A few news items to share, but the best part of this post is at the end, so hang in there :)!
I was invited to join another digital scrapbook creative team – how could I resist working with super cute designs like these: Jeannie Papai Designs?
I will also be periodically writing for ANOTHER new blog, called The Meadow (for my scrapbooking friends) – and they have featured one of my pages in the very first post :)!
OK, I know I’m way behind on posting photos here, so here are some slideshows of my scrapbook pages, which is where all my photos end up anyway :)!
Now for the GOOD stuff :)! Get out your tissue box, because I want to share this touching poem with you that makes me cry (tears of JOY) every time I read it. It is written by Heaven, a new friend/neighbor of mine. We met by a series of coincidences (OK – I know there is no such thing) and have only known each other for a short time – but we get along so well, and she is a real blessing to me :). Heaven recently accepted Jesus into her life, and she wrote this beautiful poem that perfectly expresses what so many have experienced.
My Heart’s Been Lifted ~ My Soul’s In Delight
I once was lost ~ but now am found
I once did wander ~ all around
I craved a love ~ to fill my heart
while HE just waited ~ for me to start..
..to start a journey ~ I didn’t know..
..in which direction ~ I should go
He was waiting all the time
to love this little heart of mine
my past was there ~ I’d always look back
like a heavy, tattered, rock filled sack
I carried it with me ~ laden and sore
until ~ my Lord Savior ~ said “NO MORE”
cold inside ~ my tears had dried
it had been years ~ since my eyes cried
and cry they did ~ most every day
from a memory that came ~ my way
something would happened ~ nasty words said
I’d wander, believing ~ I’d rather be dead
but.. He was watching ~ I just didn’t know
wisdom has shown me ~ He’d never let go
He came to my door ~ I heard a knock
my heart was open ~ He’d taken the lock
He held out His hand and ~ I did it too
my time was now ~ and only He knew
my wandering was over ~ now I ~ did belong
I felt so light ~ the sack ~ it was gone
my heart’s been lifted ~ my soul’s in delight
my spirit is true and as high as a kite
I’ve been given the love ~ I craved for my heart
I’m not even sorry ~ it took so long to start
everything’s happened for a reason ~ I’m sure
preparation ~ for the day He came to my door
when he took my heart ~ to a place full of love
and he promised a home ~ in the heaven above
I cried.
I cried tears of joy and ~ I still am today
my burdens of past have all ~ gone away
I wake up each morning ~ I get ~ daily bread
and my Holy Bible’s pages ~ get read.
I’m just so grateful ~ you don’t understand
I found light on a journey ~ that I hadn’t planned
my feelings for Jesus are just ~ so strong
I pray and I ask that ~ this never be gone
it’s like being in love ~ with life ~ in abound
I’m honored ~ in my heart ~ a place you have found
to remove all the bitter ~ days gone by
and replace it with love ~ that makes me cry!
tears of happiness ~ content through and through
I need now do one thing ~ in honor of you
I ask – please baptize me ~ in a public domain
In my Father ~ The Holy Spirits name.
Beautiful, isn’t it?
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Wow! You are amazingly talented. I just watched your entire slideshow in complete wonder at the work of art that is each and every page!Oh and Heaven’s beautiful poem! Thank you so much for sharing it!
wonderful, amazing poem. Thanks for sharing it Jess.
Can you believe I just got to read this. It is beautiful–and Heaven must be too. So glad God has given you this gift–a special new friend.The Gabe’s glasses page is just as darling as we talked about. Can’t wait to see more.And…..HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!!! I can’t help but enjoy memories of your wedding as New England fall comes again.Much love, Mom
Precious! Heaven has now been “baptized in a public domain” (figuratively) by your sharing this. Thanks, Jess, for taking time to share that bit of beauty with us!Christi
What a beautiful poem – thanks to you and your friend for sharing.