BIBLE QUIZ

Dear Boys and Girls,

When we look at the list of those who have answered the Bible quiz, we see quite a few different names. Some have the same first name, but their last name is not the same. If we look in the telephone directory of a large city, we find row upon row of names. Each person is given a name at the time he or she is born, and that distinguishes us from others. How difficult it would be if everyone had the same name.

When you receive the Banner of Truth, do you look to see if your name is listed? Your name means something to you, and you do not like to be forgotten if you have answered the quiz. But what does the Bible say about names?

I find a text in Proverbs 22 which reads, “A good name is rather to be chosen than great riches.” Which would you choose? In the Bible there are examples of those who had “good names.” We could think of a Timothy “well reported of by the brethren,” of a Joseph who refused to sin with Potiphar’s wife, of a Samuel of whom it is written, “and the Lord was with him,” of a Job, an Abel, and I am sure you can name others. These all walked in the fear of the Lord. In Proverbs 10 we read, “The memory of the just is blessed: but the name of the wicked shall rot.” Among those wicked ones we could mention a Cain, an Achan, a Haman, a Doeg, a Judas, and there are also many others. Where must our name be placed?

You will find many names in the Bible. In the very beginning Adam gave names to all the cattle, fowls, and beasts. There are names in God’s Word of persons, places, things, mountains, rivers, etc.

But there is another Name which we haven’t mentioned...a Name greater than any other name. Peter and John spoke of this Name to the lame man at the gate of the temple. The entire Bible, from the beginning to the end, points to this Name. Do you know that Name? In our prayer we may ask the Lord to teach us our name and to give us a new name, but then also to know Him who bears that special Name, to know Him as He is to be known.

The Apostle Paul speaks of this Name in Philippians 2, and the first letters of our answers will spell out seven words found in that chapter.

God said to Abraham, “Neither shall thy name any more be called ______, but thy name shall be Abraham.”

Lamech called his son’s name ______, saying, “This same shall comfort us concerning our work and toil of our hands.”

The name of King Saul’s wife was _______.

Pharaoh’s daughter called the child’s name ______, and she said, “Because I drew him out of the water.”

A certain man of Bethlehemjudah went to sojourn in the country of Moab because of a famine. The name of this man was ______.

God said unto Jacob, “Thy name shall not be called any more Jacob, but ______ shall be thy name.”

The Lord Jesus said to Simon, “Thou art Simon the son of Jona: thou shalt be called _____.

King Manasseh’s mother’s name was _______.

The wife of Phinehas named her son ______, saying, ‘The glory is departed from Israel.”

Manoah’s wife bare a son and called his name _______.

The name of Samuel’s second son was _________.

To make the furnishings of the tabernacle, the Lord said to Moses, “See, I have called by name ______, the son of Uri.”

Naomi’s neighbors gave her grandson the name _______.

The last son of Haman was named ______.

Moses called the name of his second son ______, “for the God of my father,” said he, “was mine help.”

To Seth there was born a son, and he called his name _______.

The name of the queen who refused to come at the king’s commandment was ______.

Adam called his wife’s name ______, because she was the mother of all living.

Leah bare a son and she called his name ______; for she said, “Surely the Lord hath looked upon my affliction.”

Of Laban’s two daughters, the name of the ______ was Rachel.

King Hezekiah brake in pieces the brazen serpent that Moses had made; and he called it _________.

The prince of the eunuchs in Babyion gave to Azariah the name of ______.

At the command of the Lord, Isaiah was to call the name of his son _______.

Cain built a city, and called the name of the city after the name of his son _______.

Your answers should be sent to:

Garret J. Moerdyk

5211 Woodmont Drive

Kalamazoo, Michigan 49001.

