The Secret of the Hidden Scrolls: Miracles by the Sea, Book 8


By M. J. Thomas

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In Book 8 of the time-traveling chapter book series, the Hidden Scrolls send Peter and Mary back to Jerusalem, where a teacher named Jesus has started teaching and performing miracles.

The Secret of the Hidden Scrolls series follows siblings Peter and Mary and their dog, Hank, as they discover ancient scrolls that transport them back to key moments in biblical history.

In their eighth adventure, the trio journeys back in time to Jerusalem. They quickly discover that Jesus, whom they met in Bethlehem as a baby, has grown up and become a famous teacher. As they race to evade capture by temple guards, Peter and Mary witness miracles, follow Jesus, and uncover a secret plot.



Nine-year-old Peter and his ten-year-old sister, Mary, stood at the door to the huge, old house and waved as their parents drove away. Peter and Mary and their dog, Hank, would be spending the month with Great-Uncle Solomon.

Peter thought it would be the most boring month ever—until he realized Great-Uncle Solomon was an archaeologist. Great-Uncle Solomon showed them artifacts and treasures and told them stories about his travels around the globe. And then he shared his most amazing discovery of all—the Legend of the Hidden Scrolls! These weren’t just

dusty old scrolls. They held secrets—and they would lead to travel through time.

Soon Peter, Mary, and Hank were flung back in time to important moments in the Bible. They witnessed the Creation of the earth and helped Noah load the ark. They endured the plagues in Egypt and stood on top of the walls of Jericho. They watched David battle Goliath and faced lions with Daniel. They met the newborn King, Jesus. They had exciting adventures, all while trying to solve the secrets in the scrolls.

Now Peter and Mary are ready for their next adventure… as soon as they hear the lion’s roar.

The Legend of the Hidden Scrolls








Peter stared at the gold medallion in the palm of his hand. He rubbed his finger across the star imprinted on the large coin. It reminded him of his last adventure, when he and Mary had traveled back in time and met baby Jesus. He flipped the medallion in the air. He wondered when they would hear the lion’s roar again and where they would go on their next adventure.

Peter caught the medallion and looked over at his older sister. “Hey, Mary,” he said. “Heads or tails?”

Mary looked up from an old, dusty book. “I don’t have time to play games. I’m reading.”

Peter shrugged and turned to Great-Uncle Solomon. He was sitting in his leather chair reading a book too. Peter had no idea why Mary and Great-Uncle Solomon read so many big, boring books. “Hey, Great-Uncle Solomon!” he said. “Do you want to play heads or tails?”

Great-Uncle Solomon put his book down and adjusted his round glasses. “Sure! And speaking of tails… where’s Hank?”

“I let him go outside to use the bathroom,” said Peter. He put the medallion on his thumb. “Heads or tails? The side with the star is ‘heads.’”

Great-Uncle Solomon leaned forward in his chair and rubbed his bushy white mustache. “Heads!”

Peter flicked the gold medallion high in the air.

“Be careful,” Mary said. “Don’t drop it.”

Peter rolled his eyes. “I won’t.”

But he did. The medallion slipped through his fingers and rolled across the wood floor straight toward the front door.

“I warned you,” said Mary, turning the page of her book.

“I’ve got it!” said Peter, chasing the medallion across the floor.

Bang! Bang!

Peter skidded to a stop and looked up at the tall wooden door. “Are you expecting visitors?”

Great-Uncle Solomon checked his pocket watch. “No,” he said. “Your parents aren’t supposed to be back from Africa for a couple more days.”

Bang! Bang!

Mary tossed her book on the floor. “Maybe they’re early!” She ran past Peter and swung the door wide open. Her shoulders slumped. “It’s just Hank.”

Bang! Bang! Hank couldn’t get through the door because he had a long piece of rotten wood in his mouth.

Peter knelt in front of Hank. “What did you find?”

Hank dropped the wood on the ground and wagged his tail. Peter picked it up and turned it so it could fit through the door. It was taller than Peter and had a paddle on one end.

“It’s an ancient oar,” said Great-Uncle Solomon. “Hank must have gone into the barn.”

Now Mary looked interested. “You have a barn?”

“You never noticed the barn?” said Peter. “You really need to get outside more.”

“Yes,” said Great-Uncle Solomon. “I keep some of my bigger archaeological discoveries in the barn.”

Mary’s eyes got as big as the gold medallion. “Can we see?”

“Of course,” said Great-Uncle Solomon. “I want to show you something I’ve been working on. Follow me.”

Peter picked up the medallion and set it on a

bookshelf. Then he grabbed his leather adventure bag and followed Mary out of the house.

