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- Herausgeber: Ella Swan
- Kategorie: Für Kinder und Jugendliche
- Sprache: Englisch
Ready to take a divine journey where biblical tales come alive? “Bible Stories Collection” opens young hearts to Jesus’s miracles, Christian moral values, and the love of God!
Struggling to find engaging ways to introduce your children to the profound stories of the Bible?
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Looking for a resource that not only teaches but truly connects your children to the love of Christ?
We get it. Sometimes, making the Bible relatable to your kids can be a challenge—but not for long!
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Bible Stories Collection” weaves the tales of Jesus’s miracles into a captivating collection of stories that not only imparts Christian moral values but also fosters a genuine connection to Christ.
With every turn of the page, watch as your children grow in God’s love.
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- Spiritual Connection: Foster a deep connection to Christ and God’s love early.
And more!
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Bible Stories Collection
A Captivating Religious Storybook for Kids to Discover Jesus's Miracles, Learn Christian Moral Values, Connecting To Christ, and Grow in God's Love.
Bible Stories For Kids
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Ella Swan
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Contents
Bible Stories For Kids
A Collection Of Captivating Religious Tales for Children to Teach Christian Moral Values, Jesus's Miracles, and Faith to Grow in God's Name.
Ella Swan
The Mysterious Tree
Close your eyes and take a journey to a world where the sun stretches its rays over the cottony clouds during the day and the stars glitter in the darkness of the night like a billion silver earrings hanging from a big, black blanket.
The waves in the ocean are whispering. The wind sings as it makes the leaves of the trees dance. Can you hear them?
Now, imagine the rabbits with their floppy, furry ears racing across the meadow against the long-legged kangaroos. Picture penguins skating across slippery ice and ostriches stretching their necks while sitting on a bed of hot sand. Imagine a whale longer than three buses creating a big splash or a stick insect no bigger than your thumb trying to be, well, a stick.
This is the world God created a long, long time ago. A beautiful and peaceful world. A colorful world. A perfect world.
Even God was very happy with what He had made, but He also could not help but feel that there was something missing.
"What else can I add?" God wondered. "A unicorn? A flower that can sing? A sea of pure chocolate?"
He touched His fingertips together and stroked His chin as He thought, and soon, the idea came to Him.
“I know just what this beautiful world needs!” He exclaimed.
God gathered some dust in his hands, spat on it to make it into clay and then started making shapes, putting them together to make something with a head, two arms and two legs - a man! Then he poked two holes in the man’s head and blew into it.
As he took his first breath, the clay man turned into a real man. He opened his eyes, stood on his feet, and looked at his hands. He was alive!
God was happy with his latest creation. Now, He just had to think of where to put the man.
First, God put the man inside a cave, but the man did not like the cave.
“It is too cold and too dark,” he said.
Next, God put the man underwater, building a house with walls of coral and a seaweed roof, but the man almost drowned.
God then tried putting the man on an island in the middle of the sea, but it was too hot, and he did not like the sand because it tickled his feet.
“Where shall I put him then?” God wondered, trying to think of a place that was peaceful and beautiful and with plenty of food. Then He thought of the answer. “I shall build him a garden!”
This garden was like a work of art. It had red, purple, and orange flowers - any color you can think of - and plenty of trees with all kinds of delicious fruit for the man to eat - big, small, sour, sweet. It even had rivers running through it and plenty of gold and precious stones.
The man took one look at the garden, and he immediately felt at home.
“You can take whatever you need,” God told him. “And eat any fruit from any tree except for that big tree.”
God pointed to the tree with the thick trunk and the long branches that stood all by itself in the middle of the garden.
The man looked at it and felt puzzled. “It looks just like any other tree to me,” he thought.
“And yet if you eat the fruit of that tree, your life will end,” God warned him. “So make sure you stay away from it.”
The man nodded. He was curious, of course, but there were plenty of other trees anyway.
Sometimes, he ate watermelons in the morning, tomatoes and lettuce for lunch, and grapes for dinner.
He ate, and he took walks among the flowers, and he pulled out the weeds. Sometimes, he would swim in the river, too. Then at night, he would sleep under the stars. The grass was his bed and leaves were his blanket.