The answers to the quiz of last month are as follows:

“Go Not To Glean In Another Field”

— Ruth 2:8

Good —I Samuel 2:24

Obadiah —I Kings 18:12

Naboth —I Kings 21:15

Offered —Leviticus 10:1

Tekel —Daniel 5:27

Turned —I Kings 11:3

Obey —I Samuel 15:22

Grove —I Kings 16:33

Lord —I Samuel 16:18

Eli —I Samuel 3:1

Adam —Genesis 3:9

Nineveh —Jonah 1:1–2

Image —Daniel 3:18

Nehemiah — Nehemiah 2:5

Aaron —Numbers 12:1

Noah —Genesis 6:22

Offering —Genesis 4:4

Truth —II Timothy 3:8

Hap —Ruth 2:3

Eight —II Chronicles 34:3

Rehoboam —II Chronicles 12:12

Far — Luke 15:13

Israel —I Kings 18:18

Fsther —Esther 2:20

Loved —II Timothy 4:10

Daughter —Judges 14:3

Answers have been received from:

Ricky Arnoldussen

Bernie Bakker

Billie Bakker

Jason Bakker

Joshua Bakker

Trish Bakker

Brian Baum

Cathy Baum

Aron Bazen

Carrie Bazen

Amy Beeke

Bill Beeke

David Beeke

Jason Beeke (2)

Karrie Beeke (2)

Katie Beeke (2)

Lori Beeke

Jeff Bisschop

Jodi Bisschop

Yvonne Bisschop

Jeremy Boot

Melanie Bos

Stephen Bos

Stephanie Bos

Neil DeBoer

Peter DeBoer

Rachael De Bruine

Steven De Bruyr

Tyler De Bruyn

Jackie Den Dekker

Neil Den Dekker

Brian Den Hertog

Johnny Den Hertog (2)

Glen Den Hoed

Larry Den Hoed

Susan Den Hoed

Tim Den Hoed

Chantal De Patie

Marc De Patie

Melissa Derksen

Jodi Deur

Kevin De Visser

Leah De Visser

Trent De Visser

Joleen L. Droge

Anita Droge

Cordon Eckhardt

Susy Eckhardt

Thane W. Fluit

Benjamin Hayes (2)

Carrie Hoogendoorn

Kent Hoogendoorn (2)

Kevin Hoogendoorn (2)

Peter Hoogendoorn

Tori Hoogendoorn

David Hoogerheide (2)

Katie Hoogerheide (2)

Charmain Huisman

Cynthia Huisman

Brenda Hulshof

Cindy Hulshof

Katie Hulshof

Ronald Hulshof

Eric J. Kamp

Gary Kanis

Kathleen Kanis

Frank Kardux

Janet Kardux

Myrna Kardux

Rosemary Kardux

Jody Kegel

Karen Kegel

Steph Kegel

Karla Joy Knibbe

Kevin Knibbe

Randy Knibbe

Ryan Knibbe

Jim Kranendonk

Joanna Kranendonk

Mary Kranendonk

Susan Kranendonk

Joan Lamain

Kristy Lamain

Sara Lamain

Erik Langerak

Nathan Meeuwse

Nicole Meeuwse

Billy Middendorp

Bobby Middendorp

Sarah Middendorp

Chukwu Ndulawe

Gerrit Neels

Leanne Neels (2)

Julia Neels

Mark Neels (2)

Karen Nyenhuis (2)

Craig Phillips

Wendy Phillips

Kevin Post (2)

Heidi Remijn

Sonya Remijn

Jennifer Sue Rose

Darla Rus

Jason Rus

Pam Schelling

Rebekah Schelling

Renita L. Schelling

Ben Schipper

Kristy Schipper

Estella Schouten

Philip Schouten

Stephanie Schwarze

Jennifer Schwarze

Laura Smith (3)

Cara Smith (3)

Nelly Stam (2)

Joel Stam (2)

Kevin Stubbe

Steven Stubbe

Angela Timmer

Michael Udo

David Van Brugge

Nella Van Brugge

Andre VandeBruinhorst

Jaron VandeHoef

Leonard Vandenberg (2)

