FEBRUARY 2002
Ilovetosee the temple. BEING HONEST have always learned in Primary and at home that we should be honest. We I should not keep what does not belong to us. We should return change when we receive too much at a store, and we should always tell the truth, even though we may be punished. When I was nine, I was waiting at the school for my mother when I saw a wallet on a bench. The wallet had money in it. I thought about what I should do. My mother works very hard to care for my two sisters and me, but things weren’t going very well at home. I thought about what I could buy. Then I started to worry about the person who had lost the wallet. I sat down and waited, knowing that she would come to look for it. After a while, a very upset woman came by. She asked me if I had found a wallet. I answered, “Is this it?” Her joy was so great that she hugged me. She Ghost had whispered to me and that I had thanked me again and again. listened to the still, small voice. At the time, I did not even think about why I am grateful for having learned to be honest. I had decided to be honest. But when I told my Rudinei Antonio Fernandes Filho, age 11 mother about it later, she said that the Holy São Paulo, Brazil CONSEQUENCES was playing at my friend’s back in the van. We played a game in which home. It is a lot of fun to I had to keep my friend from getting out of the I play outside in the sunny van until my mom came to pick me up. Arizona winter. We rode bikes I heard the Holy Ghost tell me to leave the and played basketball until we van, but I didn’t listen. When I closed the door, I were tired. slammed it on my hand. Now I know that when My friend thought that it the Holy Ghost tells you to do something, you Elizabeth Shafer, age 9 might be fun to play in their should do it, because there are consequences Tempe, Arizona van, so we got in. I had a you pay if you don’t listen.
feeling to not play in it, so I The Friend welcomes your letters sharing a spiritual experience, your tes- got out and started riding a bike again. I rode by timony, or your feelings about the Friend magazine. Send them to Child- views, Friend, 24th Floor, 50 East North Temple, Salt Lake City, Utah myself for a while, then thought that it would be 84150–3226. Please include a picture of yourself and your name, age, more fun to play with my friend again, so I got and address. Submissions may be edited for length and clarity.
ILLUSTRATED BY SCOTT SNOW Volume 32 Number 2 February 2002 The First Presidency A children’s magazine published by Gordon B. Hinckley Thomas S. Monson The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints James E. Faust The Council of the Twelve Boyd K. Packer L. Tom Perry David B. Haight Neal A. Maxwell Russell M. Nelson Stories and Features Dallin H. Oaks M. Russell Ballard Joseph B. Wirthlin IFC Childviews Richard G. Scott Robert D. Hales Jeffrey R. Holland 2 Come Listen to a Prophet’s Voice: Love / President Thomas S. Monson Henry B. Eyring Editor 4 Timmy’s Temple Trip Dennis B. Neuenschwander Advisers 7 Special Witness: Family Traditions / Elder L. Tom Perry J. Kent Jolley W. Rolfe Kerr Stephen A. West 8 Friend to Friend: Best Friends / Elder Gordon Taylor Watts Curriculum Department Administrators 10 When Grandma Got Sick Managing Director Ronald L. Knighton 14 New Testament Stories: The Boy with an Evil Spirit; Jesus Heals a Blind Man Planning and Editorial Director Richard M. Romney 22 Trying to Be Like Jesus Christ Graphics Director Allan R. Loyborg Magazine Staff 28 Making Friends: Brigham Reneer of Provo, Utah Managing Editor Vivian Paulsen 31 Sharing Time: Together Forever Assistant Managing Editor Julie Wardell 34 Our Creative Friends Associate Editors Carol J. Mullan Melvin Leavitt 36 Faint White Line Design Staff Magazine Graphics Manager 39 Friends in the News M.M. Kawasaki Art Director 42 From the Life of Harold B. Lee: First Day of School Mark W. Robison Senior Designer 44 The Sealing Keys Restored (poster article) Brad Teare Production 46 Jeans and the Six Bs Kerry Lynn C. Herrin Printing and Distribution Printing Director IBC Guide to the Friend Kay W. Briggs Distribution Director (Subscriptions) Kris T. Christensen For Little Friends © 2001 by Intellectual Reserve, Inc. All rights 18 The Open House reserved. The Friend (ISSN 0009-4102) is published monthly by The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 50 East North 19 Flannel-board Figures Temple, Salt Lake City, Utah 84150-3226. Periodicals Postage Paid at Salt Lake City, Utah, and to additional mailing offices. 