Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Christmas Remembered
Childhood memories are not always the most accurate, but pleasant memories do not need to be accurate. I remember Christmas as the most exciting time of the year.
I was the tenth child in a family of fifteen children. I had eleven sisters and three brothers. We were a happy family, and all each other needed.
Not having much money, we waited until late Christmas Eve to get our tree; trees were either inexpensive, or they were being given away by then.
Christmas Eve, while the older half went out with our father to find a tree, we younger children, sent to bed, scurried up the stairs laughing and squealing excitedly. We did not go right to sleep, but had a slumber party, talking and giggling, trying to keep ourselves awake all night, knowing that wonderful things were happening downstairs. Eventually every one of us fell to sleep.
When morning came we rushed downstairs to find the most beautifully decorated house and tree! Nothing was more exciting than Christmas morning.
Usually our presents were practical items, such as new socks and underclothing. Being in need of those things, we thought they were wonderful gifts.
My oldest sister always made a special gift for each of us. She once gave me a large tin can covered with soft brown fur. Tucked inside was a brush and colorful barrettes. I still have that old fur can. Running my hand over the now worn fur I remember the love that Christmas is all about.
Christmas dinner was always the best part of Christmas for our family. Everyone dressed in their best clothes. My sisters twirled and danced through the house as they worked at arranging the festive table and preparing the holiday meal. Although most of the year we ate simply, our holiday meals were extravagant. My mother cut no corners. Food in abundance overflowed.
My mother never failed in thinking up the most wonderful ways of creating a table rich and elegant. I have always felt that even the wealthiest of people could not have enjoyed a richer holiday or a party more grand than ours.
Often we had guests. My father, being the people loving man he was, sometimes even brought home a stranger or two for dinner. Some of these people were quite talented and played music for us. Any extra people fit right into the busy on goings of our household.
Late in the evening we listened to Christmas records and took turns entertaining the group by dancing to the music.
One of my favorite memories is of us younger children sleeping on the floor around the tree. Looking up into the lit-up branches we talked of all the pleasures we enjoyed and soon, although we did not mean to, we fell fast asleep.
In all our celebrations we remembered the true meaning of Christmas; the savior, our Lord Jesus Christ, who had come and given us peace with God.
I was the tenth child in a family of fifteen children. I had eleven sisters and three brothers. We were a happy family, and all each other needed.
Not having much money, we waited until late Christmas Eve to get our tree; trees were either inexpensive, or they were being given away by then.
Christmas Eve, while the older half went out with our father to find a tree, we younger children, sent to bed, scurried up the stairs laughing and squealing excitedly. We did not go right to sleep, but had a slumber party, talking and giggling, trying to keep ourselves awake all night, knowing that wonderful things were happening downstairs. Eventually every one of us fell to sleep.
When morning came we rushed downstairs to find the most beautifully decorated house and tree! Nothing was more exciting than Christmas morning.
Usually our presents were practical items, such as new socks and underclothing. Being in need of those things, we thought they were wonderful gifts.
My oldest sister always made a special gift for each of us. She once gave me a large tin can covered with soft brown fur. Tucked inside was a brush and colorful barrettes. I still have that old fur can. Running my hand over the now worn fur I remember the love that Christmas is all about.
Christmas dinner was always the best part of Christmas for our family. Everyone dressed in their best clothes. My sisters twirled and danced through the house as they worked at arranging the festive table and preparing the holiday meal. Although most of the year we ate simply, our holiday meals were extravagant. My mother cut no corners. Food in abundance overflowed.
My mother never failed in thinking up the most wonderful ways of creating a table rich and elegant. I have always felt that even the wealthiest of people could not have enjoyed a richer holiday or a party more grand than ours.
Often we had guests. My father, being the people loving man he was, sometimes even brought home a stranger or two for dinner. Some of these people were quite talented and played music for us. Any extra people fit right into the busy on goings of our household.
Late in the evening we listened to Christmas records and took turns entertaining the group by dancing to the music.
One of my favorite memories is of us younger children sleeping on the floor around the tree. Looking up into the lit-up branches we talked of all the pleasures we enjoyed and soon, although we did not mean to, we fell fast asleep.
In all our celebrations we remembered the true meaning of Christmas; the savior, our Lord Jesus Christ, who had come and given us peace with God.
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{Pine Branch Frame}
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Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Let Your Light Shine
Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world:
he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.
Let your light so shine before men,
that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father which is in heaven.
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Monday, December 23, 2013
When We Walk With The Lord
I love simplicity.
Some days, things can seem overwhelming.
Here are two very simple reminders for me in my relationship with the Lord.
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He hath shewed thee, O man, what is good; and what doth the Lord require of thee,
but to do justly, and to love mercy, and to walk humbly with thy God?
Trust and Obey
When we walk with the Lord
In the light of His Word,
What a glory He sheds on our way;
While we do His good will,
He abides with us still,
And with all who will trust and obey.
Trust and obey,
For there’s no other way
To be happy in Jesus,
But to trust and obey.
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~ May God bless you today~
Monday, December 16, 2013
North Pole Christmas
My daughter made this little bunny on a sled at the North Pole desktop background.
The actual background does not include the postcard stamps and markings.
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Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Vintage Car Ornament
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
I Heard The Bells on Christmas Day
For the grace of God that bringeth salvation hath appeared to all men,
Teaching us that, denying ungodliness and worldly lusts, we should live soberly, righteously, and godly, in this present world;
Looking for that blessed hope, and the glorious appearing of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ;
Who gave himself for us, that he might redeem us from all iniquity, and purify unto himself a peculiar people, zealous of good works.
Monday, December 2, 2013
Ring Christmas Bells
Vintage Christmas Cards {The Old Design Shop}
How beautiful upon the mountains are the feet of him that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace; that bringeth good tidings of good, that publisheth salvation; that saith unto Zion, Thy God reigneth!
Ring Christmas bells, merrily ring
Tell all the world, Jesus is King
Loudly proclaim with one accord
The happy tale, welcome the Lord
Ring Christmas bells, sound far and near
The birthday of Jesus is here
Herald the news to old and young
Tell it to all in every tongue
Ring Christmas bells, merrily ring
Tell all the world, Jesus is King
Ring Christmas bells, toll loud and long
Your message sweet, peal and prolong
Come all ye people join in the singing
Repeat the story told by the ringing
Ring, ring, ring, ring
Ring, ring, ring, ring
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Sunday, December 1, 2013
31 Days Celebrating the Love of Christ
We have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. This December I am celebrating His life and His salvation.
Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.
And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free.
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Vintage Christmas Cards {The Old Design Shop}
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