Next Gen- Sporemon Left Behind?

Continued from Hello There!


A whinny sounded from behind the wrecked center.

"That sounds like a horse!" Alissa said, and ran around to the back of the building. "Oh, Wow!" She cried, making the others run to where she was.

Four sporemon were standing behind the center. One was a small, blue horse creature, with a frothy mane and tail, like the surf of the ocean. Another looked like a Golden Retriever, but with an extra tuft of fur on it's neck. A third, a yellow monkey with a ring of fur around it's face, and a long, prehensile tail. The final creature was a cat, light green with a dark green, almost black stripe down it's back.

Everyone was in shock. Even Veronica's uncaring mask melted into a look of wonder, and she unfolded her arms. Ali knelt down and petted the cat, which purred and rubbed up against her, getting leaves and vines all over her clothes.

"These sporemon were left behind by the Liberation Troop, because they were feisty little buggers. Aren't you, tough guy?" Ali crooned, making the cat purr louder.

"It's a miracle," Veronica finally said. The other children nodded their heads.

Suddenly the cat stopped purring, leaped away from Ali and up next to Cody. The Retriever-like animal bounded toward Marilee and gave her several licks on the face. The horse galloped up to Alissa, and nuzzled her cheek. The monkey jumped onto Andrew's shoulders and mussed up his hair, making it stand on end with static electricity.

"You mentioned something called the 'Liberation Troop', Mrs. Newman, who are they?" Andrew asked.

"A man by the name of Derek DeCeeve was one of the leading sporemon researchers on this world, and he concluded, wrongly, that man and sporemon never lived and worked together, and that they should be kept separate. He is deceiving young teens, around your age, to form a 'Liberatrion Troop' a troop of young people to ransack Adoption centers or anything else having to do with sporemon and human interaction. However, their reasoning is wrong. They team up with sporemon and use them to attack Adoption Centers and such."

"Whoa..." Cody breathed. "So, if they keep on deceiving kids our age, the future of Threa is at risk, and maybe even Earth?"

"Yes"

To everyone's surprise, Veronica jumped in, "What if we made our own team, and fought back against the Troop?" she asked.

Ali smiled. The anger in her daughter had finally faded. Ali caressed Veronica's hair and said "That's my girl."

To be continued.           

Can a Loving God Judge?

One of the often challenged aspects of Christianity is "How can a loving God judge?" How do we answer this?

Think back to when you were four and your parents caught you chewing on something expensive or with your hand in the cookie jar, or you threw a fit in Wal-Mart. Your parents, who love you, probably spanked you, or swatted your hand or whatever, but they did it out of love. They wanted you to grow into a polite, God-loving man or woman so they punished you when you did something wrong. God is the same. His judgements are love. If people did bad things without consequences, there would be utter chaos.

Also, Bad things happen to us because He wants to strengthen us, and let our faith blossom. If it was easy, we wouldn't really have faith now would we? If I knew what my future held, I would wait for it to be handed to me on a silver platter. I don't know what the future holds, so I have to absolutely trust God.

Furthermore, God gave us free will. That means we can do whatever we like. Even murder and such. If God stopped every single bad thing that happened to us, then we would cease to have free will, and if free will means you can choose, when we wouldn't choose to love Him. Love is a choice, and if it's not a choice, it's not really love.

So when someone asks you to defend your faith, stand up boldly and proclaim God's truth. It may not be easy, but with the most powerful being in the universe at your back, there's nothing you can't do!        

Next Gen- Hello, there!

continued from  Ready to Go

When the kids first came through the portal, the morning sky was bright and clear. They had all figured Threa would be different than Earth, but both planets looked the same. "Did we even transport?" asked Cody.

A building with a sign that read "Sporemon Adoption Center" answered Cody's question, but Andrew had another.

"Should we go in, and try to get our own sporemon?"

Alissa piped up "I hope I can get a horse-like one!" If there was one thing Alissa loved, it was horses.

"That might be a little difficult under the circumstances." a woman with short brown hair, and in her early 30's said, coming through the two sliding doors. The doors slid open and behind the woman the kids could see the Center was a mess. Papers and broken glass was everywhere, and pins and terrariums were overturned.  Andrew realized who the woman was.

"You're Ali Charles aren't you?" He asked. The woman smiled.

