org


Continued on p. 27

Skateboards were all the

rage. I watched lots of

older kids “sidewalk surf-

ing,” and I wanted to try it.

But you know parents. Mine

said, “No, it’s too dangerous. You

can’t have a skateboard.”

Back then, skateboards didn’t

grip the concrete the way they do

today. Helmets and other safety

gear weren’t available. Rides

were noisy and bumpy.

That didn’t keep me from beg-

ging, and it didn’t keep me from

coveting every skateboarder’s

wheels and wheelies. They were

way cool! Then it happened. A neighbor

of mine, a girl no less, got a skate-

board. It tore me up watching her

ride up and down her driveway.

A few times she messed up and

barreled out into the street.

Fortunately there were no cars

coming. One day, when my sister and I

were outside, my neighbor came

over carrying her skateboard.

David’s toes itched to cling

to that super-duper board.

By David Rollings, Jr. as told to Lucinda J. Rollings

Illustrated By Chris Murphy


“David, do you want to try it?” she asked, holding out her prized possession. My toes itched to cling to that super-duper board. I glanced around. Mom was in the house. Dad was at work. I gave my sister the evil eye, meaning You’d better not tell.

“Sure!” I said and tentatively stepped on. Balancing was a little tricky. This is harder than it looks, I thought. But I wasn’t going to ad-mit that to a girl! Slowly I maneu-vered the board up and down the driveway, back and forth, until I

thought I had the hang of its rug-ged rocking motion.

Then I decided to do a stupid thing. Our garage floor is about two inches higher than the driveway. The garage door was open, and I decided to make the skateboard do a fancy little jump over that lip and sail smoothly into the garage.

I gave the board a little shove and tried tipping up the front edge a tad. The skateboard went airborne—but I didn’t. Bam! Landing on the concrete garage floor, I automatically put my arm

down to break the fall. My arm hurt so horribly I didn’t even think about putting on a tough-guy face in front of the girls.

My sister fled into the house crying hysterically, “Mom! Mom! David broke his arm! David broke his arm!” There I was sprawled on the concrete. Everybody was gawking at me. Mom came run-ning out, heard my anguished cries, saw me holding my arm, and rushed back into the house for a bag of ice. No words of con-demnation—just comfort.

Unfortunately, we had only one car, which my dad had taken to work. He was supposed to be home any time. There was no way to get me to the hospital until he arrived. Of course, that day he was late. My sister ran to the cor-ner looking for him. After what seemed like an eternity, Dad ar-rived. My parents helped me into the car, and we dashed off to the hospital, about 25 minutes away.

Mom and Dad decided to look for a police officer, hoping the of-ficer could get me to the hospital more quickly. But on and on we drove in rush-hour traffic with not a single police officer in sight. About five miles away Dad saw a police car sitting on the side of the road. He screeched to a halt next to the police car and explained the situation.

The police officer had Mom and me get into the front seat of his

The skateboard went airborne—but

I didn’t.


vehicle, and we sped away to the hospital, sirens blaring, weaving in and out of traffic, with my dad trying to follow. Later Mom told me she thought we were going to die in a car wreck before we got to the hospital. The kind police officer kept looking over and asking, “ You doing OK, buddy?” Mom was praying he would pay attention to his driving!

When we arrived at the hospi-tal, the nurses rushed me right in—past everybody sitting in the waiting room. Yep. My left arm was broken just above the wrist,

but they fixed me all up. I wore a cast for six weeks. Since this hap-pened right before the start of the school year, I got to start attend-ing a new school while wearing a cast. That was disappointing. At least everybody knew who I was: the boy with the broken arm!

I learned that day that Mom’s rule about staying off skate-boards hadn’t been invented to keep me from having fun. She had been trying to keep me safe. I think God’s laws are the same way. And life is much more fun without broken arms!

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W ho stole my bathrobe?” Avery bellowed. She pushed aside the tent flaps and rapidly blinked in the bright sunlight. “I can’t find it anywhere in our tent. Which one of you took it?”

“No one stole your bathrobe,” Avery’s younger sister, Suzette, corrected. “I’m sure someone borrowed it.”

Suzette’s best friend, Tina,

tried not to look guilty. She slowly stirred her bowl of oat-meal over their small camping table. “Did you look for it in your suitcase?”

Avery disappeared into the tent. “I found it. Wait, how did you know it was there?” she called out. “I always leave it hanging up. Tinnnaaa.”

