We kept up the parable adventure with two more: the parables of the hidden treasure and the pearl. (You can read about our initial parable adventures at We’re going on a parable hunt.)
First, we read the parable of the hidden treasure. It is short and sweet:
“The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field.”
We couldn’t very well buy a field to illustrate the parable, but we could go on a treasure hunt. It wasn’t fancy, but with one clue per child, it definitely helped them build up anticipation about the “treasure.”
Having a picture helped Elijah “read” his clue. He recognized the building as our campus “post office.”
Isaiah pulled his clue out of our mail box. Off we went — back to our porch where the next clue was hidden on Isaiah’s scooter.
Nathan read his clue next. He immediately knew where to go: the “pipes” on our campus baseball field.
It was at about this point that both of my younger boys had had enough. They wanted the treasure already. It was cold. They were hungry. Isaiah fell in the mud …
We found the treasure!
And once we found that, the boys almost forgot about being tired, hungry and cold. I think it helped illustrate that even though it might be hard searching for treasure, it is definitely worth it.
Then it was time to go home and get started on their new “treasures.” But first we had one more parable. It’s also short and sweet:
“Again, the kingdom of heaven is like a merchant looking for fine pearls. When he found one of great value, he went away and sold everything he had and bought it.”
This parable really rang true for my oldest son: “Mom, that’s like what we did in Kazakhstan! We sold everything!!”
Now it was time for a pearl. Thanks to amazon and $7.50, I had something special on hand: an oyster with a pearl inside.
It was a little grosser than I anticipated, but the boys didn’t seem to mind.
Honestly, my courage failed me, and I asked my husband to pry it open. Sure enough …
a pearl! It wasn’t exactly one I would sell all of my possessions for, but still…
Despite the cold and mud, I think these are two parables my boys won’t forget for awhile. I know I won’t either.
Now it’s onto a Parable Hunt at Discipleship International in Atlanta. Our whole family is counting down the days to when we start driving down on Friday.