The Creation Story for Children by Helen and David Haidle is a simply told and beautifully illustrated retelling of the creation story. Each page encompasses one day of the creation. Each page begins with the verses from Genesis and then has a short paragraph that retells those verses in more of a story-form.
-The verses are taken from the King James Version, which some might consider a con, but as an English major, I appreciated. I don’t think children and younger generations get enough exposure to the sort of beautiful language that can be found in the King James Version of the Bible.
-The illustrations: every page has a beautiful depiction of what was created on each day. I really enjoyed the inclusion of dinosaurs in the illustrations.
-The last few pages after the story of creation talk about how God specially created and cares for each person from conception through our entire lives, how He thinks about us, how He has plans for us, etc.
-The story ends at the end of day 7 of the creation, before the fall. After thinking about it for a while, I actually am listing this as a pro. After all, the book is called: The Creation Story.
-I can’t think of any.
-This is a great book. I loved how it used the actual Bible verses in the retelling of the story, it kept me from feeling as though the authors were “adding” or “changing” the Bible story. I really can’t say enough about the illustrations, they are gorgeous. The text of the book is a bit advanced (a lot of words per page) for my 2 year old daughter, but she loves the pictures, and if I just read the Bible verses or just read the story part to her she can pay attention for the whole story. Her favorite part? The day where God created fish and whales, of course!
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Always ready to add to our Christmas book collection, I requested this book to review from booksneeze. I was not at all disappointed. This story is a very cute retelling of the Christmas story. A child, surrounded by parents and small sibling, acts out the Christmas story and thanks God for the various characters in the Christmas Story – calling them each “precious Christmas gifts” to all of us. The story ends with the child thanking God for Jesus, the “perfect Christmas gift.”
With uncomplicated, yet very cute illustrations, this retelling of the Christmas story in rhyming verses from a child’s perspective is simply adorable. I enjoyed the inclusion of all the characters from the story, and I especially loved how the story includes the Wise Men, without improperly placing them at the stable in Bethlehem. I also loved how the story emphasizes the true reason for the season of Christmas on the first page, where the child says, “So this, my Christmas prayer, is not for toys and dolls – it’s thanking You for Christmas gifts, You’ve given to us all.”
My two-year old also approves of this book and it will definitely be one of the stories we pull out at Christmas-time for years to come.
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Many thanks to Tommy Nelson for providing this book to me for free. They did not ask for a positive review, merely an honest one.
A few months back, my brother sent me an idea for a story. I have it rolling around in the back of my head and am looking forward to expanding on it. I thought I’d let you take a sneak peek at it.
The whole world looked muffled. If you’ve ever lived within a University dormitory and had to put your head under your pillow to try and get sleep or if you’ve ever heard a conversation through a wall you would know the feeling. However, Devlin blinking hard at the hazy surroundings, noted that the world did not sound muffled, it looked muffled.
Devlin was perplexed. He was standing in the middle of an open space. A foreign and unknown open space. Yet not a moment ago he had known exactly where he had been. He had been in his hotel room getting ready for the last leg of what had already been an overlong journey home.
Slowly, it seemed his eyes were adjusting. The fog that was either filling this space or filling his head seemed to dissipate. And yet he remained motionless. Frozen to the spot in which he had been standing. It was as if he had woken up only to realize he was still dreaming. He had been awake he thought to himself.
“You’re not dreaming you know.”