20 Special Sign Canada Post Information: Publication Agreement #40017431. U.S. subscription rate is $8.00 a year in advance. Non-U.S. subscription rate is the U.S. equivalent in Verse local currency. Sixty days’ notice required See pages 10–12. for change of address. Please include your 13 Wintertime Joy mailing label from a recent issue of the magazine when sending a change of address. Address changes cannot be made unless the old address as well as the new is included. The Friend welcomes unsolicited Things to Make and Do manuscripts but is not responsible for them. Rejected manuscripts will not be 24 Family History ABCs returned unless a stamped, addressed envelope is enclosed. 26 Funstuf Send manuscripts to the Friend, 50 East North Temple, Salt Lake City, Utah 84150-3226. Send e-mail to cur- 27 Temple Cards [email protected]. Send subscriptions to Distribution Services, Hidden Word Church Magazines, P.O. Box 26368, 40 Journal Page Salt Lake City, Utah 84126-0368. POST- MASTER: Send address changes to 41 Home Page: Family Valentine Pockets Sealing; (being) sealed: Distribution Services, Church Magazines, P.O. Box 26368, Salt Lake Sealing is a sacred ordinance City, Utah 84126-0368. Subscription helpline:1-800-537-5971. that makes it possible for Credit card orders (American Express, Discover Card, MasterCard, Visa) may families to be together be taken by phone. All materials may be copied for forever. This term is found incidental, noncommercial church Cover photo by John Luke, posed by models, or home use unless identified with a in this issue in “Timmy’s © and the copyright holder’s name. digitally composed by Charlie Baird / Photo of Other uses require permission of the Temple Trip,” “The Sealing copyright owner. Bountiful Utah Temple by Steve Tregeagle. Keys Restored,” and Sharing Time. See if you can find it. Come Listen to a Prophet’s Voice Love The Savior’s love, which shines through this Christmastime experience of President Thomas S. Monson, First Counselor in the First Presidency, can brighten our lives all year long.
A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another (John 13:34).
ne winter day as Christmas approached, The years flew by. Marvelous Melissa, now in I thought back to an experience from her nineties, lived in a nursing [home] in the north- my boyhood. I was eleven. Our west part of Salt Lake City. Just before Christmas, I OPrimary president, Melissa, was an older and determined to visit my beloved Primary president. loving gray-haired lady. Over the car radio, I heard the song “Hark! The One day at Primary, Melissa asked me to stay be- Herald Angels Sing.” I reflected on the visit made hind and visit with her. The two of us sat in the oth- by wise men those long years ago. They brought erwise empty chapel. She placed her arm about gifts of gold, of frankincense, and of myrrh. I my shoulder and began to cry. Surprised, I asked brought only the gift of love and a desire to say her why she was crying. She replied: “I don’t seem “Thank you.” to be able to encourage the Trail Builder [now I found Melissa in the lunchroom. She stared Blazer] boys to be reverent during the opening ex- at her plate of food, teasing it with the fork she ercises of Primary. Would you be willing to help held in her aged hand. Not a bite did she eat. As me, Tommy?” I spoke to her, my words were met with a blank I promised her I would. Strangely to me, but not stare. I took the fork in hand and began to feed to Melissa, that ended any problem of reverence in Melissa, talking all the time I did so about her that Primary. She had gone to the source of the service to boys and girls as a Primary worker. problem—me. The solution was love. There wasn’t so much as a glimmer of recognition,
2 THE FRIEND far less a spoken word. did sing. Outside the sky was blue—azure blue. Two other residents of the nursing home gazed The air was cool—crispy cool. The snow was at me with puzzled expressions. At last they spoke, white—crystal white. saying: “She doesn’t know anyone, even her own family. She hasn’t said a word in all the time she’s How silently, how silently been here.” The wondrous gift is giv’n! Lunch ended. My one-sided conversation So God imparts to human hearts wound down. I stood to leave. I held her frail The blessings of his heav’n. hand in mine, gazed into her wrinkled but beautiful No ear may hear his coming; countenance, and said: “God bless you, Melissa. But in this world of sin, Merry Christmas.” Where meek souls will receive him, still Without warning, she spoke the words: “I know The dear Christ enters in.* you. You’re Tommy Monson, my Primary boy. How I love you.” She pressed my hand to her lips The wondrous gift was given, the heavenly and bestowed on it the kiss of love. Tears coursed blessing was received, the dear Christ entered in— down her cheeks and bathed our clasped hands. all through the doorway of love.
