Shepherds to the Rescue (Gospel Time Trekkers #1) - Maria Grace - E-Book

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In this first volume of the Gospel Time Trekkers series, children ages 6–9 are taken on a journey that imaginatively retraces the birth of Jesus through the experiences of modern siblings Hannah, Caleb, and Noah.

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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Dateno, Maria Grace.

Shepherds to the rescue / written by Maria Grace Dateno ; illustrated by Paul Cunningham.

p. cm. -- (Gospel time trekkers ; [#1])

Summary: Siblings Hannah, Caleb, and Noah, aged six through ten, travel through time and space to Bethlehem, where they meet a family of shepherds who visited the Nativity thirty years before.

ISBN-13: 978-0-8198-7251-7

ISBN-10: 0-8198-7251-2

[1. Space and time--Fiction. 2. Brothers and sisters--Fiction. 3. Shepherds--Fiction. 4. Jesus Christ--Nativity--Fiction. 5. Christian life--Fiction.] I. Cunningham, Paul, (Paul David), 1972- ill. II. Title.

PZ7.D2598She 2013

[Fic]--dc23

2012022676

The Scripture quotations contained herein are from the New Revised Standard Version Bible: Catholic Edition, copyright © 1989, 1993, Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

Cover design by Mary Joseph Peterson, FSP

Cover and interior art by Paul Cunningham

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.

“P” and PAULINE are registered trademarks of the Daughters of St. Paul.

Copyright © 2013, Daughters of St. Paul

Published by Pauline Books & Media, 50 Saint Pauls Avenue, Boston, MA 02130-3491

Printed in U.S.A.

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Pauline Books & Media is the publishing house of the Daughters of St. Paul, an international congregation of women religious serving the Church with the communications media.

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To Jennie,

my sister and writing buddy,

who helpfully pestered me

until I finished writing this series.

Contents

Chapter One: Out for a Ride

Chapter Two: Where in the World?

Chapter Three: Shepherd Boy

Chapter Four: Benjamin Shares

Chapter Five: A Place to Stay

Chapter Six: The Accident

Chapter Seven: Howls in the Night

Chapter Eight: A Story Retold

Chapter Nine: The End of the Story

Chapter Ten: The End of the Other Story

Chapter Eleven: What Just Happened?

Chapter Twelve: The Good Shepherd

Where Is It in the Bible?

Chapter One

Out for a Ride

Our adventure started on a regular Tuesday afternoon. My older sister, Hannah, my little brother, Noah, and I finished our schoolwork and decided to go biking.

Hannah grabbed her bike and was off before Noah had his sneakers on.

“Come on, Noah! Hurry up!” I yelled as I got my bike and put a leg over the seat.

“Wait, Caleb!” called Noah, still tying his laces. He’s only six, so he is always asking me to wait for him. I didn’t want to wait because Hannah had already reached the road. I didn’t want her to get too far ahead, but I slowed down a little bit for Noah.

I picked up speed once I hit the road. I pedaled standing up, trying to catch up to Hannah before she got to the top of the hill. That’s where we usually go whenever we go biking. We’re allowed to ride our bikes on the road because there’s never any traffic. It only goes to our house and the Brownings’ farm.

The trees in the woods on one side gave shade to most of the road, and I smelled the wonderful scent of honeysuckle. On the opposite side of the road was an overgrown field.

“Wait! Please wait for me!” I heard Noah yell from behind me.

Usually, whoever was the first to reach the top of the hill immediately went down the other side. It was great to coast down with the wind blowing in your face. Hannah was almost always first. So I was surprised to see her stop at the top of the hill and put a foot down. I pumped harder, meaning to whiz by her.

“Guys! Wait!” I heard Noah call again.

I pulled up next to Hannah and stopped too, waiting for Noah. We looked back and saw our little brother struggling up the hill.

Half a minute later, Noah pulled up beside us. “Okay, let’s go!” he said with a big smile on his face.

All together, the three of us pedaled hard for a few feet, then, picking up speed, we sailed down the hill.

Okay, now here’s where it gets weird.

Halfway down, something happened. When we talked about it afterward, we couldn’t agree about what it felt like. To me, it was like we suddenly slowed down because the air got thick.

Hannah said, “No, it was like the air turned into water.”

“But we didn’t get wet,” said Noah. “We just started moving in slow motion.”

Anyway, what happened was this: we slowed down, then our bikes disappeared, and then we were running (in slow motion) down the hill, instead of riding our bikes! By the time we reached the bottom of the hill, we were in a different time and place.