It was a simple and peaceful life, but after some time, the man got bored. He would yawn and he would sigh. He would pull his ears and tap his feet on the ground.
God saw this and thought, “Maybe I should put some animals in the garden for the man to play with.”
God put animals in the garden and told the man to give each of them a name.
“But I don’t even have my own name,” the man said.
“Hmm.” God tried to think of a good name for the man. Then he grinned. “I shall call you ‘Adam’. This will be your name from now on.”
Adam liked his name, and he had fun giving the animals their names. He named a porcupine ‘Pointy’ and an armadillo ‘Curly’. He also played games with the animals like hide-and-seek with the chameleon and hopscotch with the kangaroo.
It was hard taking care of the animals, though, like trimming the claws of the eagle and combing the hair of the yak. It was hard remembering all their names, too.
“I wish I had someone to help me,” Adam said.
God heard Adam’s prayer, and He decided to grant his wish.
One night, while Adam was dreaming of having a banana eating contest with a monkey, God reached inside his chest and took one of his ribs. Out of this rib God made a whole new person - a woman.
When Adam woke up, he saw the woman, and his eyes grew wide.
“She looks just like me!” he said. “But with such beautiful hair and soft skin.”
“I made her from your bones,” God told Adam. “So from now on, she will be yours. She will be your helper, your wife, and your friend.”
“I will take good care of her,” Adam promised. “But first, I must give her a name.”
He stopped to think then turned to the woman. “I’ve given so many names and forgotten some so I’ll just give you one that’s easy to remember,” he said. “Is it okay if I call you ‘Eve’?”
The woman smiled. “Of course.”
Adam took Eve’s hand. “Eve, would you like to live in this garden with me?”
“I would love to,” Eve said.
Suddenly, her stomach grumbled.
Adam laughed. “Don’t worry. We have plenty of fruits to eat, except the one of the mysterious tree in the middle of the garden. We must not even touch its fruit or our lives will be in danger.”
“Okay,” Eve said. “I will only eat whatever you eat.”
Adam and Eve stayed away from the mysterious tree. However, they were not the only ones who knew about the tree. The snake did, too, and it liked to cause trouble. One day, when Eve was alone, it wrapped itself around her leg and started hissing.
“Did God really say that you cannot eat the fruit of the tree in the middle of the garden?”
“Yes,” Eve replied. “That is what Adam told me.”
“And did he say why?”
Eve shook her head. “Only that I will be in danger if I even touch that fruit.”
“But why?” the snake asked.
Eve shrugged. “Adam does not know why. God did not tell him.”
The snake laughed, and Eve frowned.
“What is so funny?” she asked.
“You,” the snake answered and laughed again. “You really believe a fruit can be so dangerous? God just wants to have the fruits of that tree all to himself because they are the best. If you eat them, you will start thinking like God.”
Eve could not stop thinking about the snake’s words. They slithered inside her head and hissed in her ear.
One day, she went to the middle of the garden. She was just going to take a peek at the mysterious tree, but as soon as she saw it, she became even more curious. What was so scary about this tree?
It did not have glowing eyes on its trunk or slime hanging from its branches. In fact, it looked just like any other tree, and its fruits looked so delicious that Eve’s mouth started to water.
“I’m sure its fruits taste amazing,” Eve thought.
She just had to taste one, so she reached out, and closing her eyes and holding her breath, touched one of the fruits.
Nothing happened.
Eve opened her eyes. She was fine just like the snake said, so maybe it was also telling the truth when it said eating the fruits of this tree would make her wise like God.
She grabbed the fruit and took a bite, then she picked more fruits and brought them back to Adam.
“I found the tastiest fruit in the garden,” she said to him. “Try them and see for yourself.”
Adam trusted Eve so he took a bite, and another, and another. The fruit was so delicious he could not stop eating.
They ate and ate, and when they had finished, they were fine, except for one thing that they had realized.
“Oh no!” Eve cried, covering herself. “Why am I not wearing any clothes? Surely, I have to wear something.”
Adam agreed. “Maybe we can make some clothes out of leaves,” he said.
Later, God came to visit the garden.
“Adam! Eve!” He called. “Where are you?”