Liz Vandenberg (2)

Tim Vandenberg (2)

Leona VandenBrink

Louise VandenBrink

Marvin Vanden Hoek

Jon VandenToorn

Jaclyn VandenToorn

Kim VandenToorn

Lisa VandenToorn

Marsha VandenToorn

Michael VandenToorn

Tammy VandenToorn

Bob VanderZand

Rodney VanderZand

Sara Van Pagee

Dawn Van Seters

Teresa Van Tilburg

Cory Van Tilburg

Trina Van Tol

Kristi Van Veldhuizen

Phyllis Van Veldhuizen

Rebecca Van Veldhuizen

Robert Van Veldhuizen

Shella Van Veldhuizen

Janelle Van Voorst

leffrey Van Voorst

Larissa Lynn Van Voorst

Rachel Van Voorst

Corinna Van Wingerden

Mark Van Wingerden

Mariene Van Wingerden

Sophia Van Wingerden

Stephanie Van Wingerden

Paula Van Woudenberg

Jacqueline Velthove

Pieter Len Velthove

Alice Velthuis

Janet Velthuis

John Wesdyk

Karen Wesdyk

Eric Wielhouwer

Leah Wielhouwer

Chad Wright

Jeff Zevenbergen

Kristen Zevenbergen

Vanessa Zylstra

Again we have letters to answer —

Leanne Neels

Your letter is the first one this time, Leanne. We also have been enjoying nice weather of late. The warmth of the sun at this time of the year is received with gladness by young and old alike. In the summer months it is often too hot for some, and we soon hear complaints.

Brian Den Hertog

Chickens don’t get along too well with a dog, do they, Brian? Do you take care of the chickens? We know that chickens, especially young ones, have other enemies besides the dog. Do you know of any other enemies?

Benjamin Hayes

How far is it between Picton and Wellington, Benjamin? We can see how quickly our plans can change and the end of life can be there. In the Bible we also read about several storms upon the water and deaths caused by drown-ing. How many can you think of? Say Hello to Andrew.

Stephanie Van Woerden We were glad to have you join in answering the Bible quiz, Stephanie, and also to receive your letter. We do not have any mountains anywhere near us, and have to go quite a few miles to see one. In the Bible we read that Adam lived 930 years, but it does not tell us the age of Eve when she died.

Estella Schouten

Where in Canada does your cousin live, Estella? Perhaps at some time in the future, the Lord willing, you will be able to visit her. Letters are always nice to receive, but you usually have to write letters in order to receive them. On second thought, letters can sometimes bring sad news, and then we can’t say they are so nice.

Charmain Huisman

We were sorry to hear that your grandfather had died, Charmain. We read of it in your church bulletin. Although your grandfather was much older than you are, we do not know if you or I will become that old. We do know, and God’s Word tells us this so plainly, that each person must die and appear before God.

Julia Neels

Does your father like to be a teacher, Julia? It is always a pleasure when we may see that someone is learning from our instruction. Of course, all parents are teachers, but not always in the classroom at school. Do you know of some teachers mentioned in the Bible?

Sophia Van Woerden

We also want to welcome you to the Bible quiz, Sophia. I have always lived in Michigan and find it a nice place to live. At times a person might think it would be nice to live somewhere else, but each place has something good and something not so good about it. We read that the Lord Jesus was about thirty when He was baptized and His ministry about three years, so He must have been about thirty-three when crucified.

Cynthia Huisman

Did you have a nice birthday, Cynthia? It is already several months ago, so perhaps you have forgotten all about it, and are already thinking of your next birthday. If we think about it, every day is a special day, since the Lord gives us each day as a blessing and a privilege from His hand.

Philip Schouten

How much there is to learn, Philip. A person never comes to the end of learning. The Apostle Paul wrote to Timothy about those who were ever learning, and never able to come to the knowledge of the truth. How we must ask the Lord to teach us by His Word and Spirit those things which are so necessary for us to know. Do you know what that is?