Great-Uncle Solomon led the way around the huge house made of brick and stone. Peter looked at the green ivy crawling up the walls to the second floor.

They finally made it to the back of the house. Peter noticed a small tower circled in windows on the back corner of the house. “What’s up there?” he said.

“I’ll show you later,” said Great-Uncle Solomon.

“Woof!” Hank barked and ran toward the big red barn. He disappeared into the barn.

Great-Uncle Solomon slid the door open, and Peter walked in. Hank was running in circles, sniffing everything. Peter walked in and took a look around. Hay bales were stacked in corners, and the shelves were covered in all kinds of tools and supplies.

Mary picked a first-aid kit off a shelf and turned to Peter. “This might be helpful on our next adventure. Who knows what might happen?”

“Good idea,” said Great-Uncle Solomon. “Put it in your adventure bag.”

Peter slipped the kit into the bag. He picked up a hammer and a box of nails from a shelf, swung the hammer hard, and whacked a nail into a piece of wood.

“You’re pretty good with a hammer,” said Great-Uncle Solomon.

“I had a lot of practice helping Noah on the ark,” he said.

“What did you want to show us?” interrupted Mary.

“I almost forgot,” said Great-Uncle Solomon. “It’s right over here.” He walked toward a long canvas tarp. “Help me pull this off.”

Peter and Mary each grabbed a corner of the tarp and pulled at the same time.

“Here it is!” said Great-Uncle Solomon.

All it looked like to Peter was a bunch of rotten wood piled on the floor. “What is it?”

Mary rubbed her chin. “Is it a boat?”

“Yes,” said Great-Uncle Solomon. “You’re right!”

Of course she was right—she was always right. Peter thought it looked more like the skeleton of a boat. “I knew what it was,” he said. “I just wanted to see if you did.”

“Sure, you did,” Mary said. “Where did you discover it, Great-Uncle Solomon?”

“I found it buried in mud beside the Sea of Galilee in Israel,” said Great-Uncle Solomon. “I believe it belonged to a very important person!”

“Who?” asked Peter.


The lion’s roar came from the house and echoed through the barn.

“I’ll have to tell you when you get back from your adventure,” said Great-Uncle Solomon. “Hurry!”


“Let’s go, Mary!” Peter ran out of the barn with Mary and Hank. They raced around the house, through the front door, past the suit of armor, and slid to a stop in front of the tall library doors. Peter reached for the handle shaped like a lion’s head. He turned it.


Peter swung the door open.

Roar! The sound came from behind the tall bookshelves on the right. Mary quickly found the red book with the lion’s head painted in gold on the cover. She pulled it off the shelf. Peter watched the bookshelf slide open to reveal the hidden room. It was dark, except for a glowing clay pot in the center of the room that held the Hidden Scrolls.

Peter ran over and pulled out a scroll. “Let’s open this one.”

“What’s on the red wax seal?” said Mary.

“It looks like a heart,” said Peter.

“Let’s see where the scroll takes us!” said Mary.

Peter broke the red wax seal on the scroll.

The walls shook. The floor rumbled. Books fell to the floor. The library crumbled around them and disappeared. Then everything was dark and quiet.



Peter squinted. “It’s so dark!”

Shhhh, don’t be so loud,” whispered Mary. “Someone might hear us.”

“Where are we?” asked Peter.

“I don’t know,” said Mary. “Did you bring a flashlight?”

“Oh yeah,” said Peter. “I almost forgot.” He reached into the leather bag and pulled out the flashlight. He slowly moved the light around. They were standing in a large room with white marble floors. There were tall pillars all around,

and light reflected off gold-covered walls.

“This is amazing!” said Mary.

Peter aimed the flashlight at a tall candle stand with seven branches. “Look! It’s a menorah! Just like the one we saw in the Tabernacle in the desert.”

Hank ran over and sniffed the menorah. Then he darted to the left.

Peter followed Hank with the flashlight. “Wow!” A tall curtain stretched across one side of the room. It was red, blue, and purple and decorated with large golden angels.

Mary snapped her fingers. “We must be in the Temple in Jerusalem.”


Peter turned to Hank. He was growling at something across the room.


On Sale
Jul 21, 2020
Page Count
128 pages

M. J. Thomas

About the Author

Mike Thomas grew up in Florida playing sports and riding his bike to the library and an arcade named the Cosmic Cowboy. He graduated from Liberty University, earning a bachelor's degree in Bible Studies. When his son Peter was nine years old, Mike went searching for books that would teach Peter about the Bible in a fun, imaginative way. Finding none, he decided to write his own series. Mike Thomas lives in Murfreesboro, Tennessee, with his wife, Lori; sons Payton and Peter; and their dog, Hank.

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