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Where is God When I'm scared?
Junior hopped into bed. He was waiting for his dad to come and tuck him in. He was feeling kind of scared and he knew why. He shouldn't have watched another scary television show!
It was only last week that he'd watched a show with FrankenCelery in it. That show was much scarier than he thought it would be when he started watching it! That night, right after he crawled into bed, the most amazing thing happened. He had a visit from Bob the Tomato and Larry the Cucumber!
Bob and Larry sang him a song that really helped him get rid of the willies! How did that song go? Junior tried to remember.
You were lying in your bed You were feeling kind of sleepy But you couldn't close your eyes Because the room was getting ... creepy! Were those eyeballs in the closet? Was Godzilla in the hall? There was something big and hairy Casting shadows on the wall ... Now your heart is beating like a drum, Your skin is getting clammy. There's a hundred tiny monsters Jumping right into your jammies ...
Junior was feeling just like that song said right now! He took a big swallow and tried to remember the rest of the words. What were they? Oh yeah, he remembered:
Because God is bigger than the boogie man! He's bigger than Godzilla, Or the monsters on TV! Oh, God is bigger than the boogie man! And he's watchin' out for you and me!
YES! That was it! God is the biggest! As Junior thought about all this, his fears began to fade away. He sure was glad to know God would always be there to take care of him.
Then Junior looked out his window and saw all the stars in the sky. He remembered how Larry explained that God made all those stars out of nothing! Then Bob told him God also made the sun, the moon and even the whole earth! Junior was quite impressed by all this. After all, even the Slime Monster couldn't come close to doing anything like that!
After a big sigh, Junior settled down under his covers and thought about all the things that God made in the world. Then he remembered that everything God makes is very special to him! He remembered that God made all the little kids and he loves them very much. That was a good thing to remember, especially when he was feeling afraid.
Just then, Junior's Dad peeked in. "Junior, are you ready for bed?"
"I sure am!" Junior answered. "Come on in." Junior and his dad said their prayers together. Then Junior said an extra special thank you to God for taking such good care of everything he created.
"I'm really glad you remembered to thank God for that, Junior," his dad told him as he kissed him on the forehead.
"I don't have to be afraid of stuff because God is on my team!" Junior said.
Then Junior began to sing his own song for his dad.
So when I'm lying in my bed, And the furniture starts creeping, I just laugh and say, "Hey, cut that out!" And get back to my sleeping! `Cause I know that God's the biggest And He's watching all the while. So when I get scared, I think of him, And close my eyes and smile! `Cause God is bigger than the boogie man! He's bigger than Godzilla, Or the monsters on TV! Oh, God is bigger than the boogie man! And He's watchin' out for you and me!
"I like that song, Junior," his dad told him. "What made you want to sing it tonight?"
"Well, I watched a pretty scary television show again tonight," Junior admitted.
"Oh, I thought we agreed to be a little more careful about what we watch on television," his dad reminded him.
"You're right. I guess I forgot. It's just that sometimes when the show starts, it looks like it will be really good. But then, all of a sudden, it starts getting really scary!" Junior said as his eyes grew wide.
"I'll tell you what, Junior. How about if you come and talk to your mom and me the next time you're not sure what a show is going to be about? Then we can help you make a decision about what to watch. Or maybe we can just watch it with you!"
"That sounds like a great idea, Dad! Thanks!"
"You're welcome, Junior. Now get some sleep. I love you, Little Mister."
"I love you too, Big Mister!" Junior said with a yawn.
Then his dad left the room and closed the door. Junior looked around once more at the big, dark shadows on the wall. Then he closed his eyes and remembered that God is bigger than the boogie man, and he's watchin' out for you and me!
"So do not be afraid, I am with you."
-Isaiah 41:10
Madame Blueberry Learns to be Thankful
It was the end of a very long day. The sun was setting, and streaks of pink, purple, and red were painted through the sky above Madame Blueberry's tree house.
Inside, her butlers, Bob the Tomato and Larry the Cucumber, were busy preparing tea.
"Here's your tea," Bob announced to Madame Blueberry who was sitting on her sofa looking very tired. "You're not feeling blue again, are you?"
Madame Blueberry was usually a very blue berry. She would often break into a song of complaining, wishing for so many things she did not have! Until one day, when she learned a valuable lesson about being thankful.
Madame Blueberry looked up at her loyal butlers, and once again, broke into a song.
I lost all I had, yes, so many things My toaster, my TV, my alarm clock that sings. My washer, my dryer, my dishes that were chipped My curlers, my makeup, and my jammies that were ripped.
There once was a time when I felt oh so blue I'd reach for my hanky, and you know what I'd do!
I'd sing ... I'm so blue-hoo-hoo, blue-hoo-hoo, blue-hoo-hoo hoo! I'm so blue I don't know what to do!
King George and His Duckies
King George was anxious to take his last bath of the day. It had been such a busy day! First, he had learned a lesson about selfishness. Then, he had tried to help Thomas by returning his duck. He felt good about that decision! In fact, he was thinking of giving almost all of his duckies to boys and girls in the kingdom who didn't have any duckies at all!
