Done for the Day 3 Word Art Challenge found here: https://oscraps.com/community/threads/day-3-word-art-challenge.40978/
Lyrics:
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree, Of all the trees most lovely;
O Christmas Tree, O Christmas tree, Of all the trees most lovely.
Each year you bring to us...
Right page of my journaling spread.
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I’m going to let the soft glow of fairy lights guide me through December’s darkness. They don’t shout for attention; they just twinkle quietly, turning ordinary corners into something magical. Their gentle presence is a reminder that joy...
Left page of my journaling spread.
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Christmas is approaching, and with it comes the magic that I love so dearly. Twinkling lights glow softly in the evening darkness, transforming even the simplest streets into enchanting paths. The scent of pine, the warmth of a cozy blanket...
Journaling reads: And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.
December has a unique glow, a fleeting kind of light that feels both fragile and resilient. It is the month where the year exhales its last breath, and everything seems to whisper this too shall pass. The days grow shorter, and yet there is a softness in the way the un brushes the horizon—a kind...
December has a unique glow, a fleeting kind of light that feels both fragile and resilient. It is the month where the year exhales its last breath, and everything seems to whisper this too shall pass. The days grow shorter, and yet there is a softness in the way the un brushes the horizon—a kind...
Being over 50 feels a bit like living in my own autumn season. There’s a richness in life now, a deeper appreciation for the small things. The crackle of leaves underfoot, the comfort of a warm scarf, and the joy of decorating the house with autumnal touches—these simple moments feel like gifts...
Foreigner
The Lord protects the foreigners among us. He cares for the orphans and widows, but He frustrates the plans of the wicked. Psalm 146:9 11/16/24
Counsel
Come and listen to my counsel. I’ll share my heart with you and make you wise. Proverbs 1:23 11/17/24
Persevere
Perseverance...
The title of this kit made me think of this hymn. The chorus is journaled.
Journaling reads:
When the Mists Have Rolled Away
We shall know, as we are known,
Nevermore to walk alone,
In the dawning of the morning
Of that bright and happy day,
We shall know each other better,
When the mists...
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