"I haven't gone by that name in years. I'm Ali Newman now." Ali said. A girl about Andrew and Cody's age came through the doors. The way she carried herself and her body language told everyone she was ticked about something. "And this is my daughter, Veronica." Ali said. The girl huffed and looked away at no one in particular.

"Hi, Veronica." Andrew said, and in an attempt to be friendly, stuck out his hand for a shake.

Veronica held up her nose and huffed. Her mother nudged her. "Veronica, they're trying to be friendly, shake this young man's hand."

Veronica reluctantly mumbled "Hey," and shook each of the children's hands.

"I'm afraid the Adoption Center will have to close children," Ali said. "all the sporemon have been taken by a group of kids that call themselves the 'Liberation Troop', so you can't quite get sporemon easily right now."

A whinny sounded from behind the center.

"Maybe there are more sporemon here then you think" Marilee said.

To be continued.......           

15 MORE random things

1. Co-op sign-up for the Hill Country will begin next week, so if you're homeschooled or have homeshcooling friends,  go to hchsaonline.com and sign up!

2. Some friends just got moved into a new house. I hope the house holds many memories and blessing for you!

3.  I now have a job working with my grandfather feeding feeders, mulching the garden etc. We have to lift heavy bags into those feeders when they run out, so I'm getting a good workout. (Not just for the ladies, but hey, can I help that I'm this handsome?)

4.  Our church, Church of the Hills is doing a study on hearing God's voice with Justin Carpenter. It is really amazing.

5. I suggest that you look up a person called Blimeycow on youtube. The guy is hillariouslly sarcastic and has a great concept of truth. They do a new video every Monday on different topics.

6. My favorite time of year is the summer. No school, you can swim, you can hang out with your friends, and it's not freezing like in the winter. Speaking of....

7. I don't like being cold. Never have. If the weather's warm, but the breeze is cold I have a jacket. I can stand hot way better than I can stand cold.

8. My sister is crazy and loves the cold. Go figure.

9. When my little sister was born and came home from the hospital, I ran out in the yard and said "Welcome home, Firefly!", instead of welcoming home Mom and Dad first. (No, I didn't use her blog name when I said it but I can't say her real name.)

10. My sister, like all siblings can be nuts, and will tease me about most anything, (her favorite subject to tease me on is girls) but will listen to my heart, play games, and just be fun to hang around. I'm glad I enjoy my sister.

11. Even though I'm 15, I still like my parents. Like Firefly, they can be weird, but they love me and support me, and I love them back.

12. What an awesome family I have!

13. I'm still learning, and life can be confusing at times, but hey, I've got Christ so He'll be there where ever I am.

14. IT'S FEBRUARY!

15. Blogging is fun.

God bless your day, week, and month!        

Next Gen- Ready to Go

Veronica took care not to step on the broken glass that lay on the floor. She was almost horrified at the devastation that the kids had made of their Sporemon Adoption center. Almost. She was still mad at her Mom, and to show it, she huffed, and plopped down on a bench, arms across her chest, legs crossed, and a scowl on her face. Serves Mom right that the Liberation Troop came and ransacked the place. Her mom didn't care about her. Why, she couldn't even wear the same things her friends did. And her mother even disliked her friends, even though they were the most popular girls in school. What was so great about Jesus anyway? Shouldn't you have as much fun as you can now when you're young?

 Ali sighed. She knew that look in her daughter's eyes. She had been the same way at her age, 13, almost 14. She only cared about what was popular, and even sometimes treated her family like dirt. Tears almost sprang to her eyes. No, worse then dirt. Then she felt.... something. It like arms were holding her, giving her a hug. No one was there. Then a voice whispered in her ear "Focus on what's now, not what was."

Jesus was right. She had been absolutely selfish back then, but now, because an amazing Savior came and saved her, and her whole family, she had been reborn. Not a thing of dirt, but a Sapphire. A loud WHOOSH sounded outside the Center. The cavalry had arrived, and the General would be defeated with the same power of Christ, that helped those poor, four Sporemon, so many years ago.

 Andrew, Alissa, Marilee, and Cody hugged their parents. It was time to leave for another world.

"We love you, and we'll be praying for safe travel." Sara said, and kissed Andrew and Alissa on the head.

Sam put a hand on each of their shoulders. "My adventures on Threa changed me for the better," he said. "And I'll be asking God to guide you kids to become the young Man and Woman He wants you to become."