Those hands, that day, were hallowed [made holy] * Hymns, no. 208. by heaven and graced by God. The herald angels (See Ensign, October 1996, page 7.)
ILLUSTRATED BY PAUL MANN FEBRUARY 2002 3 What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder [tear apart] (Mark 10:9). Timmy’s Temple Trip By Angela Murdock (A true story)
to happen when they went to the temple and what immy* had seen the Logan Utah Temple it would mean for their family. He knew that after many times when he went shopping in Lo- today, his family could be together forever. Tgan with Mom. He always looked for the He was glad about that. He couldn’t imagine not temple during the drive. He especially liked seeing having his mom and dad and sisters with him al- it lit up at night. It towered over everything else in ways. Even though he didn’t always get along well the city, as if it was keeping watch over everyone. with his sisters—they sometimes got into his room Today as they traveled to Logan, it wasn’t for and into his things—he still wanted to have them shopping, and he looked forward to seeing the forever. All week they seemed especially cute, and temple even more. He was going there with his he couldn’t help being nice to them. family to be sealed together forever. He couldn’t They were six-year-old twins, and sometimes he wait until they arrived! felt kind of left out. No matter what, they always He hummed “I Love to See the Temple,”† one had each other, so sometimes he felt a little lonely. of his favorite songs. Today it meant even more to After his family had started going to church, him. Last Monday, the family had had a special though, he realized that he was never really alone. family home evening to talk about what was going Heavenly Father was always with him, no matter
4 THE FRIEND around and to hear Jesus speak just to him. His what. He could pray to Him at any time, and He family started to have family prayer every night, would be there to help him. and he could tell that the spirit in their home had Timmy’s mom and dad had been raised in the changed. He knew that the Holy Ghost was with Church, but it wasn’t until they moved back to them. Mom’s hometown that they started going to church Now as they drove to the temple, he could feel every week. The missionaries had come and given in his heart that Heavenly Father was pleased with them the discussions about Joseph Smith and how them. “Mom, how much longer before we get he had prayed in the Sacred Grove. They said that there?” he asked. He was getting impatient even Heavenly Father had told Joseph that none of the though they had left the house only ten minutes churches were true. He had received the priest- ago. hood and restored the true church of Jesus Christ. “It won’t take us very long. Just watch out the Timmy liked to listen to these stories about Joseph window for the temple,” Mom said. Smith. “I bet I see the temple first,” Sarah piped up. One night, the missionaries brought a video “I bet I do!” Suzy exclaimed. about the Savior visiting the Nephites in America. They all watched for it eagerly as they came into Timmy really enjoyed it. He thought about what it Logan. Suddenly all three cried out, “There it is!” would be like to sit at Jesus’ knee with angels all Timmy’s heart beat a little faster. Mom and Dad
ILLUSTRATED BY BRAD TEARE FEBRUARY 2002 5 had come to the temple yesterday morning to re- Timmy thought that Mom looked beautiful all ceive their own endowments. Today they would all dressed in white. She and Dad, also dressed in be sealed together as a family. white, looked really happy, even though she had a Dad pulled up in front of the temple to let them tear in her eye. out while he went to park the car. Timmy’s grand- Timmy felt a warmth like he had never felt be- parents were already there. He could see them fore. He felt like he wanted to cry, too. Mom standing inside the doorway. He wanted to run in- looked at him and smiled. It took only a few min- side and give them a big hug, but this place utes, and they were sealed