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One day, little Tiger River was trying to find his shoe.
"Where is my shoe?" asked River, pacing around the room.
But no one was there to answer him.
He was in Gail's room alone because Gail was in the kitchen, eating breakfast.
"Gail!" River yelled, his tiny tiger voice echoing through the house. "Do you know where my shoe is?"
Gail quickly ran into her room, wiping her hands on a napkin. "Did you look under the bed?" she asked.
River shook his head, his striped tail swishing back and forth. "No, I didn’t think of that."
"Then let’s look together," Gail said kindly. She got down on her knees and peeked under the bed. River followed, lying on his belly, his whiskers brushing the floor. They scanned the dark space under the bed, hoping to spot the missing shoe.
First, they found a stuffed bear that looked like it had been forgotten for a while. Then, they found a bouncing ball. A single old sock was next, but still no shoe.
"Maybe we should look somewhere else," Gail suggested, standing up and dusting off her knees.
River nodded and followed her as she led the way to her closet. "It might be in here!" Gail said, swinging open the closet doors.
River walked over and peered inside. He looked up at the shelves and down at the floor. They moved around boxes and clothes, but the shoe wasn’t hiding there either.
"Oh, where could it be?" River asked, his ears drooping in disappointment.
Feeling defeated, River sat down on the floor and put his paws into his hands, his small body shaking as he began to cry.
"Don’t cry, River," Gail said softly. She knelt down and hugged him tight. "We’ll find it."
River sniffled, rubbing his eyes with his paws, and hugged Gail back. Her hug made him feel a little better. "Let’s keep looking," she encouraged.
They moved into the living room next. Gail carefully checked the couch. "It’s not on the couch, not under it, either. It’s not by the lamp or the end table," she said.
River sniffled again, feeling frustrated. "Oh, where could it be?" he whined softly.
"Now, now," Gail said, gently scolding him. "No more whining, River. We’ll find your shoe. I know we will."
River took a deep breath, calming himself down as they walked into the kitchen. And that’s when River’s eyes widened in surprise.
"Look, Gail! There’s my shoe!" River shouted, hopping up and down with excitement. His missing shoe was right by the back door.
"You must’ve knocked off your shoe here when you came inside," Gail said, laughing. "Then you carried the other one with you into my room."
"Yes, that is what I did," said River. "That was silly of me. I should of left both shoes together."
River beamed as he slipped his shoe back on. "I found my shoe!" he cheered, his tail swishing happily behind him.
Gail smiled, watching her little tiger friend. "See, River? We just had to keep looking."
"You're right Gail. Thank you so much for helping me look," said River.
"You're welcome River." They hugged and then they got ready to go to school.
It was River's first day to go to school. So join River and Gail next time as we see how River's first day of school goes...
After River and Gail found River's missing shoe,
it was finally time to head to school.
River was excited but a little nervous too since this was his first time going to school with Gail.
Once they climbed onto the bus, River met Gail’s best friends, Little Robin and Little Lori.
They were both really friendly and waved as River and Gail sat down behind them.
“Little Robin and Little Lori, this is River,” Gail introduced with a big smile.
Little Lori's eyes lit up, and she squealed, “Aww, he’s so cute!”
“And he’s a tiger!” Little Robin added, clapping her hands in excitement. “Tigers are my favorite animal!”
“I like monkeys more,” Little Lori said with a grin. “But tigers are cool too.”
River smiled shyly and said, “I actually have a friend named Monkey—he’s really a monkey!”
Little Lori gasped. “That’s so cool!"
"You’re the cutest tiger ever," said Little Robin.
River blushed and thanked her.
“You’re going to love school,” Little Robin said as she brushed her blonde hair out of her face.
“I hope so!” River said, starting to feel more excited.
When they got to school, River couldn’t wait to learn new things. He spent the morning practicing counting to five and learning the first few letters of the alphabet. Little Lori even helped him tie his shoes, which made River feel proud.