"Louis!" King George called to his faithful servant and friend.
"Yes, King George, what is it?" Louis answered from the other side of the king's bathroom door.
"I have an idea!" King George opened the door and hurried over to his closet full of ducks.
"You see all these duckies?" King George asked, as he pulled the closet doors open.
"Of course, I do!" Louis replied, as several duckies came tumbling out.
"I think we should donate these duckies to all the boys and girls in the kingdom who don't have any duckies at all! After all, if I get in the bathtub with all these duckies, pretty soon there won't be room for me!" The king took a ducky out of the closet and gave it squeeze.
"That's a wonderful idea, Your Highness!"
"Sing with me Lewis," King George commanded.
Some kings love horse ... And some kings love cattle. Some kings love lending their troops into battle! But me, I'm not like that ... I find that stuff-yucky! I'd much rather share some things like my ducky!
"After all, Louis, I love my ducks!" the king added. "But I also love all the people that God created in my kingdom!"
"That's very true, Your Highness!" Louis was so pleased by the king's change of heart.
"Perhaps we can ask Thomas to help us with this mission, Louis!" the king proclaimed.
"That's a fine idea, Sir. I'll call him tomorrow."
"But right now, I must take my bath, Louis!" the king reminded him.
After King George's bath was ready, he got into the soapy water with his favorite ducky. He gave his ducky a squeeze and began making plans to share his other duckies with all the boys and girls of the kingdom.
"Prepare the duckies, Louis!" King George called out. "We'll go to Thomas' house first thing in the morning and make our deliveries."
"Yes, Sir!" Louis answered with a smile. But before he left to get the duckies ready, he listened as King George sang this song.
Oh, bein' selfish ... Doesn't pay. I tried it ... Just the other day. I wanted to be happy - I thought it was the way, But it weren't!
Louis frowned as he listened to the king. He still hadn't gotten the grammar in that song quite right. "I think you mean `wasn't'! It `wasn't' the way!" he called out to the king.
Well, now I know ... Just what to do! Before I think about me, I'd better think about you! So send the message out ... To every boy and girl: There's no better way to make a really yucky world ... Than being selfish! It doesn't pay! I tried it ... Just the other day. I wanted to be happy-I thought it was the way, But it weren't, weren't ... weren't ... weren't!
"Wasn't!" Louis called back. "It wasn't the way."
But King George continued to sing his song ...
"Weren't, weren't ... weren't ... weren't. No, it weren't!"
Louis sighed. Grammar isn't always everything. At least the king had learned not to be selfish. That seemed to be a whole lot more important.
Louis went to the closet to prepare the duckies to be given away to the boys and girls of the kingdom. And it wasn't long before he began humming ...
"I wanted to be happy - I thought it was the way, But it weren't, weren't ... weren't ... weren't
No, it weren't ... weren't ... weren't ... weren't No, it weren't!"
"Don't do anything only to get ahead Don't do it because you are proud Instead, be free of pride. Think of others as better than yourselves. None of you should look out just for your own good. You should also look out for the good of others!"
- Philippians 2:3-4
Junior Learns How important it is to Tell the Truth
Time to get ready for bed, Junior," his mom told him right after they got home from their big adventure.
What a day it had been! Junior sure was glad that the truth had come out about breaking his dad's Art Bigotti collector's plate. Junior had told a fib, and it was a scary experience! That fib just kept growing and growing and growing! It was amazing how fast something like that could get out of control.
Junior went upstairs to get ready for bed. In the hallway he passed some toys, and remembered that his mom had asked him to put them away earlier in the day. Junior had promised he would. But there they were!
"Wow! Not doing what I promised is another way to start a fib," he whispered to himself. So he scooped up the toys and took them to his room for safe-keeping.
Junior put on his jammies and went to brush his teeth. Uh oh! He had forgotten to brush his teeth today! Every morning, his mom asked him if his teeth were clean. Had he fibbed about that, too? Junior looked at his toothbrush. "I better brush them twice!" he said, and he promised himself he wouldn't forget again in the morning.
After his teeth were shiny clean, he straightened up his room. That's when he saw a note reminding him to call Percy Pea. They had made a deal to go to the park together. Percy had ridden bikes with Junior the day before, and in return they were supposed to go to the park today. With all the trouble Junior had gotten himself into by telling a fib, he had forgotten all about it! Did not going to the park mean he had told another fib to Percy?!?
Just then Junior's dad came in the room. He saw the startled look on Junior's face and said, "What's wrong?"
Junior explained his dilemma. "Everywhere I look, I see something that could be a fib! I don't want to be a fibber," Junior assured his father. "I told Percy I'd go to the park with him today, and I didn't go."
"I think Percy will understand about going to the park," his dad explained. "Especially if you go there with him tomorrow."
"Fibs are pretty scary things, Dad," Junior said. "They can pop up practically anywhere!"
"If you just remember to tell the truth, things will turn out okay," his dad told him.
"You can say that again," Junior agreed with a smile.
Excerpted from God is Bigger than the Boogie Man and Other Bedtime Stories by Cindy Kenney Copyright © 2002 by Big Idea Productions, Inc.
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