forever. seemed too quiet and too special to run. He As they stood up, Timmy’s grandmothers both walked reverently, but he couldn’t help jumping in- came and put their arms around him and his sis- to Grandpa’s open arms. ters. One of them said, “Look in the mirror. See— When Dad came, a woman said that she would your family now goes on forever.” take Timmy, Sarah, and Suzy into another room, Timmy hadn’t noticed the mirrors, or even what where they would wait till it was time to be sealed the room looked like when he first came in, but to their parents. Timmy wasn’t sure he wanted to now he could see that there were mirrors lining the leave Mom, but she said that it would be all right walls in front of him and behind him. They went and that they would be together soon. Timmy took from floor to ceiling and reflected everyone in the his sisters’ hands and followed the woman into a room. A big chandelier seemed to cast a spotlight room like the nursery at Primary. over Timmy, his sisters, and his mom and dad, The temple workers had two white dresses for who were all standing in the middle of the room Sarah and Suzy to wear and a white jumpsuit with their arms around each other. Timmy couldn’t (clothing in which the shirt and pants are attached) help but cry now. He felt a little silly, but Mom bent for Timmy. Mom and Dad had told him that in down, took him in her arms, and said, “Timmy, the temple they would wear all white, now you will be my big boy forever!” and just like when Timmy was bap- Timmy could see that she was crying, tized. too. Everyone came and gave them Finally it was time to hugs and congratulated them. change their clothes and go Later, when Timmy and his upstairs to one of the seal- sisters changed out of the ing rooms. Sister Smith white “temple clothes,” Sis- took them in an eleva- ter White gave them each tor to the third floor. a certificate with their They stood outside names and a picture of a door until it was the temple on it for their opened, and then books of remembrance. Timmy and his sis- The certificate said that ters went into the on September 11, 1998, sealing room. they were sealed to their Their grand- family for time and all parents, some eternity. aunts and un- * Names and ages have cles, and Mom been changed. and Dad were † Children’s Songbook, in the room. page 95.
6 THE FRIEND Special Witness Family Traditions
By Elder L. Tom Perry our families together in weekly family home Of the Quorum of the evenings. . . . Monthly we should fast and pay Twelve Apostles our tithes and offerings to the Lord. Semiannual- ly, we should make listening to the messages de- Did you know that Elder livered at general conferences a family tradition. L. Tom Perry enjoys sports and often walks to his We should organize, annually, family reunions office in the Church Ad- to keep alive our great gospel heritage. ministration Building? He Other traditions which should continually be is very cheerful and greets part of our lives are receiving father’s blessings, people he meets with a patriarchal blessings, missionary preparation, tem- smile and a hello. He has given us counsel about ple preparation, and regular temple attendance some traditions we should where possible, and being together as family units have in our homes: on those occasions when sacred ordinances are performed in behalf of a family member. raditions . . . keep us close to the great If we will build righteous traditions in our heritage which is ours. . . . families, the light of the gospel can grow ever T Daily we should kneel in family prayer brighter in [our] lives. . . . We can look forward and study the scriptures together. Weekly we to that glorious day when we will all be united should observe the Sabbath day by attending together as eternal family units to reap the ever- our meetings, especially sacrament meeting, lasting joy promised by our Eternal Father for and behave appropriate to the activities that are His righteous children. proper for the Lord’s day. We should also gather (Ensign, May 1990, page 20.)