Suzette sighed and looked at

THE PROBLEM WITH BORROWED BATHROBES

By Abigail Duman 0 Illustrated By Doug JonesBy Abigail Duman 0 Illustrated By Doug Jones


What a difference one robe can make!

Tina. “If only one of us had remembered our

bathrobes. We wouldn’t have to borrow hers.”

The two friends giggled.

A s scores of Adventists gathered in southern New England for camp meet-ing Avery, Suzette, and Tina had joined them among the neat rows of identical canvas tents. Until

now, camp meeting had meant pleasant

reunions, sermons under the big tent, and positive memories. But Avery’s bathrobe and an honest mistake would lead to a night Tina would never forget. When the last meeting under the big tent ended, night had settled across the wide fields.

“Suzette, let’s see your flash-light,” Tina urged. “It’s dark, and all of these tents look exactly the same to me.”

Suzette fumbled in her pockets. “I left mine back in the tent.”


Avery whipped out her flash-light with a sigh. “Girls, it’s time that you become more organized. What would you do without me?”

“Probably walk into the wrong tent,” Tina joked.

“Oh, wouldn’t that be awful?” Suzette giggled.

Tina’s eyes flickered open. What time is it? She crawled out of her sleeping bag. About to slip out of the tent, she stopped herself. I can’t walk to the bathhouse in only my nightgown!

Returning to the tent, she snuck around Avery’s bed and stretched out her hands in the darkness. Let’s see . . . her bathrobe is always hanging up here every night. Brushing the soft folds of the robe, she thought, Do I really want to borrow her bathrobe again and make her mad? No, not really. But I don’t have much choice. Just one more time.

Tina hastily wrapped it around her and slipped away from the confines of the tent. She walked as quickly as she could along the dark path between the tent rows.

“I wish I had remembered a flashlight,” Tina mumbled as she returned to her tent. “It would make the way easier to see.”

Reaching the tent flaps, she quickly slipped inside and tiptoed across the plywood floor. Yes, I feel my blanket right here. Set-tling back down for the night, she

closed her eyes.A deep nasal snore pierced the

silence of the tent. Tina’s eyes popped open. Her heart skipped a beat. She slowly craned her neck to study the face of her tentmate, then clamped her hand over her mouth to keep from gasping. The person snoring beside her was not Suzette—it was a scruffy-faced elderly man!

Tina ran from the tent in hor-ror and found her actual sleep-ing quarters only a couple rows down. “Suzette, Suzette!” she gripped her friend’s shoulder.

Suzette looked up blankly at Tina. “ What’s going on?”

“I walked into the wrong tent and got into bed with an old man who was snoring!”

“Did he wake up?”“I don’t think so.” Tina shook

her head. “I bolted as quickly as I could!”

“How did you miss our tent?”“I must have been confused in

the darkness. I didn’t have Avery’s flashlight. I wish she had put it in the pocket of her bathrobe.” Tina suddenly groaned. “The bathrobe. I must have left it in that man’s tent! Oh, Suzette, what is that man going to think when he wakes up in the morning and finds Avery’s bathrobe? I can’t go back for the bathrobe. I just can’t.”

“ You can’t not go back.” Suzette suddenly sounded stern. “Avery is going to be furious. We’re already

Bible Search Challenge


Continued on p. 27

Possible answers on p. 27

Bible Search ChallengeBy Melissa Yeagle

You can do this challenge on your own or as a race with a friend or group of friends. Your goal is to find a verse that starts with each letter from the word SEARCH.

SEARCH



Have you ever heard that at one time people be-lieved the earth was flat? We can look at a photo from space and know the earth is a sphere.There was also a time many people would die after

having surgery, but it was discovered that deaths would decrease if those treating the patient would wash their hands. The medical profession laughed at this idea, but now we know that when we wash our hands, we wash away germs and bacteria that cause illnesses and infections.

In the early 1600s most people believed that the earth was the center of our solar system. They believed that the sun and planets revolved around the earth. People held to this belief because of the story in Joshua 10:13, where the children of Israel were fighting the Amorites. The Bible says, “The sun stood still, and the moon stopped, till the people had revenge upon their enemies.” They were afraid to change their thinking. We know, based on further study of God’s universe, that the sun is the center of our solar system and that the planets revolve around the sun, and that the cycles of day and night are caused by the rotation

of the earth around its axis.It is important that when we are studying the Bible,

we do not take a verse out of context or throw it away just because we do not understand it or have questions about it.

There are many things that we cannot understand in our current human condition. During the course of the world’s 6,000-year history, the consequences of sin have left us unable to understand many things about God and eternity.