Adam and Eve did not come out at first, afraid that God would not like their clothes. Sure enough, when God found them, He did not, not because they were made of leaves, but because He knew there was only one reason why Adam and Eve felt the need to wear them.
“You ate the fruit of the tree in the middle of the garden, didn’t you?” He asked Adam.
Adam looked at Eve. “Do you mean the tasty fruit you gave me was from the tree in the middle of the garden?”
Eve nodded. “But I only went to the mysterious tree because the snake told me to. I was only curious. I did not mean to do anything wrong.”
God looked at the snake. “Because of what you have done, from now on, you will crawl on the ground.” Then He turned to Adam and Eve. “As for you both, you must leave this garden at once, never to return.
“But where will we sleep?” Adam asked. “What will we eat?”
“You will build your own house and look for your own food,” God answered. “You will work everyday and when your lives are over, you will return to dust.”
Adam and Eve were sad to hear this, but there was nothing they could do. They left the garden with its colorful flowers, exciting animals, and the mysterious tree.
Escape From The Wicked City
There are many nations in the world today, but did you know that one man was once called the father of them all? A long time ago, God chose a man named Abram and gave him a new name - Abraham, meaning ‘Father of Nations’, promising him that he would have more descendants than anyone could count.
In the beginning, he did not even have his own home, though. He traveled from place to place, living in tents with his wife, Sarah, and their servants. He also did not have any children of his own.
One day, when he was already almost a hundred years old, he saw three strangers outside his tent. As soon as he saw them, he knew they were messengers of God, so he ran to greet them.
“Please make yourself at home,” Abraham told them. “Sit under the tree outside my tent, and I will bring you food and water.”
The messengers sat under the tree, and Abraham gave them water. Then he ran inside his tent where Sarah was.
“Quick!” he told her. “I need enough bread for three people.”
Sarah was surprised to know they had guests, but she nodded. “I will get it ready right away.”
Then Abraham went to one of his servants, ordering him to prepare some meat.
“I have important guests,” he said. “Let us serve them one of our best young cows.”
When the food was ready, Abraham brought it to his guests. “Please eat as much as you like,” he told them.
The first messenger took a bite and nodded. “This is good food.”
Abraham smiled. “I’m glad you like it. My wife, Sarah, prepared this dish.”
“Where is your wife?” the second messenger asked.
“Inside the tent,” Abraham answered. “Is there something you want to tell her?”
“Just that she will have a son soon,” the third messenger answered.
Abraham could not believe his ears. He had hoped that when God called him the ‘Father of Nations’ that he would finally have a son, but he was still surprised and thrilled.
Sarah had heard it, too, and she did not believe it, laughing.
“I am ninety years old now,” she said to herself. “How am I supposed to have a child?”
The messengers heard her laugh, and they told Abraham, “Nothing is too difficult for God. Sarah will have a son. You will finally have a child.”
Sarah stopped laughing, knowing she was wrong. So what if she was old? God was all-powerful. Instead of complaining, she should just be thankful. After all, her greatest wish was about to come true. She could not wait to hold her son in her arms.
After eating, the messengers left. Abraham decided to go walk with them for a while.
“Where are you going next?” he asked them.
“Sodom,” the first messenger answered.
“I see.” Abraham touched his beard. “That is where my nephew, Lot, lives with his family. He is a good man who also believes in God.”
The three messengers suddenly stopped walking, their foreheads wrinkled.
“What’s wrong?” Abraham asked them.
For a moment more, the messengers did not say a word, then the first one sighed and looked at Abraham.
“God has something to tell you,” he said. “Something you might not like.”
Abraham was even more eager to hear it now, his eyebrows like arches above his eyes. “What is it?”
“The cities of Sodom and Gomorrah have become wicked,” the third messenger explained. “They have turned away from God and from good, so God is sending us there. If it is true that there is no hope for those cities, then God will destroy them.”
“Destroy them?” Abraham’s eyes grew wide with fear.
“Yes.” The first messenger nodded. “So we must be on our way.”
The messengers continued walking, leaving Abraham alone. Abraham just stood there, too shocked to move.
Was Sodom and Gomorrah really going to be destroyed? What about the people there? What about Lot and his family?