ILLUSTRATED BY DAN BURR FEBRUARY 2002 7 Friend to Friend BestFRIENDS
A friend loveth at all times (Proverbs 17:17). From an interview with Elder Gordon Taylor Watts of the Seventy, currently serving in the North America East Area Presidency; by Kellene Ricks Adams
love the name of this children’s magazine. Friends are important in our lives, and it’s I appropriate that the name of the magazine for young children in the Church is called the Friend. In my childhood, I was blessed with many good friends, friends who deeply influenced my life. My best friends were my family, particularly my father. I grew up on a farm and worked side by side with my father all day long. I learned so 1 much from him! I learned about the importance of hard work, honesty, and integrity. I also learned about the gospel and about develop- ing a strong relationship with the Lord. My mother was also a treasured friend, as was Berniel, my older sister and only sibling. Some of 2 my fondest childhood memories are of the four of us gathering together in the evening after a hard treasured friend was the Savior. day of work. My father played the harmonica, and One of the fundamental things my parents taught my mother sang. Often my sister and I also sang. me was the importance of prayer. They taught me We shared a closeness and unity that I know will that if there was ever anything wrong in my life or if last forever. I ever needed help, I should always pray. One of the My parents were the driving force behind my ac- first times I remember following their advice was tivity in the Church. I knew how much they loved when I was about six years old. me, and I knew how important the Church was to That year for Christmas I had been thrilled to find them. Growing up, I could not have dreamed of a toy bow and arrow under the Christmas tree. This disappointing them or hurting them in any way. As toy was exactly what I had wanted. I spent many I lived the gospel principles and followed my par- hours aiming the arrow up into the air and seeing ents’ examples, I developed my own testimony of how high I could get it to fly. the gospel. I learned for myself that the only way to One day I shot the arrow into the air, then lost be happy in this life is by obeying Heavenly Father’s sight of it. I had no idea where it landed. I spent a commandments. I also learned that another very long time looking for it, but I couldn’t find it
8 THE FRIEND enjoyed spending time with my two favorite animal friends—my horse, Lady, and my dog, Brownie. I had always wanted a horse, and I shared that desire with my father as we worked together on the farm. One day, Dad took me to a horse auction with him to buy a pony. We sat and watched as different horses were brought into the arena. Be- fore long, four foals were shown. Dad started to bid and eventually was the highest bidder for a sum of eleven dollars. As highest bidder, he had first choice to buy any one of the foals. He turned to me and said, “OK, Son, which one do you want?” I was so excited! My dream had 3 come true. There were three healthy foals and one that was scrawny and thin. I picked the scrawny 1. With his father one. I felt sorry for her and told my dad, “She 2. At age 4, with his sister, Berniel, age 6, and dog, Brownie needs me.” 3. Elder and Sister Watts with their family We didn’t have any way to get my new foal 4. At age 11, with his two-month-old colt, Lady home, so we took the backseat out of the car, and 5. As a missionary in Hawaii with Elder Gillette (left) my father sat in the back of the car, holding the colt while my uncle drove us home. I named my new friend Lady. She was very tiny and young; I had to feed her from a bottle three times a day. She followed me around and was al- most like a member of the family! She mimicked everything I did. If I squealed, she squealed. When I ran, she ran right behind me. I enjoyed graham crackers, and that was her favorite treat as well. She grew into one of the most beautiful, award-winning, and well-mannered riding horses I have ever seen. My dog, Brownie, was my other good friend. We 4 5 spent many hours playing together. One of our favorite games was hide-and-seek. I’d throw a stick anywhere. I remember how bad I felt. I thought at as far as I possibly could, then quickly hide. the time that this was one of the saddest things that Brownie would fetch the stick and then always had ever happened to me. come and find me. Remembering what my parents had taught me, My family didn’t have a lot of the things people I decided to ask Heavenly Father for help. I knelt by think are important, but I grew up with what I the trunk of an apple tree and told Him what had needed to be happy. It doesn’t matter where you happened. I asked Him for help in finding the ar- live or how much money you have. What matters row. When I opened my eyes, the arrow was next most in life is how you live. And one of the most to me, sticking in the ground. That made a great important things you can have in your life is good impression on me, and I have relied heavily since friends who love and support you. then on the power of prayer. Each of us has the opportunity to develop a Because I grew up on a farm, I didn’t have a lot strong friendship with our Savior, Jesus Christ. When of neighbors or close friends. Because my parents He is our best friend, we can be confident that we taught me to respect all of God’s creatures, some have the love and support we need to find peace of my dearest childhood friends were animals. I and happiness in this life and in the life to come.
