Ruth and Naomi

Thy people shall be my people, and thy God my God (Ruth 1:16).
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    Naomi’s family left Bethlehem because there wasn’t enough food to eat. They went to a place called Moab. Her two sons grew up and married women from there. One was named Orpah; the other was named Ruth.

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    Naomi’s husband and both her sons died. She decided to go back to Bethlehem to be with her friends and relatives. Ruth and Orpah said that they would go with her.

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    Naomi reminded them that their relatives were here. She told them that life would be hard for them in Bethlehem. Orpah decided to stay in Moab, but Ruth told Naomi that she loved her mother-in-law, that she believed in Heavenly Father, and that she wanted to help Naomi and stay with her.

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    Ruth and Naomi walked to Bethlehem. They were poor. Ruth worked hard. She went to the fields every day to gather grain left by the reapers. With this grain, Naomi made bread for them to eat.

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    Boaz owned the fields where Ruth worked. He saw how strong and kind she was and how cheerfully she helped Naomi. He asked Ruth to marry him. Ruth said yes.

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    Ruth and Boaz had a son. They named him Obed. Many years later, Obed’s grandson, David, became the king of Israel. And twenty-eight generations * after that, Jesus Christ was born.

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    You can think of a generation as the children of a mother and father. When a mother and father’s children have children, the new children are called grandchildren, or the second generation, and their children are called great-grandchildren, or the third generation. So Jesus Christ was a many-generations-later grandchild of Ruth.

  • [illustrations] Painting of the Savior by Del Parson, other art courtesy of Visual Resource Library

    Pinwheel Sandwich

    1 slice bread (any kind)

    1–2 tablespoons peanut butter

    1 tablespoon jelly (any kind—red or purple is best for looks)

    1 crisp lettuce leaf

    1. 1.

      With a rolling pin, flatten the bread slightly.

    2. 2.

      Spread the peanut butter, then the jelly on the bread; top with the lettuce leaf.

    3. 3.

      Roll up the bread, wrap it tightly (but don’t squeeze it!) in plastic wrap, and put it in the fridge for at least an hour.

    4. 4.

      Unwrap the rolled bread and have an older person cut it into 4 slices to make the pinwheels.

    [photos] Photos by Welden Andersen and John Luke

    Good Books for Little Friends

    Babysitting for Benjamin by Valiska Gregory Frances and Ralph (elderly mice) wanted company—but what they had was trouble when Benjamin (a bunny, and as big as both of them together) came to their home for the afternoon. Then, while shut up in the closet by Benjamin, they figured out what to do, and everyone was happy. Lively, jubilant art.

    Rachel Parker, Kindergarten Showoff by Ann Martin When Rachel moves in next door, Olivia thinks she’s nice. But Rachel can do all the things Olivia can do, and neither girl wants to be outdone by the other. Their kindergarten teacher wisely helps them learn to be good friends.

    Cinnamon, Mint, & Mothballs by Ruth Tiller Grandmother’s house is very old—it even has a bathtub with claw feet on it. It has a barn, too, but no animals except the cats. Going to sleep would have been hard in the strange bed with strange shapes in the shadows if it hadn’t been for Grandma’s singing as she sewed in another room, and for happy thoughts of the cake you helped put icing on.

    Your Dad Was Just Like You by Dolores Johnson Peter was just goofing around when he broke something so precious to his dad that he didn’t even yell at Peter. Peter hurried over to see if he could live with his grandfather. At first, he couldn’t believe it when Grandpa said that Peter was just like his dad. But after he heard all that Grandpa told him, he hurried home even faster.

    What Is a Bubble?

    What is a bubble?
    Does anyone know?
    Where does it come from?
    Where does it go?
    A bubble is pretty,
    It dances and hops
    In a rainbow of colors.
    Don’t touch it—it pops!
    A bubble is fragile;
    A bubble’s for fun:
    Balloons full of star-shine
    Or sparkles of sun.
    A bubble is really
    Just air with a peeling;
    Unlike a balloon,
    It won’t bounce on the ceiling.
    The blowing of bubbles
    Is a magical show …
    But where do they come from?
    Oops! Where do they go?

    [illustrations] Illustrated by Patric Gerber and Bryan Lee Shaw