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Welcome to my personal weblog! I have many areas of interest as a Christian wife and home schooling mother of 6 girls: writing, poetry, website design, digital photography, a home business (sewing); however, this blog will focus more on the wonderful journey the Lord has brought our family through and what the Lord has shown me in His Holy Word.


I know that my devotionals don't often speak of specifics in our lives, but I want my readers to know that what I write comes most often from what the Lord is doing in our lives, or has done. I don't just repeat words by this preacher or that one. My devotionals are often written through a haze of tears, sometimes in grief, sometimes in peace at God's goodness for what He is doing for our good. At other times, after a flood of tears over my lack of faith in His great plan for us, especially after I've seen Heaven's gates open in another miraculous answer to prayer. What I write is what God shows me through those trials which He brings because of His great goodness as He works out His perfect plan. - Angela.


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A Christmas Letter

Hope this makes you think as much as it did me. It is written as if it were from the Lord, and I don’t normally deal with stuff like this, but as far as I can see, each point can easily be backed by Scripture. We are not called to social action, we are called as “Ambassadors for Christ.” A few areas have been re-touched for clarity and Scriptural accuracy.

Dear Children,

If you want to celebrate My birth, just get along and love one another.

If it bothers you that the town in which you live doesn’t allow a scene depicting My birth, then just get rid of a couple of Santas and snowmen and put in a small Nativity scene on your own front lawn. If all My followers did that there wouldn’t be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town.

Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. You can remember Me anytime you see any tree. Decorate a grape vine if you wish: I actually spoke of that one in a teaching, explaining who I am in relation to you and what each of our tasks were.
(If you have forgotten that one, look up John 15:1-8)

If you want to give Me a present in remembrance of My birth here is my wish list. Choose something from it:

1. Instead of writing protest letters objecting to the way My birthday is being celebrated, write letters of love and hope to soldiers away from home. They are terribly afraid and lonely this time of year. I know, they tell Me all the time.

2. Visit someone in a nursing home. You don’t have to know them personally. They just need to know that someone cares about them.

3. Instead of writing George complaining about the wording on the cards his staff sent out this year, why don’t you write and tell him that you’ll be praying for him and his family this year. Then follow up. It will be nice hearing from you again.

4. Instead of giving your children a lot of gifts you can’t afford and they don’t need, spend time with them. Tell them the story of My birth, and why I came to live with you down here. Hold them in your arms and remind them that I love them.

5. Pick someone that has hurt you in the past and forgive him or her.

6. Did you know that someone in your town will attempt to take their own life this season because they feel so alone and hopeless? Since you don’t know who that person is, try giving everyone you meet a warm smile; it could make the difference.

7. Instead of nit picking about what the retailer in your town calls the holiday, be patient with the people who work there. Give them a warm smile and a kind word. Even if they aren’t allowed to wish you a ‘Merry Christmas’ that doesn’t keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there on Sunday. If the store didn’t make so much money on that day they’d close and let their employees spend the day at home with their families

8. If you really want to make a difference, support a missionary who takes My love and Good News to those who have never heard My name.

9. Here’s a good one. There are individuals and whole families in your town who not only will have no ‘Christmas’ tree, but neither will they have any presents to give or receive. If you don’t know someone like that, ask your Pastor. He probably knows someone whom you could not only share some earthly goods with, but also God’s gift of salvation. After all, he can’t take care of everyone.

10. Finally, if you want to make a statement about your belief in and loyalty to Me, then behave like a Christian. Don’t do things in secret that you wouldn’t do in My presence. Let people know by your actions that you are one of mine.

Don’t forget; I am God and can take care of Myself. Just love Me and do what I have told you to do. I’ll take care of all the rest. Check out the list above and get to work; time is short. I’ll help you, but the ball is now in your court. And do have a most blessed Christmas with all those whom you love and remember . . .

I LOVE YOU,

JESUS

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

P.S. – Then said Jesus to those Jews which believed on him, If ye continue in my word, then are ye my disciples indeed; John 8:31

By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples, if ye have love one to another. John 13:35

Author Unknown

The Words “Merry Christmas”

This is not my material, but I really appreciate it and hope you do too.

The Words “Merry Christmas”

Twas the month before Christmas
When all through our land,
Not a Christian was praying
Nor taking a stand.

Why the Politically Correct Police had taken away,
The reason for Christmas – no one could say.
The children were told by their schools not to sing,
About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.

It might hurt people’s feelings, the teachers would say
December 25th is just a ‘ Holiday ‘.
Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit.
Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!

CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod.
Something was changing, something quite odd!
Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa
In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.

As Targets were hanging their trees upside down
At Lowe’s the word Christmas – was no where to be found.
At K-Mart and Staples and Penny’s and Sears
You won’t hear the word Christmas; it won’t touch your ears.

Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-is-ty
Are words that were used to intimidate me.
Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf Blitzen
On Boxer, on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !

At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter
To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.
And we spoke not a word, as they took away our faith
Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace.

The true Gift o f Christmas was exchangednd discarded
The reason for the season, stopped before it started.
So as you celebrate ‘Winter Break’ under your ‘Dream Tree’
Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.
Choose your words carefully, choose what you say
Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS, not Happy Holiday !

Author Unknown

Not Ashamed of Christ

Not Ashamed of Christ

As I sit in my pew during church,
It’s easy to agree with what’s said
To repeat “Amen” and “Praise the Lord”
Or simply agree, by a nod of the head.

Yet, leaving the church building,
My resolve just melts away.
What did cause my withdrawing?
Why was I in such a fray?

I thought I had all I needed
To fulfill the great commission,
But instead, working by myself
Was a cause for a great omission.

I was ashamed of my Lord that day –
And, oh, how many times in between –
I have denied the one who bought me,
As I perform my daily routine.

The boldness I needed so badly,
Was surely lacking from my effort.
I hadn’t the strength to sustain me;
In my spirit there was no comfort.

As I feasted on God’s Word at home,
I read of the Apostles’ boldness
And saw God’s power, and not their own,
Was the reason for their adeptness.

I saw how spending time with Jesus
Was what wrought such great victory:
Power to boldly speak forth God’s Word,
Regardless of government decree.

How I need to get alone with God,
And beseech Him for His power.
Without the strength He alone gives,
I can’t live for Him even an hour.

I don’t want to be ashamed of Christ –
The one who gave His all for me –
I want to live for Him day by day!
I want that great victory!

Going forth, but not on a whim,
To go out boldly and to proclaim;
Spending my life witnessing for Him,
That eternal life, others may gain.

So day by day, as I seek to please,
The one who died and rose for me,
I must spend time with Christ my Lord
If not ashamed of Him, I am to be.

Not Ashamed of Christ
Angela Trenholm
December 29, 2003

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For I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ:
for it is the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth;
to the Jew first, and also to the Greek.

Romans 1:16

Now when they saw the boldness of Peter and John,
and perceived that they were unlearned and ignorant men,
they marvelled; and they took knowledge of them,
that they had been with Jesus.

Acts 4:13


And now, Lord, behold their threatenings:
and grant unto thy servants,
that with all boldness they may speak thy word,…
…And when they had prayed,
the place was shaken where they were assembled together;
and they were all filled with the Holy Ghost,
and they spake the word of God with boldness.

Acts 4:29-31

And for me, that utterance may be given unto me,
that I may open my mouth boldly,
to make known the mystery of the gospel…

Ephesians 6:19

According to my earnest expectation and my hope,
that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but that with all boldness,
as always, so now also Christ shall be magnified in my body,
whether it be by life, or by death.

Philippians1:20

So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper,
and I will not fear what man shall do unto me.

Hebrews 13:6

More Like the Master

Words: Charles H. Gabriel, 1906.
Music: “Hanford (Gabriel),â€? Charles H. Gabriel, 1906

More like the Master I would ever be,
More of His meekness, more humility;
More zeal to labor, more courage to be true,
More consecration for work He bids me do.

Refrain

Take Thou my heart, I would be Thine alone;
Take Thou my heart, and make it all Thine own.
Purge me from sin, O Lord, I now implore,
Wash me and keep me Thine forevermore.

More like the Master is my daily prayer;
More strength to carry crosses I must bear;
More earnest effort to bring His kingdom in;
More of His Spirit, the wanderer to win.

Refrain

More like the Master I would live and grow;
More of His love to others I would show;
More self denial, like His in Galilee,
More like the Master I long to ever be.

Refrain

What Does Christmas Mean to Me?

What Does Christmas Mean to Me?

Forts so grand and snow ball fights,
Plump little men made of snow.
Sledding down hills (oh what a sight),
With cold red faces all aglow.

Lights that sparkle on garlands of pine,
How they twinkle, how they shine!
And glimmering tinsel on the tree,
Hiding presents for you and for me.

Time spent with loved ones so dear,
Singing, gathered ’round the tree,
“Jingle Bells” and “Rudolph the Reindeer” –
Is this what Christmas means to me?

Nay, oh what wonder, Yea, what delight!
As I focus on Christmas love;
How Emmanuel, God with us,
Came down to earth from above.

Christmas is just the beginning,
A necessary part of His plan.
He sent the Saviour, The Lord and King,
To die for fallen man.

To die, but the story does not end there,
On that sorrowful hill called Mount Calvary.
Three days later, He arose! My sin’s paid for!
The gift of God – salvation – is full and free.

Jesus’ birth, His life, and yea, His death,
Whosoever will may come is His plea!
My soul’s redemption by His great sacrifice –
This is what Christmas means to me.

Angela Trenholm
December 4, 2002