FEBRUARY 2002 9 Got Grandma When Sick
I call to remembrance the . . . faith that is in thee, which dwelt first in thy grandmother Lois (2 Timothy 1:5).
(A true story) By Marvin D. Cummings hen I was seven years old, my grandma be- talked way past my bedtime and thought that I was came very frail. Mom and Dad worried that asleep. I couldn’t sleep because I was worried WGrandma couldn’t cook for herself. They wor- about Grandma, too. I didn’t want her to get hurt. I ried that she would fall down the steps of her porch wanted to play old maid (a matching game played and not be able to get up. Dad said, “When people with special cards) with her as we always did. get old, sometimes their bones break easily.” Grand- She was the best old maid player ever. She nearly ma was very old. That was why Mom and Dad wor- always won—except when she let me win. I knew ried about her. she let me win, because she’d always say, “Every- One night they talked about Grandma. They one needs to be a winner.” One time I think I really
10 THE FRIEND beat her in a game of old maid. When she got the rattle and put it in her hand. She said “Gram-ma.” “old maid,” she squealed and laughed so hard, and No one believed that she said it, but I know what she called me a “little stinker.” I laughed because it I heard. made her laugh more. I loved to hear her laugh. Grandma’s house was big enough for her and “We’re moving to Grandma’s house,” Dad told my whole family to live in. We pulled into her drive- me the next morning. way and unloaded all our stuff. I went running into “Grandma’s house?” I asked. the kitchen, where she nearly always was cooking “That’s right. We’re moving in two weeks.” something good to eat. She wasn’t there. I ran into “Hurray—we’re going to Grandma’s house!” I the living room that had Grandpa’s picture hanging shouted. I ran into the bedroom where my two above the fireplace. She wasn’t there, either. I ran younger brothers were still sleeping. I pulled their out of the living room and right into Daddy’s legs. covers off and yelled at the top of my lungs. “We’re “Hold on, sweetheart,” he said. “Where are you going to move to Grandma’s house!” going so fast?” They woke up and rubbed their eyes. “Huh?” “I’m looking for Grandma. I can’t find her.” was all they said. “Come with me, sweetheart. I’ll show you where I hurried off to tell my baby sister. She gooed and she is.” made funny gurgling sounds. Then she squealed re- Dad took me to Grandma’s bedroom. She was ally loud and threw her pink piggy rattle out of the asleep in her big shiny brass bed. I started to talk to crib so that I would fetch it for her. I picked up the her. “Grand—”
ILLUSTRATED BY MARK ROBISON FEBRUARY 2002 11 “Shhhh,” Daddy whispered. “Grandma needs “My grandmother . . . loved her rest.” her grandchildren and was “Will she be able to play old maid with me, always happy to see me and Daddy?” I asked in my softest voice. make me feel important. “I think she would like that, sweetheart. I think When I was nine years old, she would like that a whole lot.” she came to live with my And that’s what we did, Grandma and I. She family. . . . She talked to us couldn’t get out of bed much, so I brought the about choosing the right and old maid cards to her. I’d climb up the post of about eternal life. I learned that life is her big brass bed. Then I’d smooth out the quilt more than this life. . . . She wrote this that she said was made from pieces of Grand- poem called ‘Recompense’ . . . : pa’s old wool plaid shirts. Then we played old maid until we both fell asleep. Have you sat at the bedside On the very last game I was ever to play with Of some loved one, your best friend? Grandma, she squealed really loud and laughed Hoping, praying, watching, waiting. because she got the “old maid.” She called me a Then been told, “It is the end.” “little stinker.” Then she gave me a big hug and said, “You’re the winner, my little darling. You’re If you have, then don’t feel bitter. the winner.” Learn to say “Thy will be done. Help me, Father, in my sorrow, Help me till new faith I’ve won.” Then you’ll feel the soothing influence Of His Spirit from above, Know that He is watching o’er you, Know His heart is filled with love.”
