I just received 75 of the most beautiful pictures of my family. Patrick has been so understanding to allow me to get caught up on my family's scrapbook. While I have only gotten to June of last year it has been such a treat in so many ways I was not expecting.
I love to share the quality time looking at the photos with my kids. I also love that it is all digital and am amazed at how neat it all looks. I have found a fast way to experience the best part of scrapbooking. I never can fully understand what it means to have my past so neatly recorded. I am not talking about the way I do it, God only truly knows how many mistakes and spelling errors are on those pages.
What I mean is when I look over the pages, my memory is triggered. The funny part is it is triggered mostly after I have finished the pages or I would tell the after story of the photos. I look at each page and read for the most part how I was truly feeling at that time. This in turn causes me to look at the extenuating circumstances around those photos and how God's hand has truly been so active in my life. It is almost like I am seeing from God's perspective what I couldn't see when I was in the midst of it. I am not talking about the bad or the good, just my life in general.
It is such a good reminder that while the me in the photos (or behind the camera taking the photos) knew that God was with me, I was not sure exactly where. Now, looking back it is these treasured moments with God I get to have with Him as I ask him the "whys" and "why nots" that allow me to be comforted with something that is hard to describe. The main result of these interactions, conversations I have with the Lord give me the faith I need to trust Him even more today. I am not sure where I will be tomorrow, but I know my God is there right beside me holding my hand through the good, bad, and the everyday.
For those of you who don't have this hope, this confidence in your life that keeps your feet on solid ground when life gets hard. . . I pray that you would ask God to show you where He is right at this moment. In the stillness of the place deep down in your hear,t I know you will find that He is there right now with you,waiting for you to take His hand and walk this journey of life with Him.
I have heard a lot recently about this religion that some may say that I live. One thing that I think is safe to say is that a religion doesn't care about what happened to me, for example, on October 12th, 2009. But my God and my Savior were right there in the midst of that day holding me up and carrying me forward when I didn't have the strength to stand on my own. There are many other days I could share, but I hope that you get the point. A religion may tell me how to live in order to be good person, but my relationship with my God tells me that life is more than just being a good person. It is about experiencing all that He is in this life that He has given me.
Who knew the places scrapbooking would take me? Okay, I must confess I knew and that is what compels me to keep up . . .so all I need to ask you is how do you remember?
I am laughing to myself as I finish up this post. I am not sure who these type of posts are really meant for, I just share what is on my heart. As I finish up a post like this, I wonder if this was really meant for me more than those I want to share with. Hmmm . . . .
Okay, I had to include a page. Just so you can get the full picture and to show off my precious girls!
I love to share the quality time looking at the photos with my kids. I also love that it is all digital and am amazed at how neat it all looks. I have found a fast way to experience the best part of scrapbooking. I never can fully understand what it means to have my past so neatly recorded. I am not talking about the way I do it, God only truly knows how many mistakes and spelling errors are on those pages.
What I mean is when I look over the pages, my memory is triggered. The funny part is it is triggered mostly after I have finished the pages or I would tell the after story of the photos. I look at each page and read for the most part how I was truly feeling at that time. This in turn causes me to look at the extenuating circumstances around those photos and how God's hand has truly been so active in my life. It is almost like I am seeing from God's perspective what I couldn't see when I was in the midst of it. I am not talking about the bad or the good, just my life in general.
It is such a good reminder that while the me in the photos (or behind the camera taking the photos) knew that God was with me, I was not sure exactly where. Now, looking back it is these treasured moments with God I get to have with Him as I ask him the "whys" and "why nots" that allow me to be comforted with something that is hard to describe. The main result of these interactions, conversations I have with the Lord give me the faith I need to trust Him even more today. I am not sure where I will be tomorrow, but I know my God is there right beside me holding my hand through the good, bad, and the everyday.
For those of you who don't have this hope, this confidence in your life that keeps your feet on solid ground when life gets hard. . . I pray that you would ask God to show you where He is right at this moment. In the stillness of the place deep down in your hear,t I know you will find that He is there right now with you,waiting for you to take His hand and walk this journey of life with Him.
I have heard a lot recently about this religion that some may say that I live. One thing that I think is safe to say is that a religion doesn't care about what happened to me, for example, on October 12th, 2009. But my God and my Savior were right there in the midst of that day holding me up and carrying me forward when I didn't have the strength to stand on my own. There are many other days I could share, but I hope that you get the point. A religion may tell me how to live in order to be good person, but my relationship with my God tells me that life is more than just being a good person. It is about experiencing all that He is in this life that He has given me.
Who knew the places scrapbooking would take me? Okay, I must confess I knew and that is what compels me to keep up . . .so all I need to ask you is how do you remember?
I am laughing to myself as I finish up this post. I am not sure who these type of posts are really meant for, I just share what is on my heart. As I finish up a post like this, I wonder if this was really meant for me more than those I want to share with. Hmmm . . . .
Okay, I had to include a page. Just so you can get the full picture and to show off my precious girls!
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You go girl! You do a great job of documenting and I understand exactly. Your kids will love you for it when they're grown. They are precious and I wish we could see y'all more often! Love you, Sheryl
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