Kay and Darbin each hugged their children. "Whatever God needs you to do," Kay said, "Do it with faith, love, courage, and hope."

Marilee smiled at the word "hope". It reminded her of the time she and Alissa parodied the Andrew Peterson song "In the Night".

"Well," Andrew cried, "Lets go save us a universe!"

To Be Continued......  

Next Generation- Real?

continued from New year New Story- Next Generation



Mr. Mills turned the blaring alarm off. 

"Thanks, I could hardly hear myself think." Sara, now a grown woman, said. She sat down in a chair and looked at the four children. Two of them, Andrew and Alissa were her own God-loving teens. The other two were her friend's, Kay Phillips, children, Marilee and Cody. "You all deserve to hear the truth," she said  "would you please tell them, Dear?" Sara motioned to Sam O'Bon, once her best friend, now her husband.  Sam nodded.

"You know the story of how Mrs. Phillips and I found the portal, became friends with your mother, and saved the whole darn universe from destruction," The kids nodded. "And that it was a game we three played when we were young, like Marilee and Alissa's Sargonia game."

Alissa piped up "You mean the one where we travel to another world, right Dad?"

Sam nodded. "That's the one, Sweetheart. You thought we made up Threa in our imagination, but..."

"It was real," Cody finished for him. 

"Yes," Mr. Mills said, taking a dusty box off a shelf. "And this will take you kids to Threa."

"Now wait one minute, Mr. Mills, why can't the adults go?" Kay stood up, hands on her hips.

"It's a new age on Threa, Kay, and a new age needs a new generation. Would you please allow your young ones to go?"

"I'm sorry if I sounded mad," Kay replied. "I just wanted to know why the original Savers wouldn't be going."

Andrew gave all the parents a thumbs up. "Don't worry. We'll look out for each other and be an example of Christ like you taught us to be."

Mr. Mills took out an old looking gun. It was the same portal gun which drew Sam and Kay to Threa.

"You kids ready?" He asked.

To be continued      

New year, New story- Next Generation

  “I don’t care. You are not wearing one, Veronica. I wore one when I was your age, and when I accepted Christ, I stopped. When we get to the shop, I have a Bible, so we can look up scriptures about morals.”

Ali Charles, now grown and married, wondered how her daughter could be so much like her at that age, caring only about what was popular. When she was young, she had tried to destroy the whole race of creatures called Sporemon, but when a group of kids called the Christianity Savers had shown her Christ’s love, she repented.

 She looked at the Mill’s estate, now a Sporemon Adoption center, down the path. Her daughter Veronica was sulking behind her. How ironic that her mother hoped she would have kids just like her someday. She loved Veronica, and she didn’t want her daughter to go down a destructive path. She reached into her pocket and drew out a key to the center. “I love you and I don’t want you to end up like I was, V.” she said. The lock clicked and she entered the room. “Oh, no! We need to contact Earth, now!"




“O’Bon family, come forward,” Mr. Mills, now a proud grandfather said.

Sam O’Bon beamed as Sara held his hand and nudged her children toward her father. All the years of waiting and praying for a godly wife and children had paid off. Of their two young teens, Andrew was named for the disciple, and Alissa was named for truth with the spelling to honor their friend, Ali Charles. Sam looked at their friends, Kay and Darbin Phillips, and their children. Marilee was a thin, freckled girl with bright red hair and his daughter’s best friend. Cody, a black-haired boy around his son’s age, was Andrew’s best friend. It was great that his childhood friend’s children were best friends with his own. Mr. Mills baptized Alissa, and then Andrew.

“In name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, you are now a new creature in Christ.” Mr. Mills said.

Then, Kay’s children were next. All the children felt clean, and fresh, as if their old selves had died inside of them, and they were remade.  

After a dinner of fish patties, the clink of metal filled the living room. The kids were in a battle royal of Cosmotops, a game with small, plastic tops. The parents were catching up on news. Suddenly an alarm sounded. Everyone covered their ears.

“Dad, what is that?” Sara yelled over the noise.

“It’s an alarm that I gave the Charles' before we left Threa, the center is in danger.”

“You mean the game you, Dad, and Mrs. Phillips used to play was..... real?” Andrew asked.
                
To be Continued......