However, there are many things we can understand when we ask for the Holy Spirit’s help. Whenever we study the Bible or a topic that we have questions about, the resources God has given us—the Bible, nature, life experiences—all help us get a picture of what is truth. The Bible is our guide to understanding God, His character, and His plan for our lives. Every question we have may not be answered while we live in this sinful world, but one day God will answer our questions. And throughout eternity God will show us and answer the most difficult of all questions.

SEEKING TRUTH

Memory Text: Sanctify them by Your truth. Your word is truth” (John 17:17).

Our Beliefs, no. 1, The Holy Scriptures: “The Holy Scriptures, Old and New Testaments, are the written Word of God, given by divine inspiration. The inspired authors spoke and wrote

as they were moved by the Holy Spirit. In this Word, God has committed to humanity the knowledge necessary for salvation. The Holy Scriptures are the supreme, authoritative, and the infallible revelation of His will.”

Read Thoughts From the Mount of Blessing, pp. 48-50.

SABBATH Read this week’s Real-Time Faith story above.

One day you are spending time with one of your non-Christian friends when the conversation comes around to the Bible. Your friend claims that the Bible is untrustworthy because it is “scientifically inaccurate.” Your friend points out

such verses as Joshua 10:13, which says that the sun stood still, and Isaiah 13:10, which seems to imply that the moon gives off its own light. How would you respond?

SUNDAY Read John 14:6.

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LESSON 6: GOD’S TRUTH

God has given us the Holy Scriptures to help us live healthy and happy lives of service. The Bible is our Guide that holds God’s promises to help, guide, and protect us. The Scriptures explain how we should live and how to be faithful to our heavenly Father. It tells us about a loving Savior who will one day return and take us to His heavenly home to live with Him forever. The Bible is God’s love letter to us.

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MONDAY Read Psalm 119:105; Isaiah 8:20; Hebrews 4:12.

TUESDAY Read John 16:12, 13.

Welcome to the age you will begin making some decisions on your own. Without the resources and ability to find the truth, you will be susceptible to falsehood. What you believe now has a way of shaping what you think for the rest of your life. If you base your life decisions on just what the world says is truth, you will never be satisfied. Satisfaction, peace, and purpose in life come by a knowledge of God’s truth.

Through the guidance of the Holy Spirit, we learn about God’s truth by reading and listening to His Word, studying the life and character of Jesus, learning about the natural laws that govern the world around us, and experiencing for ourselves the love of Jesus. It is important to recognize the difference between truth and error. As we rely on God’s guidance through His Word, He will give us the wisdom to see the difference. Paul advised in Philippians 4:8: “Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things” (KJV).

When we come upon things in the Bible that we do not understand, we should recognize that the things we don’t understand do not affect the things we do understand. The fact that we don’t understand everything in God’s Word does not mean that we should doubt His character of love and forgiveness. If we are open to His leading, God will continue to teach us more about Himself.

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THURSDAY Read John 1:14. Review the memory text.

FRIDAY Read Psalm 25:4, 5.

God knows that we won’t understand everything about His character or the truth revealed in His Word and in the world around us. We may have notions about life that aren’t completely correct. But God has revealed enough to enable us to know Him—not everything about Him, not everything about what has happened in history. But we have enough to know Him personally. And the wonderful thing is that His grace is big enough to accept and love us even with our questions. We don’t need to have a perfect understanding about everything for God to love us and for us to love Him. God will help us find the truth by the gift of His Holy Spirit. A gift? The Holy Spirit is a guide into truth—not just some truth, but according to John 16:12, 13, all truth that we can comprehend and are ready to accept!

Pick one or two issues that affect your life and research those topics using the Bible, the life of Jesus, the laws of health that govern the created world, and the godly advice and example of mature Christians. The topics you choose can be anything that affects you. For example: relationships, priorities, behaviors, and practices that have an impact on our well-being—anything you’re interested in finding God’s truth about. Be sure to ask for God’s Spirit to lead you to the truth. If you need help, you can ask your parents, your pastor, or other church members. When you’re finished with your research, write what you discovered in the space that follows.

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Match the phrase with the text, using Biblegateway.com.1. _______John 18:37, 38 (NIV)2. _______John 14:16, 17 (NIV)3. _______John 16:12, 13 (NIV)4. _______Philippians 4:8 (KJV)5. _______Psalm 31:5 (KJV)6. _______John 8:44 (NIV)7. _______John 1:14 (NIV)8. _______John 14:6 (KJV)

A. “Jesus saith unto him, ‘I am the way.’ ”B. “If there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on

these things.”C. “O Lord God of truth.”D. “The Word became flesh.”E. “When he lies, he speaks his native language, for he is a

liar and the father of lies.”F. “The world cannot accept him, because it neither sees him

nor knows him.”G. “I have much more to say to you.”H. “You are a king, then!”