Art class was River’s favorite part of the day. The teacher handed out paper, paints, and crayons, and River decided to paint a picture of the jungle where he grew up. His classmates gathered around, amazed by the tall trees, flowing rivers, and colorful animals he painted. Little Robin even drew a picture of a tiger, and Little Lori drew a playful monkey. River was so happy when the teacher put his jungle painting on the wall for everyone to see.
During show-and-tell, River felt a little nervous, but Gail whispered, “You’ve got this!” River stood up in front of the class and talked about his home in the jungle, describing the tall trees and the fun he had with his animal friends. Gail even pulled out a jungle book from her backpack to help him. Everyone listened closely, especially when River mentioned his best friend, Monkey.
At recess, River explored the playground with Little Robin and Little Lori. At first, River wasn’t sure about the slides and swings, but his new friends encouraged him to try. He climbed up the slide and let out a joyful roar as he zoomed down, loving the fun. They spent the rest of recess playing tag and hide-and-seek, and River couldn’t stop smiling.
After recess, it was time for music class, and River discovered something new—he loved to sing! The teacher gave out instruments, and River tried the tambourine and drums. When the class started singing a song, River joined in, surprising everyone with his sweet voice. Soon, the whole class was singing together, and River felt like he belonged.
At snack time, River was curious about what everyone was eating. Gail shared her favorite snack—carrot sticks with hummus. River wasn’t sure at first, but after taking a bite, he decided it was delicious! The whole class laughed when River said the carrots reminded him of his friend Abby, the dog, who loves to eat carrots too.
In science class, they learned about different animals, and when the teacher talked about tigers, everyone looked at River. The teacher asked him if he knew a fun fact about tigers, and River proudly told the class that tigers love to swim. The other kids were surprised, and when the teacher added that tigers are the biggest of all big cats, everyone clapped for River. He felt like a star!
By the end of the day, River made lots of new friends.
River’s first day of school was a huge success! He learned so many new things, made great friends, and was already looking forward to tomorrow. Stay tuned for River’s next adventure when he and Gail visit the library!
One sunny afternoon, Tiger River went to the library with his best friend, Gail. River had never been to the library before, and as soon as they walked in, he stopped in his tracks, his eyes growing wide.
“Wow, Gail! Look at all these books! There are SO many!” River said excitedly, his tail swishing back and fourth with excitement.
Gail giggled and put her finger to her lips. “Shh, River. We have to be quiet in the library. You’re not supposed to talk loudly here.”
River’s eyes widened even more as he nodded quickly. “Oh, okay. I’ll be quiet,” he whispered back, trying hard to keep his voice down.
“Come on, let’s go to the kids' section,” Gail said, grabbing River’s paw and leading him toward a corner filled with bright, colorful bookshelves.
When they got there, River’s jaw dropped. The kids' section was full of books with colorful covers, fun illustrations, and comfy couches to sit on. River’s heart raced with excitement. He had no idea there could be so many books all in one place.
“Look at all these books!” River whispered to Gail. “Which one do we read first?”
Gail smiled at how eager River was. “Well, let’s take a look,” she said, pointing to a shelf full of books about animals. River’s eyes went straight to a book with a big bear on the front.
“What’s this book about?” River asked, staring at the cover.
“That’s a book about bears,” Gail explained. “See the bear on the front? It’s all about how bears live, what they eat, and their cubs.”
River nodded, already amazed by how much there was to learn. But then something caught his eye, and he gasped so loudly that a few other kids turned to look.
“Look, Gail! Look!” River pointed excitedly at another book on the shelf. “That book has a tiger on the cover! Just like me!”
Gail chuckled. “Yep, that’s a book all about tigers,” she said. “It tells you everything about how tigers live in the wild.”
“Can I have it?” River asked, clutching the book like it was a precious treasure.
Gail smiled and shook her head. “You can’t keep the books from the library, but you can borrow them if you have a library card.”
