Three of Me

My feet are too big,
They’re too long and too wide,
And I think I need a wig,
Cause my hair’s really fried.
My arms are real skinny.
They’re lacking some strength,
And I walk kind of funny.
My legs aren’t the same length.
I talk sort of squeaky,
Like a mouse in a trap,
And my teeth are all crooked,
And in front’s a big gap.
I’ve got pimples on my chin,
And all over my nose,
And I’ve got hair growing,
From both my big toes.
My skin is real itchy,
And looks kind of yellow,
And my belly sticks out,
And jiggles like jello.
I don’t really like me,
If you can hear what I say.
I wish I could be,
Someone else for a day.
Do you have any words for me,
Advice for my situation.
I sure would appreciate,
Some grand revelation.
Say that again?
What was that?
There’s three of me!
Oh, now I feel fat.
But, go ahead,
And speak your chatter,
Give me your opinion,
Though I don’t think it’ll matter.
It’s true. It’s true.
There really is three of you.
When you look in the mirror,
To straighten your hair,
Person Number One,
Is who you see there.
Person Number One
Is how you see you,
But how others see you,
Is Person Number Two.
There’s one more perspective,
That I want you to see.
How God views you,
Is Person Number Three.
So open your eyes,
And take in the light.
Which of these three,
Do you think is right?
So if you don’t like your hair,
And you don’t like your nose.
And you don’t like your legs,
And you don’t like your toes.
Then remember the words,
I tell you today,
You look how you do,
Because God made you that way.
You’re not an accident.
You’re not a mistake.
God’s got a plan for you,
Cause no trash does He make.

So when you look in the mirror,
To comb out your hair,
See through God’s eyes,
The person standing there.

Self-worth is how you feel about yourself. How important
are you? What’s your worth? In God’s eyes, you’re worth the
whole world. You are God’s special treasure and He has
great and wonderful plans for your life. Listen to what God
says about you in the Bible in 1 Peter 2:9, “But you are a
chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people
belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him
who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.”
So look at yourself the way He looks at you—not how
others might see you.

Copyright three-thirty ministries, 2008.

The Uncontrollable Itch

Little Judith Doe,
Had an itch on her toe.
It moved to her ankle,
Then to her knee.
When she’d try to scratch,
It always seemed to flee.
It itched up her leg,
And on her belly it did stop,
Then went to her elbow,
In one single hop.
She scratched her elbow,
And it moved to her hand.
Then on her chin,
It did land.
She scratched and she scratched,
All through the day.
“It won’t stop itching!”
You could hear her say.
Then from her chin 
The itch finally fled,
But suddenly she itched,
All over her head.
Then it went everywhere,
On her legs, her feet, and toes,
She itched on her belly,
And even on her nose.
She itched all the way,
Up to her golden hair-locks.
That’s when she discovered,
She had caught the Chicken Pox.

Seeking God First
Sometimes wanting things is like having a hard-to-scratch
itch. We just aren’t happy until we get what our heart is set
on, but the Bible says in Matthew 6:33, “But seek first his
kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be
given to you as well.” Remember: Everything you’ll ever
need and everything good that you’ll ever want in life is
found only in Jesus Christ.

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The Silly Young King

Let me tell you the story,
Of a silly young king,
Who wanted to have
He wanted a circus,
With a tent made of silk,
And a castle of candy,
With a moat of chocolate milk.
He wanted a spaceship,
To take him to Mars,
And a million and one,
Big candy bars
He wanted the world’s seas
With harbors and boats,
He wanted to own the mountains,
And billions of goats.
He wanted to fly,
As high as the sky,
And he wanted to eat,
The world’s biggest pie.
He wanted one each
Of every kind of car,
And He wanted to name,
Each and every star.
He wanted three elephants,
To dance in his room,
And a jet plane,
That would take off with a zoom.
He wanted fireworks,
To explode every night,
And trumpets to play,
At dawn with the light.

He got all he wanted,
A trillion and one things,
But none of it can compare,
To the joy that Jesus brings.

