3 in 1

OK, I rarely do this. Quite honestly i did not intend to use this for 3 challenges, it just 'happened'. I have had little time this week for crafting. I have had a good time with my hubby and kids so that is ok. Maybe I will be able to catch up this weekend since I will be stuck in the house for Bike Weekend. It comes every May and my husband gets a lot of overtime... but we are always SO HAPPY to greet the month of June. May is always SO BUSY. I am rambling ... listening to the kids in the background, the dishwasher running, the dryer squeaking (need to fix that, hahaha!) and Little Bill on the TV. My coffee is beside me and I am just calm and not able to think enough to write an interesting post. :) Sorry.

I am submitting this card to the papertake weekly sketch, to the spoon full of sugar challenge, as well as the pink elephant challenge this week. I paper pieced the sweet baby carriage (by Anita's) with my scrap papers in my big office depot box FULL of scraps, and Bazzil cardstock. I had been making barbie clothes for my daughter yesterday and saved a scrap from the old curtain to use for the baby blanket.

I wanted to share with you with a pic of my sweet boy praising God this past Sunday. he does this sometimes, but he held his arm up through the entire praise and worship service. My arm started hurting watching him. He held it high and sang. It was so sweet and I was so proud to see him praising God.

And I will leave you with this. I know all of you have prayed and been there for my daughter in so many ways. Thank you for your love, support, and well wishes. I have to tell you a little about what God has done for her. She continued to get the same infection over and over. I was a wreck and realized i had not fully given her, this to God. I was spoken to through a sermon 2 Sundays ago. God told me i had been given a promise, but I felt in my heart that it would never come. I felt unworthy and that he would not to this for me, for my daughter. I had been holding onto a 'dead' promise. He spoke of how sometimes you feel like when you pray it feels like your words are hitting the ceiling and coming right back to you. All lies Satan was using to manipulate and deceive me. At the end the pastor asked what you do with a dead promise. he said you can either hold on to it, bury it, or take it back to the promise giver. I carried my daughter and laid her at the foot of the cross. I gave her back to God and we prayed and praised together. My mom told me to leave it there and not to take it back home with me. I did just that for the first time. I came home feeling good. no weight, no anxiety. I had moments throughout the next days, but I told Satan to get behind me and continued to move forward. Since that day she has done nothing but get better and better. She is happy, her skin is clearing up, the infection is gone. God healed my baby and I just wanted to take this moment to thank him and share this with you. God is so good!