River smiled eye to eye. “I want a library card too!”
“Well, you can use mine for now,” Gail said, pulling her card out of her pocket and handing it to River. His paws were a bit too big for the small card, but he held it carefully.
“Thank you SO much, Gail!” River said, practically bouncing with joy.
“You’re welcome! Now, let’s pick out five books to take home,” Gail said, glancing at the shelves. “I’ll pick two, and you can pick three.”
River’s eyes darted around, trying to take in all the options. After a few minutes, he proudly held up three books. “I want these!” he said. “A book about tigers, a book about dogs, and a book about kids!”
“Great choices!” Gail said, adding her two picks. “I’ve got two ‘Boxcar Children’ books. We’ll have plenty to read!”
River and Gail carried their books over to a small table where they laid them out in a neat pile. River looked down at his stack, his tail swishing back and forth with excitement.
“Let’s read the titles,” Gail said, pointing to River’s first book. “This one is *The Tale of Two Tigers*,” she read aloud. “And this one is *Biscuit*—that’s the dog book. And the last one is *Dick and Jane*. They’re fun stories about kids.”
“I love all the books I picked!” River said happily. “Can we read them all when we get home?”
“Of course,” Gail said with a smile. “We’ll read them together.”
“I can’t wait!” River exclaimed, carefully picking up his three books while Gail carried hers. They walked together to the front desk, where River watched the librarian scan the books. Each time the scanner made a beep, River’s ears perked up, and his eyes sparkled.
“That is SO cool!” River whispered, watching the librarian scan the last book.
Once they checked out all their books, River and Gail headed home. As soon as they got home, they cozied up on the couch, and Gail began reading aloud from *The Tale of Two Tigers*. River listened intently, loving every word. After that, they read *Biscuit* and *Dick and Jane*. River’s heart was full of happiness as he snuggled up close to Gail.
“Thank you so much for taking me to the library, Gail!” River said, wrapping his arms around her in a big hug.
“You’re welcome, River. I’m so glad you had fun,” Gail said, hugging him back.
It was a warm, sunny day in the jungle, and River the Tiger was enjoying a peaceful stroll along the familiar paths he loved so much. Today felt like any other day—except, there was something different in the air. He couldn't quite put his paw on it, but he shrugged it off, figuring it was just the breeze rustling the leaves.
Meanwhile, Gail was busy at her house, putting the final touches on a special surprise for River. She had spent days planning a birthday party and had invited all of River’s friends—Alisha the tiger, Monkey, and Wolfy. And Gail's friends- Little Robin and Little Lori. The house was decorated from top to bottom with bright banners, colorful balloons, and a huge sign that read, "Happy Birthday, River!"
Everyone had arrived early, hiding behind furniture, under tables, and behind curtains, eager to surprise their favorite tiger friend. Monkey, of course, had a hard time staying still, giggling and bouncing around in excitement. The snacks were laid out, the cake was in place, and everyone was ready for the big moment.
As River padded closer to Gail’s house, he noticed that all the windows were shut, which was unusual for such a lovely day. “That’s odd,” he thought, but being the curious tiger he was, River decided to investigate.
He stepped up to the door, and as soon as he pushed it open— **“SURPRISE!”** —The entire room was filled with cheers.
“Happy Birthday, River!” everyone shouted, jumping out from their hiding spots.
River froze, wide-eyed and stunned. For a moment, he couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The room was filled with all of his friends, smiling and cheering just for him. Gail, Alisha, Monkey, and Wolfy were all there, beaming with excitement. The walls were covered in decorations, and right in the middle of the room was a huge cake shaped like a jungle.
River’s heart filled with joy. “You all did this... for me?”
“Of course we did!” Gail said, walking up to him with a huge smile. “We wanted to make sure your birthday was unforgettable.”
Monkey somersaulted across the room, unable to contain his excitement. “Yeah! We’ve been waiting all day to surprise you!”