WEDNESDAY Bible Insights


“Losing Control,” from p. 15

developed a new kind of love and respect for my parents.

Mom and Dad stayed true to their word. They visited me almost every day during my month-long hospital stay. And after I was discharged, they supported me during my outpatient treatment.

Through God’s grace and guidance, I slowly regained my health and sense of self. Had my parents not stepped in and taken responsibility for my physical and psychological well-being, my story would have likely ended in tragedy. I thank God that Mom and Dad gave me the chance to

live—and to grow up so that one day I, too, could become a nurtur-ing parent. And for that I will be forever grateful.

“The Problem With Borrowed Bathrobes,” from p. 22

in trouble for borrowing her bath-robe earlier this week. What will she say if it’s gone?”

Tina took a deep breath. “I will spare myself from her wrath. I will go back. But I will never borrow her bathrobe again!” Tina paused, listening to Avery’s quiet breath-ing on the other side of the tent. “ Won’t you go back with me, Suzette?”

“No way!”Tina gingerly retraced her

steps through the night, hesitat-ingly parting the doorway flap, and reached for the borrowed bathrobe in the darkness. The stranger snored peacefully as she crept back out under the stars and breathed a sigh of relief.

When morning came, Avery looked pleased as she emerged from the tent to join the other girls for breakfast. “Thank you for leaving my bathrobe alone last night.” She nodded maturely. “I like to find my things right where I’ve left them originally.”

Tina shot Suzette a knowing look. In that moment they both resolved to respect other people’s property with more faithfulness in the future.

Tina and Suzette each nodded to the older girl sweetly. “I think we’ve learned our lesson, Avery. We’ll never borrow your bathrobe again!”

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Answers: Worry Box, p. 3:

Popularity, School grades, Apperarances, Learning skills, Making decisions. Psalm 55:22. Bible Search Challenge, p. 23: S Proverbs 2:2, 1 Chronicles 16:11, E Genesis 8:19, Genesis 5:21, A Psalm 112:5, Romans 8:28, R Exodus 20:8, Psalm 97:12, C Ecclesiastes 11:1, 1 Peter 5:7, H Psalm 112:2, Romans 8:32.These answers were found using the New King James Version. There are many other possible answers you could find. Keep searching the Scriptures!


power points® story

L ot faced an important decision. For someone so young, it seemed that changes were always coming his way. And they weren’t always happy changes. Sometimes they were pretty scary.

First, his father, Haran, had died at an early age. Lot went to live with his grandfather Terah. Then Terah moved the entire family out of the city of Ur, where Lot’s father was buried. Lot had to pack up and leave his birthplace, his friends, every-thing!

In the company of his grand-father and his two uncles, Nahor and Abram, Lot set out for the land of Canaan. The most direct way to Canaan would have been to go across the Arabian Desert, but that was impossible. No one would have survived that. Instead they set out on an indirect route up the great Euphrates River.

Along the way, after traveling 600 miles, they settled in a city called Haran.

Life in their new home brought with it more changes in the family. In their homeland they had been faithful to God and had followed His leading. Regretfully, however, when they settled in the land of Haran, some of them began to worship other gods. Little by little they adopted the practices of the sur-rounding people.

After Grandfather Terah died, God told Abram, Lot’s uncle, to go on to Canaan. This was where they had been headed in the first place. It was time, Abram said, to move again.

Everyone knew that Abram was faithful to God. If he said God had brought him a mes-sage, it was not something that could be ignored. Now he said that God had warned him of the

Imagine that half your family is moving away. You can choose to go or to stay. How would you feel about leaving them—and your friends—to go somewhere you knew nothing about?

Altars, Altars Everywhere


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dangers of staying where they were. But Canaan sounded so distant, so different from what the family was used to. Instead of living in solid, comfortable homes, with four walls and a roof, they might be spending the rest of their lives in flimsy tents. And the people who lived in that place were known to be even more wicked than the people of Haran. Why would this decision to go on to Canaan be a good idea? Lot’s uncle Nahor declared that he and his family were stay-ing in Haran.