Nelly Stam

It will soon be time for the summer holidays, Nelly. Do you have plans made already? As you wrote, we are often wishing for the future in order to do something special or something different. The book of James in the Bible tells us that we may plan, but with the realization of one thing. Do you know what that was?

Gerrit Neels

Yes, Cerrit, the axe head came from the bottom of the river and floated on top of the water, according to II Kings 6, so it was a miracle. Every miracle of which we read in the Bible shows the supernatural power of God.

Again many thanks, boys and girls, for the replies to the quiz. We hope the Lord willing, to meet with you here again next month.

With love,

Your friend,

“Uncle Garret”

THE TWO GUESTS

A story out of the life of Martin Luther by P. De Zeeuw JGzn

The First Guest

In the spring of 1518, a simple carriage, drawn by a very tame horse, approached the Miltenberg Inn, “Zum Reisen.” Hastily the owner of the inn sped outside to welcome the guest, but disappointment covered his face as he noticed of what class the man was.

The guest was just a plain monk. The host, as a devout Roman Catholic, had plenty of respect for monks, but he knew by experience that very little was to be earned by entertaining them. They ate or drank very little, and often he was expected to feed them without payment, if they did want something. That is why the welcoming smile so rapidly vanished as he recognized that his guest was none other than an ordinary monk.

“May I be of service to you, honorable father?” he asked politely.

The monk, a middle-aged man, looked at the host with his friendly eyes, and asked, “Do you have a room for me to stay over-night? It can be just a small and simple room; that is good enough for me.”

“No problem, your honor, but let us first take your horse to the stable,” So saying, he turned to the side and called the stable boy, “Hans, come here, quickly!” Very slowly a young boy approached; he was given orders to take the horse to the stable to be fed, and also to put the carriage into the shed.

“I suppose you would like to have a warm meal prepared for you?” asked the host; “Wait, and I will soon have it ready for you.”

“Yes, I would like to eat something,” answered the monk, “but just some bread with cheese and a mug of ale is sufficient, and I would like to have it brought to my room, please.”

“But, your honor, it is so pleasant here in the dining room. As you see, there are several other guests here as well, and I am sure there will be more. Perhaps you would enjoy a social evening?”

“No, I would rather have my meal in my room,” insisted the monk. “I have no desire to be amid the noise and bustle in the dining room. I would much rather prefer the quietness of my room, please.”

“As you wish, your honor. I can understand that someone like you prefers to be alone. I will show you to your room.”

The host led the way up the old staircase and pointed the monk to a room where a plain bed had been prepared. There was also a small table and a chair, and the host promised to bring the evening meal for the monk as quickly as possible. Then he left the monk alone.

When he returned a short time later to bring the food, the monk asked him if he would awaken him early the following morning.

“So, you do not wish to sleep in?” asked the host.

“Oh, no, I do not have time for that. I must definitely leave as early as possible.”

“It is only March, and still dark quite long; is that not a hindrance?”

“Not at all! Not at all! I have a long journey to make and I must get started early,” answered the monk.

“I will do as you wish, honorable father,” assured the host, as he pondered over the fact that the eyes of the monk seemed to give a restless impression. If he had not been a monk, the host would have been suspicious that his guest had something on his conscience, but of course that could not be. Why, then, did the monk look around him in such a restless manner, and why must he depart so early? That must mean something, thought the host. He did not have much time to think about it, for just as he entered the dining room, he again heard the sound of horses approaching. Undoubtedly that meant more guests, so quickly he rushed outside to be there to greet the travelers. He could not trust his stable boy to that duty.