Wolfy wagged his tail, howling happily, “Now it’s time to party!”
River was so overwhelmed with happiness that his tail started moving back and forth. “This is amazing! I don’t even know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything,” Gail said, placing a birthday hat on River’s head. “Just enjoy yourself!”
And that’s exactly what River did. They played games, like pin the tail on the tiger, and they danced to River's favorite music. They laughed, ate cake, and even sang a special birthday song that Gail had made up just for River. Every moment was filled with love, laughter, and the warmth of friendship.
As the sun set and the party came to a close, River looked around at all his friends. He realized that this surprise wasn’t just about the balloons or the cake—it was about how much his friends cared for him.
“This has been the best birthday ever,” River said, smiling contentedly. “I’m so blessed to have all of you in my life.”
Gail and the others gathered around for a big group hug, and together they all shouted, “Happy Birthday, River!”
And as River stood there, surrounded by his friends, he knew that this day would be one he’d remember forever.
That night, when River said his bedtime prayers, he thanked God for each one of his special friends. He truly felt blessed.
River fell asleep with a heart full of joy, knowing he would never forget this perfect day.
Tiger River woke up feeling extra happy—it was Valentine’s Day! He had spent all week making special cards for each of his friends. He decorated them with bright colors, cute drawings, and kind words about why he loved being their friend.
“These aren’t just any Valentine’s cards,” he said, placing them carefully in his bag. “They’re reminders of all the fun times we’ve shared!”
With a big smile, he set off to find his friends.
First, he spotted Monkey swinging high in the trees. “Happy Valentine’s Day, Monkey!” River called, holding out a card.
Monkey grabbed it with his tail and flipped it open. “Whoa! You wrote about our banana picnic and the time we climbed the tallest tree in the jungle! This is amazing, River. Thanks!”
Next, River found Wolfy standing on a rock, howling at the sky. “Wolfy, here’s a special Valentine for you!”
Wolfy’s tail wagged as he read it. “You remembered when we built that fort and stayed up late watching the stars? That was one of my favorite nights ever! Thanks, River—this is awesome!”
River’s next stop was Alisha, the cute and kind tiger. She was practicing her big, powerful roar when he handed her the card.
“You remembered when we raced through the meadow and when I taught you how to roar like a real tiger?” Alisha purred happily. “This is the best card ever! I’m keeping it forever!”
Finally, River found Gail sitting peacefully by the river, reading a book. “Gail, I made this for you!”
Gail gently took the card and smiled as she read. “You wrote about our tea parties and all our deep talks by the river. Those are some of my favorite memories too, River. This is so sweet!”
As all his friends gathered around, River’s heart felt warm. “I just wanted you all to know how much I love our friendship,” he said.
Wolfy howled, Monkey cheered, Alisha purred, and Gail gave River a big hug.
“This is the best Valentine’s Day ever!” they all agreed.
And it truly was. 💖🐯
River the tiger and Wolfy the wolf were the best of friends, even though they were as different as night and day. River loved the warm sun and spent his days lounging under the big oak tree, while Wolfy enjoyed running through the woods, feeling the cool breeze on his fur. But no matter their differences, they always found time for each other.
One bright morning, River was lying in the grass, staring up at the clouds. Wolfy bounded up to him, his tail wagging.
“River!” he exclaimed. “Want to play?”
River’s eyes lit up. “What should we play today?”
“How about hide and seek?” Wolfy suggested, already bouncing around in excitement.
“That sounds great!” River agreed, jumping to his feet.
Wolfy counted loudly, closing his eyes as River ran off to find a good hiding spot. River, being sneaky, slipped behind the big oak tree where he knew Wolfy wouldn’t find him right away. Wolfy opened his eyes and immediately started searching. His ears perked up as he sniffed the air, but he couldn’t quite catch River’s scent.
After a few minutes, Wolfy called out, “I give up! Where are you, River?”
