December 2006

December 2006

Merry Christmas!
~ From all of us in the Benham family

Eight grandchildren, what a miracle! My dad, an only child, was shot down twice in the Pacific during WWII. God's footprints, though unseen, were surely there. Shortly after he returned from the war he married my mom (pictured in the middle) and they had two children, my sister Chrissy and me. I was the last “Benham.”

If you had viewed my life from the age of one to twenty-six, you probably would have agreed with most that it was good that I was the last - good riddance! Yet God began to do something in my wicked heart at twenty-six years old that ultimately turned my whole life right-side-up. His indescribable gift (Jessus) did what I could never do. He saved me from my sin. He set me upon a rock (His Word). He put a new song in my mouth.

Now there are many more Benhams who fear God. More arrows in our quiver to be launched from the bow of family to cut the ground from underneath satan. “ Thanks be to God for His indescribable gift!” 2 Cor 9:15.

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