Another Guest

A new guest had indeed arrived. He seemed to be a very prominent person, for he had many footmen accompanying him. The host grinned to himself, for this could be a very rewarding evening for him. How-ever, he was greatly disappointed. The leader, with the authority of a captain, gave some orders to the soldiers with him, and they promptly rode away. Only one of his servants stayed with him. The host had already come outside. He soon recognized the man, whom he greeted with much bowing and with friendly words.

The guest was Eberhard von Erbach who lived in the great castle “Erbach” in the Odenwoud. He was a much respected man, very religious, but very devoted to the Roman Catholic religion. He desired with all his might to serve the Lord and Savior, convinced that that was the highest goal in life. But as devout as he was, he also honored the Holy Virgin Mary with the greatest devotion.

It can be well understood that this man had a great hatred for Martin Luther, the Augustinian monk, who last fall had so bravely nailed ninety-five theses to the gates of Wittenberg on the eve of All Saints Day. In those theses he pointed out the dangers and errors of the Roman Catholic religion. Baron von Erbach had read the theses and it had filled him with rage. He hoped with all his heart that this terrible heretic would soon be jailed and incapacitated. He even wanted to help in this task himself.

As soon as the baron entered the inn, he requested a hasty meal to be prepared for himself and his servant, for he wanted to retire early. He wished to be on his way early in the morning.

Secretly, the host smiled at the thought of how this was his second guest to request an early awakening.

The baron went up to his room as soon as he had finished his meal, but feeling somewhat restless and nervous, he sat in his chair, deep in thought, for some time before retiring. Just as he was about to start his evening prayer, he heard a very won-derful, clear sound of a man’s voice in song, coming through the walls that separated the two rooms. It was a devotional evening hymn. The baron could hear and understand every word of the hymn. The beautiful melody, and the masterful way in which the singing was accompanied by a harp, made such an impression on him, that, when the unknown singer completed the verses, he answered with a soft, “Amen.” After the singing had stopped, the baron heard a short but powerful prayer, in which the stranger committed himself and all God-fearing people to the care of a Triune God, as well as begging for the forgiveness of sin for all sinners.

The baron listened intently to this prayer and when it ended, he added: “Amen! Amen!”

He felt himself completely refreshed by what he had heard and in this frame he fell into a peaceful sleep.

He awakened, just as the first rays of the sun came peeking through his window. However, it had not been the sun that awakened him, but the sweet notes of the harp again accompanying the song of his neighboring guest. Following the hymn, he again heard the stranger in prayer, in which he thanked the Lord for being spared through the night. Spontaneously, the baron also folded his hands. This prayer stirred him to the very depths of his heart, and again he whispered: “Amen, amen!”

Quickly the baron dressed and left his room, but before he helped himself to the breakfast that had been prepared for him, he went to find the host. He found him outside, and after a polite greeting, the baron asked: “Can you tell me who the guest is who was my neighbor during the night? That man has been a great blessing to me with his singing and prayers both last night and this morning.”

‘The man is a monk, sir,” answered the host. “He is a middle-aged man, an honor-able and respectable looking man, but he does seem somewhat tired and strained. I do not know his name. He arrived here shortly before you last evening, and he plans to leave as soon as we have his horse and carriage ready. He has already paid his bill and is ready to depart soon.”

“That is a pity,” answered the baron. “Is he in such a hurry? I would greatly like to speak with him, and to personally thank him for the great pleasure I had in being his audience. Oh, do you think, that you could perhaps ask him if I may have a quick meeting with him? At least a few minutes? He is in a hurry, but my time is also valuable. I have a burdensome task to perform yet to-day, but I do want to speak to your guest before I leave, even if it is only to shake his hand and to tell him how much I enjoyed the blessing of his hymns and prayers. Could you please ask if that would be possible?”

“Certainly, sir, I will do as you wish,” answered the host. “I will go to him right now.”