River popped out from behind the tree, laughing. “Here I am!”
The two friends giggled and decided to play tag next. Wolfy darted around, trying to catch River, but the tiger was too quick. River would zoom past, and Wolfy would chase after him with all his might, their laughter echoing through the forest.
After a while, they grew tired and decided to take a break. River had a wonderful idea. “Let’s color!”
Wolfy’s ears perked up. “Coloring? That sounds fun!”
River pulled out a big piece of paper and a box of crayons. They both sat down, each choosing their favorite colors. River carefully colored in bright oranges and yellows, while Wolfy used his favorite shades of brown and gray to create a picture of the forest.
They spent the afternoon drawing, laughing, and chatting about their day. River and Wolfy realized that no matter what they did—whether it was hide and seek, tag, or coloring—the best part was always being together.
As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow over the landscape, River and Wolfy walked home side by side, their hearts full of happiness. They knew that no matter where life took them, their friendship would always be the greatest adventure.
And so, River and Wolfy’s friendship remained as strong and joyful as ever—a bond that would last forever.
One day, River the tiger snuggled up close to one of his best friends, Little Robin. She was reading him a story, her soft voice carrying the words as River listened intently. "Tommy was a little tiger who loved Jesus! He told all the kids about God’s love. He said Jesus died for them and came back to life! And guess what? Jesus wants to be their friend forever!" Little Robin read, her eyes twinkling as she spoke of Tommy's bravery.
River’s eyes grew wide with excitement. "Whoa! Tommy is super brave! I wanna be brave like him and tell people about Jesus too! But… how do I do that?"
Little Robin smiled warmly at her friend, closing the book for a moment. "Well, River, the Bible says that if someone asks why we have hope, we should tell them about Jesus."
River thought hard, his little tail swishing back and forth. "So… if someone asks why I’m always so happy, I can say, ‘Because Jesus loves me!’?"
"Exactly!" Little Robin said. "And you can show Jesus' love in all kinds of ways, too. You can be kind, help others, and show love just like Jesus does. People will see that and want to know more about the love you have."
River nodded, feeling more confident. "I like that idea! But wait—how can little tiger me share Jesus with the whole big world?"
Little Robin grinned. "There are so many ways! You can pray for people who are sad or hurting. You can listen to them when they need a friend. You can also share stories about what Jesus has done in your life."
"How can I do this," asked River.
"You already do this. You share stories, sing songs, and help people learn about God’s love. That’s super special, River!"
"I do. In what way?" River asked.
"Through your YouTube channel. You reach a lot of kids with the River and Me Ministries YouTube channel."
River’s face lit up with excitement. "Do you think that I am making a difference?"
Little Robin nodded with a sparkle in her eye. "Oh yes, River! Jesus loves it when we share His love with others. When you love people and tell them about Him, you are shining His light for everyone to see."
River’s heart swelled with joy, and he stood up proudly. "I’m gonna keep shining for Jesus, Little Robin!"
"That’s the spirit!" Little Robin cheered, "You are a brave little tiger, River."
River’s grin widened, his tail swishing in excitement. "Just like Tommy?"
"Just like Tommy!" Little Robin laughed. "And remember, River, every time you share Jesus, you’re showing the world His love. Whether it's through your YouTube videos, helping a friend, or just being kind, you are making a difference."
River hugged Little Robin, feeling braver than ever before. "Thank you, Little Robin! I’m gonna keep sharing Jesus with everyone I meet!"
Little Robin smiled. "I know you will, River. You’re already doing amazing things. Keep shining, and keep sharing God's love!"
The End
In the story above, River the tiger learns how to share Jesus’ love with others from his best friend, Little Robin. As they read a story about Tommy, a brave tiger who tells everyone about Jesus, River becomes inspired to be brave and share the good news too. Little Robin explains that sharing Jesus can happen in many ways, like telling others why we’re happy, helping people, being kind, and even through River’s own YouTube channel. Little Robin reminds River that by shining God’s love, we can make a big difference in the world.
