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Includes Scripture references for further reading as well as a note from the artist that shines additional insight into the lesson of the story. Related Products. Max Lucado. Sheri Rose Shepherd. Why Is There a Cross? Kathleen Bostrom , Elena Kucharik. Have a question about this product? Ask us here. Some scary—like the Shadow House. Eric was tall and athletic. Landon was short and skinny.

Eric always wore a baseball hat and carried his glove. Landon wore glasses and carried a book. If there had been more kids in the neighborhood, the two might never have met. The friendship had helped them both. Eric had learned how to run a computer, and Landon had learned where to buy baseball cards at the mall—a place both would rather have been at this moment. Besides we broke a window. But it was enough to make him feel important, especially since he was the shorter of the two.

Then Shannon and Eric looked at each other. The wooden gate of the picket fence creaked as Landon pulled it open. The three gulped and stepped into the yard of the Shadow House. Porch boards groaned beneath their feet as they approached the door. It was. The screen door creaked, the iron doorknob squeaked, and a musty smell met Landon as he opened the door. He looked back at the others and then stepped inside. A shaft of light from a side window fell across sheet-draped furniture and landed at the base of a large stone hearth.

Three sets of wide eyes peered into the semidarkness. She was already inside, staring at the large cabinets and high ceilings. He was still near the entryway. Neither was dusty. He swallowed hard. But no one heard him. Shannon was still in the kitchen, and Eric was. Eric was. I could. Suddenly a hand was on his shoulder. He whirled around.

Sunlight from the doorway washed over the back of the man. He was big—big and tall—and his hand was huge. His other hand was tossing a ball in the air. Shields and spears and knives. Come and see. Somebody must be here. Landon looked up at the face, still shadowed. He could see a heavy moustache and the shape of a strong jaw. Through the doorway he could see Eric on his knees beside an old chest, his back to Landon.

This chest is full of neat stuff. Beads and. The man behind Landon was snowy-haired and had bushy eyebrows. He wore a plaid shirt, blue overalls, work boots, and. Melva, come in here. Looks like our neighbors have come to meet us. People call us retired missionaries.

Here, sit down and tell me about yourselves. He let out a sigh and took a seat on a big stuffed couch. Go ahead and look. He carefully pulled out more relics: a purple robe, a gold sash, an ivory bracelet. Landon joined Eric at the chest and lifted out a bag of coins. An old man gave them to me. A Dutch trader had given them to him years ago. She reached inside and pulled out a cloth bag closed at the top with a drawstring.

Out of the bag she pulled a book. The leather binding was soft. A strap locked it. Secrets learned in a life well lived. This book contains the lessons learned by a man who sought the secrets of life. You only hear them when you ask the question. What do you think we ought to do about it?

Landon elbowed him. But Josh smiled. This house needs a lot of work.