Looking at the clock on the dresser in the girls’ room, Grace Reid saw that it was almost time to leave for church. She quickly slipped into her pink sandals and grabbed her purse. Then she scooted downstairs to join the rest of the family, who were also doing last-minute…
Grace Reid and her sisters sat at the dining-room table, surrounded by paper, cheery pictures, blank cards and other paper-crafting supplies. “How many cards do we have finished, Hope?” Faith asked, adding washi tape to the card she was decorating. “I think this makes 60.” “That means we are almost…
1 Peter 5:5-6 “Likewise, ye younger, submit yourselves unto the elder. Yea, all of you be subject one to another, and be clothed with humility: for God resisteth the proud, and giveth grace to the humble. Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty hand of God, that he may exalt you…
“One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.” Grace Reid counted the measures as she strummed chords on her guitar. Why was this song so difficult? “One, two, three, four.” Just then, her younger sister Faith entered the living-room where Grace was practicing. “Grace, would you have time to help…
“Grace!” a young boy’s voice flew up the stairs. “We’re all waiting for you.” In her room, where she was absorbed in the letter she was writing, Grace Reid heard her eleven-year-old brother Joseph’s call and laid down her pen. The letter would have to wait; it was time for…
If you missed last month’s Grace Reid story, Scripture Memory Struggles you might want to go back and read it since this month’s story is Part 2. “How’s your Scripture memory going, Grace?” Grace Reid and her older sister Hope were in the kitchen cleaning up supper. “It’s going better,”…
“My son, forget not my law but let thine heart keep my commandments. For length of days and long life and...and, and what?” Frustrated, Grace Reid looked down at her Bible laying on her lap, open to Proverbs 3. “For length of days and long life and peace shall they…
The Reid house was quiet. The rooms were only faintly lit by a bit of gray dawn light. Grace Reid sat up in bed, resting on her elbow, and peered at the clock across the room. 6:00. A good bit earlier than she usually woke up. Grace lay back down,…
“Who would like to go to town with me tomorrow afternoon?” asked Mrs. Reid, one winter afternoon. Grace looked up from her English lesson and the essay she was writing. “What are you going to town for?” “I’m going grocery shopping, and I thought we could go to a couple…
“Clean my room and make my bed everyday,” Grace Reid wrote on her notepad, saying the words aloud as she wrote them. “What other New Year's resolutions should I make this year?” She gazed all around her bedroom, hoping the various objects and pieces of furniture would remind her of…
“Something smells good in here,” Joseph commented, as he entered the warm kitchen from the cold outdoors. “What are you girls baking?” Grace lifted a heart-shaped cookie cutter from the thin dough on the counter in front of her and answered, “We’re making sugar cookies.” “Mmm,” he smacked his lips…
“In everything give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.” 1 Thessalonians 5:18 Finishing copying the verse into her journal, Grace Reid closed it and…