Abraham knelt down and prayed. “Dear God, please have mercy. I know there are wicked people in Sodom and Gomorrah, but there are also good people. Is it right for them to be punished, too? Please, dear God, if you find even fifty good people there, do not destroy those cities.”
“Very well,” God said. “Because you asked out of the goodness of your heart, if I find fifty good people in Sodom and Gomorrah, those cities will be saved.”
“Thank you,” Abraham said, but he was still worried, so he continued praying. “Dear God, I know I am only your servant, but please, may I ask this: If there are forty-five good people, not fifty, will you still show mercy?”
“Very well,” God answered. “If I find forty-five good people, Sodom and Gomorrah will not be destroyed.”
“What about if there are only forty?” Abraham dared to ask.
“If I find forty good people, Sodom and Gomorrah will not be destroyed,” God said.
Abraham continued. “Dear God, please do not be angry with me, but please, if there are even twenty good people, spare the cities of Sodom and Gomorrah.”
“Alright,” God agreed. “I am a just and merciful God, so I will not destroy Sodom and Gomorrah for the sake of twenty good people.”
Abraham felt touched by God’s mercy, but he decided to ask one more time. “Dear God, I know I may be asking too much. I promise this is the last time I will try to change your mind. If you find even ten good people in Sodom and Gomorrah, please do not destroy those cities.”
God paused, then said. “I will not punish Sodom and Gomorrah if I find even ten good people there.”
“Thank you,” Abraham said.
Then God left.
Abraham let out a breath of relief, but he was still worried. He could only hope that there would be at least ten good people in Sodom and Gomorrah.
In the evening, God’s messengers arrived in Sodom. Like Abraham, Lot recognized them as soon as he saw them, and he ran to pay them his respects.
“Please stay at my house tonight,” Lot invited them. “I will give you water to wash, food to eat, and warm beds to sleep in so you may rest.”
But the first messenger shook his head. “We are going around the city tonight. We have a job to do.”
Still, Lot insisted. “It is already late and surely, you must be tired after walking so far. Please rest at my house. I would be honored to have you as my guests.”
The messengers looked at each other. “Very well,” they said. “We will accept your invitation.”
They followed Lot to his house.
Little did they know that someone was spying on them. By nightfall, a large group of people had gathered around Lot’s house.
“We’ve heard you have guests, Lot!” they shouted. “Why don’t you bring them out so we can meet them and be friends, too?
The messengers stood up, ready to go outside, but Lot stopped them.
“Let me go talk to the people outside,” he said, worried that they would do something wicked and cruel to God’s messengers.
He went out of the house and talked to the crowd. “My friends, please leave my guests alone. They only stayed here because I asked. They will leave first thing tomorrow.”
“All the more reason for us to get to know them now,” said one man with an evil grin.
“Bring them out, Lot!” another man shouted. “It is not right for you to keep them all to yourself.”
“Yes, bring them out!” the rest shouted even louder.
Lot did not know what to say anymore. He was getting scared. He had not expected this many people to be standing around his house or that they would be so angry. Could he protect God’s messengers? Could he even protect himself?
Then the door of the house opened and God’s messengers came out. Stretching their hands, they made the people in the crowd blind.
“My eyes!” a man shouted. “I can’t see anything!”
“Why is everything so dark?” another wailed.
As they tripped and fell on top of each other, the messengers turned to Lot. “Take your family and leave this city at once, for this very night, God will destroy Sodom and Gomorrah.”
Lot obeyed. He took his wife and two daughters and followed God’s messengers out of the city.
“Hurry,” they urged him as soon as they had walked past the city gates. “This is where we leave you, but you must not stop until you reach the mountain, and you must not look back even for a second so that you may be saved.”
Lot kept walking, his wife and daughters a step behind him. Just after a few minutes, they started to complain.
“I can’t walk another step,” one of his daughters complained. “I’m tired, and my feet are hurting.”
“I’m sleepy,” the other one said with a yawn. “Can’t we stop and rest until the sun comes up?”
“No,” Lot answered. “We have to keep going.”
“Do we really have to?” his wife complained. “Where are we even going? And why are we in such a hurry? We left behind so many of our things.”
