Old rugged cross

I'm so in love with this photo from Shelby Robinson Photography, as soon as I saw it, it reminded me of this old Hymn as I felt the words so appropriate and true to my heart. Dress by Vendetta Couture   "On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross, The emblem of suff’ring and shame; And I love that old cross where the Dearest and Best For a world of lost sinners was slain. So I’ll cherish the old rugged cross, Till my trophies at last I lay down; I will cling to the old rugged cross, And exchange it someday for a crown. Oh, that old rugged cross, so despised by the world, Has a wondrous attraction for me; For the dear Lamb of God left His glory above To bear it to dark Calvary. In that old rugged cross, stained with blood so divine, A wondrous beauty I see, For ’twas on that old cross Jesus suffered and died, To pardon and sanctify me. To the old rugged cross I will ever be true; Its shame and reproach gladly bear; Then He’ll call me someday to my home far away, Where His glory forever I’ll share."
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The Spark

There was a time in my life (believe it or not) when I was not immersed in the magical world of fantasy or creativity. It felt like something was missing, but I couldn't understand how I could feel so close to God, yet still have a hole, a sort of void or lack of purpose. It wasn't until I was 7 months pregnant with Elora (Dimples) that I was fortunate enough to be hit with a creative whirlwind. I say it was her, sprinkling her pixie dust in the womb as I made flower crowns for her fairy garden baby shower. As I sat on the couch, belly sticking out to Timbuktu, I became engulfed with a sense of joy. How silly to have felt that way over something seemingly insignificant. Ever since that day, this creative force has never left me. Sure, seasons come and go and dry spells occur, but it is constant. I never could have imagined that I would make a living doing not just what I love, but what I ache for. When I create something, whether a crown, a photo, or a makeup look, I hope to share a glimpse of that magical world I live in. Not a day goes by where I am not surrounded by imagination. Whether it is a concept in my head, the result of the days creation, my 4 year old informing us that her dinner is really "troll brains," or "dragon eyes," or me constantly asking, "Have you seen my elf ears anywhere?!" Yes, this is a magical household. People seem to think that having children somehow makes you lose yourself or your freedom. I say I didn't find myself or my creative freedom until my fairy princess showed me the way. It is my hope that with every post or creation you see more than something "pretty." When you see my eyes - I hope you discover the soul of a dreamer, blurring lines between reality and fantasy, with a vision of hope. When you see my lips, I hope you see the passion and love I am surrounded by in my life. I don't want my existence to be a superficial fame based on likes and how well I apply my makeup...what an empty way to live. Wherever you are in life...it is always possible to find your calling, maybe when you least expect it. Wishing you wings of wonder, and pixie dust plunder, Freckles
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Fiery Fairy Queen

"Stronger than steel Is the sword of the Spirit; Swifter than arrows The light of the truth is, Greater than anger Is love, and subdueth!" ~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow In a world of darkness, armed with the Spirit, light and love, she holds fast to her honor, clinging to her strength within. Nothing will overcome her, for she is armed with the favor of the Almighty. The winds sweep in justice for the weak, and reign blessings down from above. Her purpose is as clear as the flames upon her hand, vivid and full of life. Mistress of Autumn's night, bring forth your light! ~Freckles Photo by Shelby Robinson Photography Model, MUA, Crown: Freckles Fairy Chest Dress: Vendetta Couture For more information on the photo manipulation process please visit Shelby Robinson Photography  
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