Someone who is content realizes that true joy doesn’t come
from what you own or wear. When you’ve given your life to
Jesus and are walking with Him, He’ll always take care of
you—you’ll never lack for what He desires to give you and
the life you’ll find in Him is beyond anything you could have
ever imagined. The Bible says in Matthew 6:33, “But seek
first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things
will be given to you as well.” Remember: Only Jesus satisfies
and true joy comes only from Christ.

Copyright three-thirty ministries, 2008.

The Kid With A Beard


Let me tell you a story,

Of a kid with a beard,

Who everyone thought,

Was very weird.

To stop the growth,

He did his best,

Though by lunch it hung,

To his chest.

He’d shave in the morning,

With the rise of the sun,

But would grow a foot of hair,

Before the day was done.

Other kids didn’t like him.

They thought he was a freak,

And they’d call him names,

Like a dork and a geek.

They teased him,

Every hour of the day,

Until in tears,

He’d want to run away.

Tears were his friends,

Cause no one else would care.

To eat with him or play with him,

Or talk to him there.

He’d cry every night,

He’d cry every day,

“I have no friends,”

He would say.

I know this story,

Is very, very sad.

And I hope it makes you,

Just a little mad.

And though your friends,

Probably don’t have a beard,

You may know some kids,

You might think are weird.

How do you treat them,

Is my question to you.

Do you laugh at them,

And call them names too.

Then perhaps you should step,

In their shoes for a day.

Feel their hurt and you’ll see,

What you’re doing is not okay.


Listen to what the Bible says about how we should treat

others. Romans 12:9-10 says, “Love must be sincere. Hate

what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one

another in brotherly love. Honor one another above


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The Girl Who Liked To Talk


Once there lived a girl,

Who really like to talk.

She’d talk real soft,

She’d talk real loud,

She talk to herself,

She’d talk in a crowd.

She’d talk in the morning,

She’d talk when it was late,

She’d talk every minute,

Even while she ate.

She couldn’t go a second,

Without making a peep.

She talked all the time,

Even in her sleep.

Then she lost her voice,

And there was no talking or yelling.

There was no screaming, no chatting,

And no fun, story-telling.

She was quiet at last,

But she learned a ton.

She listened and found,

That listening was fun.

Now she talks,

But she always listens too.

Her talking-all-the-time days,

Are finally through.


Some people never take time to stop, be quiet and listen

for God’s voice. Sometimes God speaks to you through the

Bible. Sometimes God speaks to you through someone else.

And sometimes God speaks to you through His Holy Spirit.

This is like a voice inside the stillness of your heart and what

He says will always line up with His Word. So… shhhhhhhh…

take time to be quiet and pray and think about God.

The Bible says in Ecclesiastes 3:1 & 8, “There is a time for

everything…a time to be silent and a time to speak.”

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The Flynosorus


Imagine a rhino,

Who wanted to fly.

Who’d spend all day,

And just stare at the sky.

“I’ll build some wings,”

He said out loud.

“And flap until,

My head’s in a cloud.”

“Or I’ll become a kite,

Tied down with a string,

And soar so high,

I can see everything.”

“Or I’ll strap a rocket,

On my back real tight,

And blast straight up,

Into the night.”

But the wings and kite,

Both did fail,

And that big ‘ol rocket,

Just burn up his tail.

None of the plans,

Worked out for him,

So he felt real sad,

And his hopes looked dim.

Until one day,

He saw a sign,

To buy tickets,

From a certain airline.

It took four tickets,

To seat him in there,

But finally at last,

He was up in the air.

“I’m above the clouds,”

He shouted with joy.

“I can’t believe it!

Oh boy! Oh boy!”

He was the first to fly—

The first rhinosorus.

And from the day on,

He was called the flynosorus.

Big Dreams

There may be a lot of things you’d like to do in your life.

Maybe you’d like to fly a jet or blast-off in a rocket.

Perhaps you want to make a million dollars or be the

President of the United States. But of all the things that

will happen to you, the greatest thing is you can do is to

give your life to Jesus and accept Him as your Savior and


The Bible says in Romans 10:13,

“Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be


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The Boy Who Never Quit Eating


There once lived a boy who never quit eating,

His name was Franklin Johnson Keating.

He ate all his veggies.

He ate all his greens.

He ate up his broccoli,

And then ate his beans.

Then went the potatoes,

With butter on top.

There goes the tomatoes,

With a gulp and a pop.