Hey kids! Just like River the tiger, you can share Jesus’ love with the world too! It doesn’t matter how old you are—there are so many ways you can tell others about Jesus and show them His love. You can share the good news by telling someone why you’re happy—because Jesus loves you! You can be kind, help others, and listen when someone needs a friend. Whether you’re making a video, writing a story, or just helping out at home, you are sharing Jesus with everyone around you. Remember, every time you love others and tell them about Jesus, you are shining His light in a dark world. Let’s be brave like Tommy the tiger, Little Robin and Tiger River. Let's share the love of Jesus wherever we go!
Her name was Olivia Health, but to all who knew her, she was simply called A Living Blessing. From the very beginning, it seemed the Lord Himself had formed her with holy care, stitching kindness and compassion into every part of her soul. Born in the spring of 1903, Olivia wasn’t just a child—she was an answered prayer, a living testimony to the faithfulness of God.
Mr. and Mrs. Health had longed for a child for many years... They trusted the Lord, holding to His promises, believing in His power.
The Lord had remembered them.
From her very first breath, Olivia brought light and peace, like a candle lit straight from heaven. But even the purest joys on earth are touched by sorrow. When Olivia was only three, her mother, Kathrine Health, fell sick with a strange and sudden fever. No physician could heal her, and within days, she was gone. But before she passed, she told her daughter, “Jesus is with thee, always. Never forget.”
Mr. Health, though brokenhearted, raised Olivia with courage and faith. He read the Bible aloud each evening, taught her to pray when fears came, and reminded her always that her hope was in Christ alone.
Allow me to pause—I am Amanda Frankford, and I have the honor of telling this story. I first met Olivia in 1919, when she was sixteen. I had just arrived in town, and before I heard of the mayor or the schoolmaster, I heard of a young girl who rose before dawn to bake bread—not for herself, but for the poor.
Each morning, Olivia would knead dough by the flickering light of an oil lamp, humming hymns softly. Once the bread cooled, she wrapped each loaf in cloth, prayed over them, and delivered them to the widow on Fifth Street, the sickly boy by the river, and others whom only God had placed on her heart.
She never wanted praise. “It’s not my name I wish them to remember,” she once said to me, “but His.”
She spent her afternoons in the old schoolhouse, which also served as our little church. There she tutored younger children in reading, numbers, and truth from God’s Word. She often began lessons with the Psalms and reminded each child that they were , “...fearfully and wonderfully made” (Psalm 139:14b, KJV).
Behind the church, she planted a garden—beans, carrots, squash—all freely given. She said she thought often of the parable of the sower. “We sow more than seeds in the ground,” she said. “We sow love. We sow faith.”
When not teaching or baking, she visited the elderly and forgotten. She’d read from the Scriptures, sung softly, and sat quietly listening.
Over the years, Olivia’s quiet deeds became known beyond the town—not because she sought it, but because “a city that is set on an hill cannot be hid” (Matthew 5:14, KJV).
The last time I saw her was in the bitter winter of 1931. The snow was thick, the wind sharp, but there she was—walking door to door, arms filled with warm loaves and a heart full of love.
Today, I sit by the same window in that same town, and I see children running past the old church-schoolhouse. But more than that, I see those that were taught by her grown up living a blessing as well.
I see young girls with baskets of bread. I see boys sowing seeds in the garden. I see teens reading from worn Bibles beside the elderly.
They are not merely kind—they are Christlike. And that, dear reader, is what Olivia taught us.
She didn’t just bless us—she discipled us. She taught us how to live for Jesus by living like Jesus.
Her life was guided by the holy words:
“Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven” (Matthew 5:16, KJV).
Though she still walks among us, the love of Christ she carried now flows through many hearts and hands.
The light she bore was never hers alone.
It was His.
She simply let it shine.
She lit the town on fire for God.
And many of us carry that flame.