I participated in the Resolution Me Crop at A. C. Bailey this past weekend. This crop was to work on a Book of Me, aka BOM. This is an album for layouts about your's truly so that the kids can get to know me, my thoughts, what I was like as a child, etc. There were 6 challenges each day. Friday's challenges were about our Past, Saturday's challenges were about the Present and Sunday's challenges were General. I didn't get to do as many layouts as I wanted but did get the 3 pre-crop challenge Dividers for my album completed and 3 layouts done during the crop. I plan to complete the rest of the challenges and will post them when I do.
My Dividers
The journaling for the Present divider says: I try to make decisions based upon what I will wish I had done when I look back on this time 20 years from now. This helps me end up with a lot less regrets even though it isn't always easy to do. I want my life to please God and this helps.
The journaling for the General divider says: Someday, when I’ve gone ahead of them to Heaven and our children are looking at this scrapbook, I hope that the words of the following song will be true of my life. I want to live my life now so that it will be.
Find Us Faithful
by Steve Green
We're pilgrims on the journey
Of the narrow road
And those who've gone before us line the way
Cheering on the faithful, encouraging the weary
Their lives a stirring testament to God's sustaining grace
Surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses
Let us run the race not only for the prize
But as those who've gone before us
Let us leave to those behind us
The heritage of faithfulness passed on through godly lives
Chorus:
Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful
May the fire of our devotion light their way
May the footprints that we leave
Lead them to believe
And the lives we live inspire them to obey
Oh may all who come behind us find us faithful
After all our hopes and dreams have come and gone
And our children sift though all we've left behind
May the clues that they discover and the memories they uncover
Become the light that leads them to the road we each must find.
Past
Journaling reads: My first house was in Jacksonville, FL. While I lived in a total of 3 different houses growing up, this one means the most to me. It’s the only house where my whole family, parents and siblings, lived together. This is the house where we all have common memories and family stories. Since I’m so much younger than the others, they started "leaving the nest" when I was 3 years old. By the time we left this house, four of them were already married, out on their own or in college. This house is across the street from our elementary school, Central Riverside Elementary. I loved going to school where my brothers and sisters had attended. I am the only one of the six of us that didn’t attend, at least for one year, the high school where Mom graduated. I always thought going to the same school Mom did would be pretty neat!
Mom kept geraniums (usually pink and/or red) growing in pots on the porch. There were azaleas growing in front of the porch. My love of houses with porches probably comes from loving the porch & balcony on this house. There was always plenty of room to play on the porch to keep out of the Florida sun or during rainy days. This house was HOME.
Journaling says: This picture was our Christmas card in 1965. I was just over a year old when it was taken. Because I am so much younger than my other brothers & sisters, all my life they’ve teased me about being "the baby." My sisters were 16, 14, & 12 and my brothers were 8 & 5 when I was born. I’ve loved being part of a big family. My older sisters used to argue over who got to take care of me, partially because whoever took care of me didn’t have to do the housework. My brothers definitely knew how to tease but they were also my protectors. If there was ever any trouble, I always knew they’d care for me. I treasure the special memories about each of my siblings from during those "growing up" years.
Present
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I love them all! thanks for playing with us and I can't wait to see some more.
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