He gobbled up a steak,

And then went a roll.

Then he slurped up his soup.

Then he ate his bowl!

There goes his spoon.

There goes his plate.

Then with a smile,

The tablecloth he ate.

This may seem unreal,

Kind of like a fable,

But next he ate–believe it or not,

His own kitchen table.

Then the curtains went,

In a big, sloppy slurp.

There goes the sink,

With a belch and a burp.

Wait! Here comes his dad,

Carrying a big box.

Full of his sister’s,

Old, dirty socks.

Franklin opens wide,

And, swoosh, there it goes,

Down to his belly,

Before the smell hits his nose.

Then Franklin freezes,

And gives a little moan.

“I think I’m done now,”

He says with a groan.

“I feel kind of green.

I don’t feel right.

I think I’ve lost,

My appetite.”


Moderation means that you know when to stop. So just

because you can eat twelve candy bars, doesn’t mean that

you should eat twelve candy bars. Moderation draws a line

that says, “Even though I can do something, too much of it,

even if it’s good, can be bad for me.” Some people have

trouble eating too much, watching too much TV, or playing

too many video games. These are just a few examples of

where some people might need to show more moderation.

The Bible says in 1 Corinthians 6:12, “’Everything is

permissible for me’—but not everything is beneficial.

‘Everything is permissible for me’—but I will not be

mastered by anything.” In other words, the only thing that

should have control over your life is Jesus Christ.

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Swing Jumping

My mother said, “Don’t jump out of the swing.
You’ll land. You’ll hurt. You’ll really, really sting.”
My daddy said, “Don’t jump out of the swing.
You’ll land. You’ll hurt. You’ll really, really sting.”
My teacher said, “Don’t jump out of the swing.
You’ll land. You’ll hurt. You’ll really, really sting.”
So what did I do?
I swung real high
And just let go.
I thought I could fly.
Through the air,
I did soar,
Forgetting what,
I had been told before.
Then I hit,
The Merry-Go-Round,
That bounced me twice,
Up off the ground.
I spun head over heals,
Through the air,
And landed and rolled,
From here to there.
Up the slide
I did go.
Then down the ladder,
And I didn’t slow.
Knocking out,
Three of my friends,
I hit the backstop,
And launched up again.
Then what happened next,
Was the worst of every feature.
Boom! Bang! Plop!
I landed on top of my teacher.
My mother said, “Don’t jump out of the swing.
You’ll land. You’ll hurt. You’ll really, really sting.”
So what did I do? I jumped.
I thought I could fly,
But now I have two broken legs,
And my teacher? A big, black eye.

Sometimes you may be told not to do something that you
think would be fun, and even though you may not
understand why you shouldn’t do it, you should obey just
the same. Rules are not intended to take the fun out of life.
In fact, God gave us rules to protect us. So always obey your
parents and teachers and always do what you know is
right. The Bible says in Titus 3:1, “Remind the people to be
subject to rulers and authorities, to be obedient, to be ready
to do whatever is good.”

Copyright three-thirty ministries, 2008.


There once lived a girl
With a name so long,
That many tried to remember it,
But they were all wrong.
So at last she wrote it down,
One fine day,
So people years later,
Could read it and say:

Her name was:
Ima Elizabeth Margaret Mary,
Judith Lola Jacqueline Sherry,
Sabrina Catrina Christina-Loo,
Teresa Lisa Patrisa-Su,
Margine Johnson (named after her Nana),
Savannah, Alana, (sometimes called banana),
Mona-Cherona (named for her mother),
And Georgette (for George, named for her brother),
Hatti Patty Matti-Bo,
Laura Lynn and Amy Jo,
Rudy Trudy and Nancy Drew,
But all her friends just called her Sue.

Known By God
How does it make you feel that God knows your name?
That He calls you by name? That He made you for a reason
and has great plans for your life? Did you know that God
delights in you? That’s how special you are to God.
Listen to what the Bible says in Zephaniah 3:17, “The Lord
your God is with you, he is mighty to save you. He will take
great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will
rejoice over you with singing.”

Copyright three-thirty ministries, 2008. 

