The inspiration for this website came from a Scripture song I heard over 10 years ago at a ladies retreat:

Like Apples of Gold in pictures of silver
A word fitly spoken shall be,
Like Apples of Gold in pictures of silver
Let my life bring glory to thee.

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pictures of silver.
Proverbs 25:11

Although some of the "stories" listed are made up, the Scriptural truths they illustrate are very real and can be of great benefit in a Christian's walk with the Lord and as illustrations for the lost.

It is my heart's desire that amongst the pages of this website, the Christian find words of encouragement and be spurred on to service for our Lord, and that seekers of the truth find Salvation in the timeless truths of God's Word for these troubled times.

- Angela

Death

Christmas In Heaven

Christmas In Heaven

I see the countless Christmas trees around the world below,
with tiny lights like heaven’s stars reflecting on the snow.

The sight is so spectacular, please wipe away that tear
for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year

I hear the many Christmas songs that people hold so dear,
but the sounds of music can’t compare with the Christmas choir up here.

I have no words to tell you the joy their voices bring,
for it is beyond description to hear the angels sing.

I know how much you miss me, I see the pain inside your heart,
for I am spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year.

I can’t tell you of the splendor or the peace here in this place.
Can you just imagine Christmas with our Savior face to face?

I’ll ask Him to lift your spirit as I tell Him of your love,
so then pray for one another as you lift your eyes above.

Please let your hearts be joyful and let your spirit sing,
for I am spending Christmas in heaven and I’m walking with the King.

Copyright 1999
by Wanda Bencke

benckefamily@hotmail.com

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A note from the author:

Lysandra Kay Bencke was my thirteen year old handicapped daughter.  On Christmas day 1997, Lysandra had a seizure and was in a coma for five days before she passed away. During those five days I wrote “Christmas in Heaven”.

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This is the Apples of Gold website run by Angela Trenholm.
If you wish to contact the author of the poem, Wanda Bencke,
please use her e-mail as listed above.

Are You My Father?

Are You My Father?

A little boy was left one day,
On the streets of a big city town.
His mother left him on the steps of a church,
And his father could not be found.

The preacher having no children of his own,
Smiled at the young boys face.
He allowed him to work and live in the church.
The young boy soon found his place.

The boy would sit in the very front pew,
On Sundays to hear the man teach.
And on Wednesdays he was in the choir loft,
as the church sang, and the pastor preached.

Every time the two sat down.
For a meal throughout the day.
The boy asked a question that was on his heart,
Before they bowed to pray.

Looking so sincerely into the mans eyes,
The boy’s pain would begin to bother.
Always the same question, “Sir”, he’d ask,
“Please tell me, are you my father?”

The pastor’s reply was the same sweet words,
In love he had spoken many a time.
“You are my angel that was sent by God,
in my heart you will always be mine.”

The days passed by and the seasons changed,
And fall was followed by a winters chill.
The pastor was kneeled at the boy’s footboard,
Praying for the boy was ill.

It was late one night when the boy passed on,
Without pain or even a moan.
There was a peaceful grin on his lovely face,
And the pastor knew he went home.

The boy found himself in the arms of a man,
His face so sweet and kind.
And as he sat on Jesus’ knee,
One question was on his mind.

Jesus smiled down at him,
And said, “I know about your mother.”
“Please ask me the question you have on your heart.”
And the boy asked, “Are you my father?”

A smile consumed Jesus’ entire face.
The boy’s burden then lifted a ton.
Jesus said, “I am whatever you need.”
“And yes, child, you are my son.”

Copyright© Trisha Wood

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For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given:
and the government shall be upon His shoulder:
and His (Jesus’) name shall be called Wonderful,
Counsellor, The mighty God,
The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.

Isaiah 9:6

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