Hebrews

Story contributed by Kristen

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Remember, repetition helps children internalize and make connections. It might be a good idea to read the same story every day for a week. You can add different activities every day.

“Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight.”

Hebrews 4:13

My dear friends,

The word of God is alive. It is moving, dancing, breathing, expanding, rising like bread dough. The word of God is sharp, like the wind on a cool fall day. It is strong, like a waterfall thundering down a mountain. The word of God is loud and soft, big and little, soft and firm. Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. God knows about the tiniest bug crawling under a leaf. God is with that tiny bug. God knows about the dog lost from her family, hungry and alone. God is with that frightened dog. God knows about the salmon, swimming up the river to lay their eggs. God is with the salmon. God is with the waterfall, the sharp wind, the bread dough. God is with you, my precious one, as you move and breathe and dance and expand. 

I know this because of Jesus, who came to tell us more about God. And the miracle is that Jesus knows what it’s like to be a person. He knows how it feels to be hungry, and tired, and lonely, and angry, and sick, and weak, and afraid. He knows what it’s like to make a mistake, or hurt someone’s feelings, or say the wrong thing. So when we feel lost and alone, we can turn to Jesus. And he can say, “it is hard to be a person.” And he isn’t just saying that! He really knows. 

Because of that, Jesus is like a tree with a secret doorway. Sometimes when you look at the tree, you just see the tree. But other times, when you look really closely, you see that hidden way down at the bottom, beneath the gnarled trunk, there’s a little door with a red doorknob. And if you turn that doorknob and go through the door, you find that you are still in the great big beautiful world. The door just turned you around to look at the earth again. And you see that the hill you climbed to get to the tree is shimmering in the sun, green like emeralds. And you see that the river next to the tree is dancing with life, singing her heart full. And you see that your heart is beating, and your lungs are pumping, and you are glad to be alive in the world. And that’s what Jesus can do for us. When we look at Jesus, we see the wind, the rain, the running waters, the scattered sunshine, the soft green grass. And we find that we are ready to believe in the world again, to be brave and kind.

This is called faith. It is having confidence that all will be well, even when things feel terrible. We remember Queen Esther, who held her chin up high and spoke for her people. We remember Ruth and Naomi, who loved and protected each other, and Miriam who sang of freedom, and Deborah the prophet. We remember Gwen’s grandmother Hazel, who brought flowers to the lonely. And Naomi’s grandmother Emma who came from Sweden to Salt Lake City before settling in Idaho to live a farm life that she loved. We remember Emmeline, who was a mother, an editor, a poet, and a president for the Utah Woman’s Suffrage Association.

Since we are surrounded by such a cloud of witnesses, let us hold on to each other. Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, who looks back at us and smiles. Let us lift up our friends who have fallen and put our arms around their shoulders. And then let us walk toward the mountain, toward that great tree with a door inside, spreading our toes on the mossy grass and marveling that we are alive here, together. 

Hold on, precious ones. 

Love,

Anonymous

Ideas for play:

Contributed Kristen

  • Who are in your cloud of witnesses? Tell the stories of some ancestors or spiritual heroes. 
  • Read Be a Good Ancestor 
  • Talk about Dia de los Muertos (the day of the dead). Maybe watch Coco and talk about honoring our dead 
  • Read Door and Journey and talk about imagining. What can Jesus help us imagine?
  • How can we lift up those who have fallen and strengthen each other? Brainstorm ideas as a family 
  • Act out “walking to the mountain” together. Help each other or use stuffies to practice helping each other 
  • Watch Climb Every Mountain 
  • Watch an high priest of good things to come

Poetry

So Great a Cloud of Witnesses

by Christina Georgina Rossetti

I think of the saints I have known, and lift up mine eyes

To the far-away home of beautiful Paradise,

Where the song of saints gives voice to an undividing sea

On whose plain their feet stand firm while they keep their jubilee.

As the sound of waters their voice, as the sound of thunderings,

While they all at once rejoice, while all sing and while each one sings;

Where more saints flock in, and more, and yet more, and again yet more,

And not one turns back to depart thro’ the open entrance-door.

O sights of our lovely earth, O sound of our earthly sea,

Speak to me of Paradise, of all blessed saints to me:

Or keep silence touching them, and speak to my heart alone

Of the Saint of saints, the King of kings, the Lamb on the Throne.

Art

Compiled by Caroline

Surrounded, by Lewp Studio
She Will Find What is Lost, by Brian Kershisnik

Music

Compiled by Caroline

These are songs that make me feel connected to my Mormon ancestors. What are some of your family songs? 

https://spotify.link/h8CnjNzPbEb

Come, Come Ye Saints by Caleb Darger

https://spotify.link/wNnayWIPbEb

Come come ye saints, Camille Nelson and Steven Sharp Nelson

https://spotify.link/KlY7zLt1bEb

A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief, Ben Howington

https://spotify.link/pyv9GkJ1bEb

Be Still My Soul, The Lower Lights

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