My Superbook Testimonial Story

In December 2013, I and the nine-year-old and seven-year-old sons of our younger son had a couple of hours alone together in a vacation rental home near Disneyworld, while other family members were busy elsewhere. The boys wanted to spend our time together that day watching some of their favorite Superbook episodes on the DVDs that they had packed and taken with them on our family vacation. After the boys and I had watched a couple of episodes and were in the midst of singing the Salvation Song that concludes each episode, the older boy suddenly stopped singing, called to his younger brother by name, and asked him if he had ever prayed and asked Jesus to save him. When the younger one shook his head in the negative, his older brother said, “You need to do that. It’s important.” Without any further discussion, the younger boy got up from where he had been sitting on the floor watching the Bible-based Superbook stories, walked the few feet to the sofa, where I was sitting, and faced me, as he leaned up against me. After he confirmed to me that he wanted to pray right then, I said a few simple sentences that he repeated, one at a time, as I led him in a very simple prayer of salvation. Never could I have anticipated being so honored by God.

Cathy S. Scott

[My testimony above was read this morning by my husband in a discussion of “How to Share Your Faith with Your Kids” (Grandkids, nieces, nephews, etc.) at the Big Canoe Chapel Men’s Fellowship Breakfast that highlighted the effectiveness of the CBN Superbook Project in bringing Biblical Truth and eternal salvation to, literally, millions worldwide.]


There is but a moment to open our eyes
To face the pains that are buried inside,
To uncover their roots in our hearts so deep,
To let go of wrongs that hinder peace.

There is but a moment to open our ears,
To hear the cries of another’s tears,
To act in compassion born to sufferers,
To echo our own nighttime fears in their darkness.

There is but a moment to receive the Truth,
To let go of lies that we accepted as youth,
To ask for forgiveness, on bended knees,
To confess dependence, as babes in need.

There is but a moment to step toward God,
To fall face down, with one humbled nod,
To be set free from inherent sin,
To be raised up by the right Spirit within.

There is but a moment to worship in praise,
To live so deeply grateful that we always give thanks,
To shout, “Hallelujah!” with angels who sing,
To give glory to God, with God’s blessed saints.

There is but a moment to serve our Lord,
To point to the Light of God in our world,
To look beyond the wisdom we feign,
To exalt, by design, our King who reigns. 

In a fleeting moment, we must take a stand
To carry Christ’s Cross or to drive nails in Christ’s Hands.
We make a decision,  choosing life or death–
Not Christ’s, but ours, in the time of each breath.

The moment comes, and then it is gone,
Full of regret or the good that’s been done.
To ourselves or our God, in each moment we bow,
But we never see it coming, for the moment is now.

by Cathy Scott © 2019  (first edition © 2010 )

“Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit.”
(Galatians 5:25)