“Less talking and more walking,” Lot scolded her. “Let us just get to the mountain as soon as possible.”
No sooner had Lot and his family reached the mountains did God open the sky and throw down balls of fire. Sodom and Gomorrah were burned to the ground.
Lot heard the explosions and the distant screams. He smelled the smoke in the air.
“Father, what is going on?” one of his daughters asked in fear.
“Don’t look back!” Lot shouted, remembering the warning of the messengers. “Whatever you do, you must never look back.”
But his wife was too curious.
“I will just take a small peek,” she thought before turning her head. The moment she did, she turned into a pillar of salt.
One of Lot’s daughters saw this and screamed. “Mother!”
“Don’t look back!” Lot repeated his warning.
He could hear only three pairs of footsteps now, and from listening to the cries of his daughter, he knew what had happened. Later, he would mourn for his wife, but for now, he had his children to take care of.
By morning, the wicked cities of Sodom and Gomorrah were nothing more but ashes. Only Lot and his daughters survived because they escaped. They stayed in a cave in the mountains, starting a new life under God’s protection and guidance.
Abraham’s Test
Many people don’t live up to a hundred years old, but Abraham did. And what did he get? Not a birthday cake. Not a birthday hat. But he did receive the greatest gift of all - a child. God gave him a son just as He had promised.
His wife, Sarah, was even happier now that she was a mother, just like she had always dreamed of. She could not stop smiling as she carried her bundle of joy in her arms.
“I still can’t believe we are parents now,” she told Abraham. “And to such a cute boy, too.”
“He is God’s miracle,” Abraham agreed as he held his son. “We are both old, yet here we are, blessed with the son we have always wanted.”
“Now, the other women will no longer laugh at me,” Sarah said. “It is our son who will laugh when he hears the story of how God gave him to us. He will laugh at me because I did not believe it was possible.”
“Then we shall name him ‘Isaac’,” Abraham said. “Because that means ‘he will laugh’. And I do hope he will have many things to laugh about in his life.”
Isaac was a happy child, and Abraham and Sarah loved watching him grow. They liked watching him run with the sheep and dancing around the goats, but what Sarah did not like was seeing Isaac playing with Ishmael, Abraham’s other son with their servant, Hagar.
One night, she spoke to Abraham.
“Husband,” she said. “Do you remember when you told me that Hagar was going to have your child?”
Abraham nodded. “Yes.”
“I was heartbroken then, but I said nothing. I had no right to complain because I could not give you a son. But now, we have Isaac. Shouldn’t you send Hagar and Ishmael away?”
Abraham frowned. “But Ishmael is still my son,” he reminded Sarah.
“And I am your wife,” Sarah told him. “So one day, everything that you have will be Isaac’s. Do you really want Ishmael to watch that happen? Do you want him and Isaac to fight when you are gone?”
Abraham understood why Sarah was concerned, and he wanted her and Isaac to be happy, but he still did not think it was right to send Ishmael away. He prayed to God. “Dear God, please tell me what I must do so that everyone around me can be happy.”
“It will be alright,” God answered him. “Just take care of Sarah and Isaac, and send Hagar and Ishmael away. I will watch over them and make sure they live well.”
So Abraham sent Hagar and Ishmael away, giving them bread and water for their journey. And God watched over them. When their water had run out, God led them to a well with plenty of water, and when they had no food, he helped Ishmael hunt. In time, Ishmael would grow up to be a good man and start over with his own family.
As for Isaac, he continued to grow. He had a strong body and a kind heart. Abraham and Sarah gave him everything he needed, and he obeyed them, not causing any trouble. They were a happy family, and God was happy to watch them, too, but he still had one final test left for Abraham, the hardest one of all.
One night, as Abraham was sleeping, God called his name. “Abraham.”
“I’m here,” Abraham answered as he got up.
“Tomorrow, take your son, Isaac, your only son whom you love with all your heart, and offer him up to me on the mountain.”
Abraham could not believe his ears. He knew what offering something to God meant - a burnt sacrifice. He had made many offerings to God before - crops, goats, lambs. Now, God wants him to offer up his son, his only son?
Abraham wanted to say no, but he said nothing, going back to sleep.