(to be continued)

THE SWISS FARMER AND THE LORDS DAY

In the fertile valley of Emmenthal, in Switzerland, lived a young farmer. Golden grain swayed in his large fields, ready for harvest. On a Sunday afternoon the farmer noticed dark clouds gathering around the tops of the mountains, and the nearby mountain stream swelling its banks. He quickly called his farm hands together.

“I want you to get as much of this grain in the barn as you possibly can before that storm strikes. If you can manage to put a thousand sheaves away, I’ll pay you extra.”

The men nodded and began to move to-ward the barn to get their scythes, but they were stopped by an old woman’s voice. They turned and saw their boss’s grand-mother hobbling toward them with the help of two crutches. She was a kind lady, about eighty years old. God had put the fear of His Name in her heart and she had great respect for Him and His commandments.

“John, John,” she said, with tears in her eyes. “As long as I can remember, I have never seen an ear of corn harvested on the Lord’s Day, and yet we have always been loaded with blessings and never come short. So far the year has been very dry, so what harm can a little rain do? Besides, God who gives the rain gives the grain as well, and we must receive things as God sends them. John, do not desecrate this holy day!”

By this time the farm hands had gathered around John and his grandmother. The older men understood the wisdom of her advice, but the younger hands laughed and said to each other, ‘That’s old-fashioned! Things have changed.”

“Grandma,” said John, “all new things must have a beginning. I really don’t see anything wrong with this. God doesn’t care if we spend the day sleeping or working. I think hell be glad to see the grain safely in the barn, rather than rotting in the fields. And what if it rains all week?”

“My dear young man,” persisted his grandmother, “all things are in God’s hands. You know I am your grandmother. I ask you, in God’s Name, not to work today. I would rather eat no bread for a whole year, than abuse the Lord’s Day!”

“Oh, Grandma!” exclaimed John, throwing up his hands in exasperation. He felt foolish being reprimanded before his employees. “If I do it just this once, it doesn’t mean l’m in the habit of doing it. Besides, it’s not a sin to save my crop!”

“But John, God’s commandments are always the same. And what will it profit you to have all your grain in the barn, if you lose your soul?”

John was beginning to feel annoyed. “Don’t you worry about me!” He laughed uncomfortably. “Okay guys, let’s get that grain in before we lose it! Rain doesn’t wait for anyone!”

So saying, he rudely turned his back on his grandmother. She watched in silence as he ran toward the stable to hitch the horses to the wagon. Tearfully, she committed him to the throne of God’s grace, pleading for mercy on behalf of her grandson.

The men worked furiously, glancing oc-casionally at the ever-darkening sky. When the last sheaf of grain was put in the barn, and the first drop of rain fell, the men wiped their damp brows and congratulated one another. John was more jovial than the others. With an air of triumph he said to his grandmother, “Well, it’s safe in the barn now. Now it can rain as hard and long as it wants to! No storm can get at my grain now!”

The old woman sighed and shook her head sadly. “You are forgetting one thing, John. Above your roof is the Lord’s roof.”

Suddenly the sky was oddly lit. A moment’s silence foliowed, and then a deafening clap of thunder. Fear and alarm showed on everyone’s face.

“Oh!” gasped the first one who could find his voice. “The barn! It’s on fire!”

The men rushed out of the house. The barn, which held the extent of the entire afternoon’s labors, was ablaze. Through the flames and smoke they could catch glimpses of the once golden grain now smoldering in the intense heat.

The farm hands who had been so proud of their success stood helplessly by as John’s harvest was devoured by the fire.

Only the aged grandmother seemed composed. She prayed and continually whispered, “‘What shall it profit a man if he gain the whole world and lose his own soul?’ Oh, heavenly Father, let Thy will, and not ours, be done!”

It was not long before the barn was completely destroyed. Nothing was saved. John had said his harvest was safely under his roof, but he learned that God’s roof was over his roof. Indeed, “all things are under His feet.”

—DK

Carret J. Moerdyk serves as elder in the Netherlands Reformed Congregation of Kalamazoo, Michigan.

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