New Release, freebie and MEGA SALE

I've gone off in a different direction for a new kit that is now available at ScrapDish. It's called modern girl and it's on sale right now for 50% off (only 2 bucks!) and here are the previews:




And here are some page layouts. The first is mine and THANKS to Glynis for the next 2.




More inspiration coming later this weekend, too!
AND~ I've made the following layout into a free quickpage for you. Just click on the LO to go to the QP.


OK. Are you still here? Because I've got a KILLER deal for you. (inter)National Scrapbook Day is coming up May 1. Maybe you've heard about the buzz and the sales and the events. Well, I have a deal for you to take advantage of RIGHT NOW, especially if you want to spend next weekend scrapping instead of trying to find the best deals. This is the first time I've offered this deal and it definitely won't come around again for a really long time!

FIRST, all my previously released kits are now marked down to ONE DOLLAR.
NEXT, all my commercial use products are marked down to ONE DOLLAR also!
FINALLY, you can BUY MY STORE for only TEN DOLLARS.


Go HERE to see all the deals.

I want everyone to have a chance to celebrate iNSD big time and of course a super deal is a fun way to kick it all off! Sale ends in the morning on Monday May 3 so you have a chance to shop through next Sunday night only.

Jeremiah 31:3 Art

I made this for my daughter, she's got it hanging on her bulletin board.

credits --
Lover's Walk - Sunshine Studio Scraps Collab
Karmatic Impact by Rebecca_PSP Designs
other heart elements by Elodie, Corina, Krystal Hartley & Tracie Stroud
cross by me

{you can click on it to see it bigger}

Guest Post - When God Speaks

I received an email from a very nice reader who was kind enough to share an experience from her own life where she felt Lord speak truth into her spirit. With her permission, I am sharing it with the stipulation that I don't share her identity. THANK YOU, dear sister for sharing this - I hope you are deeply blessed by doing so!

When i was a sophomore in high school in 1958-59, i had a horrible typing teacher. She didn't understand that arthritis as well as very small hands made typing difficult. The touch on those old typewriters was not a light touch, and my fingers really had difficulty reaching the keys in the way she taught us to hold our hands on the keyboard. She demanded that papers be perfect before they were turned in, and that meant we were not allowed to erase (there was no "correction tape" back then). i struggled through the typing assignment on the Tuesday before Thanksgiving, only to realize at the end of the period i did NOT have a perfect paper. i turned in what i had, and for some reason, this made her extremely angry. She picked up a full ream of paper, tore off it's paper covering and plunked it down on my typing table. "You will remain here until you turn in a perfect paper as directed, and I really don't care if you are still here when I arrive in the morning!"

In those years, a teacher could actually do that. Well......i typed and typed....soon i had quite a stack of paper on the floor beside my typing table. The janitor, who lived catacorner across the street from where lived, stopped in and told me he was leaving and he thought i should leave, too. i told him i could not, and why. He shook his head, told me he would lock me in, and i could exit via the crash bar, but he turned back and said, "It is late, nearly 10 p.m. and I think you should go home." So, i'd been 7 hours still trying to type a perfect paper at that point.

By 10, my dad was worried that i was not home. He'd called my friends to see if i'd gone home with any of them, and they told him what Mrs. C. had demanded of me. He was stunned. He called Bill, the janitor, and asked him if he really thought i was still there. Bill confirmed that at 10 when he walked out, i was typing away. He told Daddy he'd get the keys and let him in to "redeem" me. The next thing i knew, a shadow fell across my typing table and it was my dad. i just ran to him and sobbed. He held me and held me, and then he stooped down, picked up all my mistake-filled papers, straightened them carefully and wrote on the top sheet, "Mrs. C, choose from among these the paper with the fewest errors and grade my daughter on that effort. Do not EVER make this demand of my daughter again!" He signed his name and put the time, 10:45 p.m. underlined numerous times beneath his signature.

As we walked home, he slipped his arm around me and said, "My darling daughter, your mother and I have tried to teach you how to correct your mistakes, because as long as you live in this temporal life, you will make mistakes and it is more important that you know how to rectify them that you never make them."

A few years ago, i was going through a situation that seemed totally impossible. All of a sudden, i heard the voice of God as clearly as i heard my father's that night. He said, "My dear child, if your earthly father came for you before midnight, do you think I will be late?"

I go back to that memory when i need to remind myself that God is NOT late, not even by a nano-second, in meeting the needs of His own!

Isn't that amazing!?? I also deeply admire the beautiful words of encouragement spoken by her earthly father when he came to pick her up. Sometimes we WILL suffer for a time or a season but God always is available to rescue us. I hope this touches someone today!

Designer Challenge Freebie

Feeling springy? I've got some cheerful digital scrapbooking freebies to share with you today. And if you're up for a little fun you can play along too!

Here's what I'm offering:

download links:
papers
elements

And the palette for this share has been posted as a designer challenge at Hummie's World. You don't have to design to play along - you can make QPs too. You can make a few things or got nuts with the palette. I hope you will join us!!

Amazing Prayer Experience

I thought you might be encouraged to hear about a prayer experience I had this weekend. I was at a local church for their monthly "Second Saturday" mini retreat. We had some teaching time and some quiet journaling time, which was really great but things went to amazing when we split into groups of 3 for "triplet prayer" I was with 2 ladies I do not know and we were instructed to pray with/for each other about what we heard from the Lord that morning. I just briefly said I was asking for prayer about walking with the Lord while living with bipolar disorder and that I felt the Lord was telling me right now that He had something better for me than healing - that He was promising to sustain me at all times and be my solid rock no matter what my brain was doing. So we were praying and one of my partners gets out her Bible and read part of Isaiah 54 for me. Out of nowhere, starting in v 11 and going through to the end. So I was just reviewing and recording that in my journal this morning, as a prayer back to God. Just wanted to share that with you as a way to say that God does speak to his people and knows all the details of our circumstances including our deep and hidden needs. Here's part of my journal entry~

You will not rebuke me, Lord. Your unfailing love for me will not be shaken, nor your covenant of peace removed. You have compassion on me. You will build up my foundations, walls, battlements and gates. My children will be taught by you and their peace will be great. I will be established in righteousness and tyranny will be far from me. Terror will be far removed from me and it will not come near me. If anyone attacks me, it will not be your doing and whoever attacks me will surrender. No weapons forged against me will prevail and I will refute every tongue that accuses me. This is my heritage as your servant and my vindication against my enemies.

Thing is, the enemy somehow thinks I'm fair game when my mood is out of control as I have less personal resolve and power to demolish arguments and pretensions and take captive all my thoughts to make them obedient to Christ. My brain literally gets away from me. But look, the Lord will be building me up and moving terror and tyranny away from me. Whoever attacks will be forced to surrender . I will be able to refute the accuser. I will be vindicated. And right in the middle there, almost looking as a side thought or something unrelated is a promise about my kids, who are soooooooooooo important to me. They will be taught by the Lord and dwell in peace. Isn't that amazing?

So draw close to Him -- He has healing for you and can sustain you through anything. It is a blessing to be broken before the Lord and to bring your needs to Him. He is trustworthy.

Have a great week!!