Abram and his wife, Sarai, and their family prepared to leave. As they packed their belongings, they urged Lot to come with them. “God has made us a promise,” Abram said. “He told me: ‘I will make you into a great nation, and I will bless you; I will make your name great, and you will be a blessing’ [Genesis 12:2, NIV]. If we follow His leading, our people will become a great nation. God said this, and I be-lieve Him.”

Lot was torn. Whom should he follow? Finally, when Abram was ready to leave, Lot decided to go with him. Throughout this great migration to Canaan, however, Abram never claimed to be a great leader. Wherever he went, Abram always acknowledged that God, his heavenly Father, was the leader of His people.

When they reached a place called Shechem, they camped in a broad, grassy valley. It was a beautiful, fertile area, known for its grainfields and orchards. To show his thanks for God’s lead-ing, Abram built an altar.

Canaan had long been the home of a people who worship-ped idols. As Abram further explored Canaan, he came across many altars that were built to honor false gods. The Canaanites had actually offered human sacrifices on these altars. In these surroundings Abram boldly placed his own altars for the worship of the one true God.

Wherever Abram pitched his tent, he immediately set up an altar to God and called his peo-ple to worship. These were joyful celebrations. Abram felt respon-sible to give back to God a part of the substance with which the Lord had blessed him. Everyone in Abram’s camp came together to praise God for His leading.

Lot observed the influence that Abram began to have in Canaan. Abram and Sarai became known throughout the new land, as they had in Haran, for their service and love to all. Whenever Abram left one of his encampments, the altar remained as a witness to anyone who happened by. Lot learned from his uncle Abram’s example to serve God wherever he journeyed.

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Key References: Genesis 11:27-12:9; Patriarchs and Prophets, pp. 125-131; The Bible Story (1994), vol. 1, pp. 138-147; Our Beliefs,

nos. 21, 17, 3.

We can serve God wherever He leads us.

“Whoever serves me must follow me; and

where I am, my servant also will be. My Father will honor the one who

serves me” (John 12:26, NIV).

power points® DO Do this week’s activity at

guidemagazine.org. READ Study Genesis 11:27-30 and this week’s story, “Altars, Altars Everywhere.” LEARN Begin to memorize the power text. RESEARCH Use an encyclopedia, concordance, or Bible dictionary to find out as much as

possible about altars. Write, in your Bible study journal, what you find.

PRAY Ask God to help you be willing to follow His leading.

READ Study Genesis 11:31, 32. THINK Why is Abram’s family background important? CREATE Draw Abram’s family tree, starting with Terah. REVIEW Review the power text. PRAY Thank God for your own family.

READ Study Genesis 12:1-3. THINK How did Abram know that this message came from God? REFLECT Think about a time God sent you a message that led you to do some special service for Him. SERVE Find someone who needs help or encouragement. Allow God to use you to reach out to that

person through acts of kindness.

REVIEW Review the power text. PRAY Thank God for empowering you to serve others.

READ Study Genesis 12:4, 5.

THINK Who were the people Abram took with him? What can you learn from Abram and his people about leaving everything behind to serve where God calls you?

LIST In your Bible study journal, list three people for whom you can do something special and ways you can help them. Surprise one person each day for the next three days by doing what you listed.

REVIEW Review the power text.

PRAY Ask that God will bless the people in your life through your acts of service.


FIND In your Bible, find two other people who served God and others in a strange land. How did their service differ from Abram’s? How was it the same?

BUILD Build an altar out of simple materials. Write out the power text and place it on your altar.

REVIEW Review the power text.

PRAY Ask God to give you ideas about how to leave the world a better place because of your service for Him.


THINK Why do you think Abram built an altar wherever he pitched his tent? What were some of the advantages for Abram and the people around him of having an altar to worship God?

DISCUSS Brainstorm about service activities your family can do together in your area.

SHARE Repeat the power text aloud from memory.

PRAY Kneel together and dedicate your lives to serving God wherever He leads you as a family.

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To read or listen to this week’s Sabbath School lesson, go to juniorpowerpoints.org, or use your Bible study guide.

IN AN ANCIENT CITY, GOD CALLS A MAN WHOSE FAMILY WORSHIPS FALSE GODS.

HIS NAME IS ABRAM.

ABRAM FOLLOWS GOD’S DIRECTION. HIS WIFE, SARAI; HIS NEPHEW LOT; AND THEIR HOUSEHOLD JOIN HIM.

THEY TRAVEL TO CANAAN, WHERE ABRAM BUILDS AN ALTAR TO GOD.

Go from your country, your people,

and your father’s household—to the land I will show you.

I will make you into a great nation, and

I will bless you.

and you will be a blessing.

I will make your name great . . .

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