Sticks and Stones

Stick and Stones
Stick and stones,
May break my bones,
But words will never…
What’s that you say?
I’m as dumb as dirt,
And a nerd to boot,
And a clumsy ol’ fellow,
That acts like a fruit.
My nose is so big,
That I look like a clown,
And by turning my head,
I might knock you down.
You think I dress uncool,
My breath has a odor,
And I talk so much,
‘Cause my mouth has a motor.
My teeth look green,
My shoes really stink,
My lips are too large,
Is that what you think?

Ouch! That really hurts me.
Rocks and sticks,
May break my bones,
But words can hurt,
Even more than stones.

Watch Your Words
The old saying, “Sticks and stones may break my bones
but words will never hurt me,” is just not true. Words are
very powerful and can hurt people very badly. So always
be careful and use your words for good, not for bad.
The Bible says in Colossians 4:6,
“Let your conversation be always full of grace, seasoned
with salt, so that you may know how to answer

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Do you want Marcus to stomp on your toes?
Or stick his little finger up your nose,
Or squirt you with a water hose,
Or tell your secrets so everyone knows?
Do you want Thomas to tell a lie,
So that it hurts your feelings and makes you cry,
Or throw sand in your face that gets in your eye,
Or say you’re a real mean, nasty guy?
Would you like for Christy to throw food in your drink,
Or to tell the world that your feet stink,
Or knock you down at the skating rink,
Or call you a name like a Lying Fink?
Do you like it when friends don’t follow through,
With promises they made to you,
Or in your chair, they pour some glue,
So  your pants get stuck and you can’t stand when you’re through?
Do you like for others to cheat at a game,
Or do something wrong and give you the blame,
Or call you a real hurtful name,
Then why would you do to them the same?
If you don’t want these things done to you,
‘Then why would you do them to another?
So do good, tell the truth and be kind,
The Bible says to love each other.
(Yes that even means your sister or your brother!)
In Matthew 7:12 Jesus said, “So in everything do to others what you would have them do to you.”  This is how Jesus wants you to live.  
He doesn’t want you to treat others the way they treat you, but the way you want them to treat you.  So if you want others to share with you, you should share with them.  If you want others to be kind to you, you should be kind to them.  If you want others to talk good about you, you should talk good about them.This is God’s way of living!
I don’t!  I won’t!
I’ll slam the door!
If I don’t get my way,
I’ll fall to the floor!
In Walmart, McDonald’s,
And the doctor’s office, too.
I’ll even do it,
Inside the zoo.
I’ll have a tantrum.
I’ll have a fit.
I’ll fling my arms and scream,
And, I’ll even hit!
People can look.
I don’t really care.
People can point.
People can stare.
I don’t even care,
If they give a big laugh,
Cause I’m throwing a fit,
Underneath a giraffe!
I want it!  I want it!
I’ll slam the door,
If I don’t get my way,I’ll fall to the floor!
Give me what I want,
‘And give it right now!
I don’t know why,
I can’t have a pet cow.
I don’t care what you say,
And I don’t care your reason,
I’ll throw a tantrum all day,
All the way to the end of the season.
I’ll keep going
Til the leaves turn green,
And when Christmas comes,
You’ll still hear me scream!
I’ll keep going 
Til I’m red in the face,
And I’ll yell so loud
That I’ll shake this place.
I don’t!  I won’t!
I’ll slam the door,
If I don’t get my way,
I’ll fall to the floor!
Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h!  S-c-r-e-a-m!
Wait a minute!  Where did you go?
Aren’t you going to stay?
And watch my little show?
And what’s that you say?
I can no longer go outside?
I can no longer play?
I have to sit in the chair
For five minutes long?
Because what I did was mean,
Because what I did was wrong?
Fits aren’t very fun,
Ive changed my mind now.
Tantrums are wrong.
And who really needs a pet cow!
I’d talk to you more,
But because of my fit,
I have to go now,
And be quiet and sit.
‘Pick up your mess.”
”Clean up your closet.”
”It’s time to brush your teeth.”
What do you do when your parents tell you to do something?  Do you complain?
Do you argue?  Do you pretend not to hear them?  Or do you obey them without having to be told a second time? 
Listen to what God says in the Bible in Proverbs 20:11, “Even a child is known by his actions, by whether his conduct is pure and  right.”