Elder Neil L. Andersen Of the Seventy (Friend, November 1994, page 7.) Wintertime Joy By Marcie Tichenor
Nothing beats A kitchen’s glow For warming bones And melting snow,
For cozy chats While dinner steams, For sharing thoughts And hopes and dreams.
Nothing beats A table that fills With smiling faces— Laughter spills!
Around the table, The Lord addressing, We bow our heads, Dad asks a blessing.
No, nothing beats This time we share. Oh, nothing beats The love that’s there!
ILLUSTRATED BY BRAD TEARE FEBRUARY 2002 13 THE BOY WITH AN
EVILChapter 33 SPIRIT
One day when some people came to Jesus and His disciples, one of them asked the Savior to help his son. The man had already asked the disciples to heal his son, but they could not. The son had an evil spirit in him that made him hurt himself. Mark 9:14–18
Jesus had the man get his son. When the When the Savior asked how long the evil spirit boy came, the evil spirit made him fall to the had been in the boy, He was told that it had been ground. in him since he was a child. Mark 9:19–20 Mark 9:21
14 THE FRIEND ILLUSTRATED BY ROBERT T. BARRETT Jesus said that He could heal the son if the father Jesus commanded the evil spirit to come out of had faith. The father began to cry. He said that the boy and to never go into him again. The evil he had faith. spirit was angry. It hurt the boy again. Then it Mark 9:23–24 obeyed Jesus and came out of the boy. Mark 9:25–26
The boy was so quiet that many people said that Later the disciples asked Jesus why they had not he was dead. But Jesus took his hand and been able to make the evil spirit go out of the helped him stand up. He was healed. The evil boy. Jesus told them that to make the evil spirit spirit was gone. go out, they should have fasted and prayed for Mark 9:26–27 more faith. Matthew 17:20–21; Mark 9:28–29
FEBRUARY 2002 15 JESUS HEALS A
BLINDChapter 34 MAN
One day while Jesus was walking with His dis- ciples, they saw a man who had been blind from birth. The disciples asked if he was blind because he had sinned or because his parents had sinned. John 9:1–2
The Savior said that neither the man nor his Jesus made mud out of the dirt and put it on parents had sinned, that the man was blind so the blind man’s eyes. Then He told the man to that Jesus could heal him. Then people could wash his eyes. see God’s power. John 9:6–7 John 9:3–5
16 THE FRIEND ILLUSTRATED BY ROBERT T. BARRETT As soon as the man washed the mud from his When his friends saw him, they thought that he eyes, he could see! was someone else. He told them that a man John 9:7 called Jesus had healed him. John 9:8–11
The friends took the man to the Pharisees. The Jesus found the man and asked him if he Pharisees asked him how he had been healed. believed on the Son of God. The man asked When he told them, they were angry and told who the Son of God was so he could believe in him to go away. Him. Jesus said that it was He Himself, and the John 9:13–16, 28–34 man worshiped Him. John 9:35–38
FEBRUARY 2002 17 And many people shall go and say, Come ye, and let us go up to the mountain of the Lord, to the house of the God of Jacob; and he will teach us of his ways, and we will walk in his paths (Isaiah 2:3).