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Star War Valentine Printables

Grab this fun bookmark printable and attach a pixie stick or glow stick for a fun lightsaber and you are ready to for Valentine's Day!

I am always wanting to save ink so the 'ink saver' options is great too!

Shark Bait and Shark Repellent Party Printables

Best be prepared in case any sharks come your way! Perfect for any birthday party or shark themed event!

Perfect for attaching to bags of mini goldfish crackers

Water Bottle Wrapper

And you can never be too cautions with a hand sanitizer label :)

Click here to download the PDF's for free

Appreciation Tags- FREE DOWNLOAD

I needed some quick and easy teacher appreciation tags since the usual traditionalness is a little out this year with Covid 19. So I have a

"Thank you for being so FANTA-stic" tag that you can attach to a bottle of Fanta soda and slip in a bag with some candy and card for a quick drop off gift ;)

and another tag with the saying " We are in GOOD HANDS with you!" Attach it to a bottle of nice soap, hand sanitzer (if you can find any- lol) or some really good smelling lotion!

These might be a little late for 2020 but these are good for anytime of the year and not just for teachers so enjoy!!

Wonderland Bookmarks - FREE DOWNLOAD

So I have decided it is time for me to go a different direction with my Etsy shop and I am offering these printables as free! Click on them then 'save image is'. If you want a PDF version please message me at dew_this@yahoo.com :) THANKS!

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Star Wars Read Bookmarks- FREE DOWNLOAD

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Wizard of Oz bookmarks- FREE DOWNLOAD

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Artic Animal Friends Fact Bookmarks- FREE DOWNLOAD!

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Fire Safety Bookmarks - FREE Download

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Be a Duck and don't forget to P.R.E.E.N. daily!

This idea came to me years ago and I just couldn't stop thinking about it! So I made a printable and handout to remember the idea! I hope you can use it!

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Click to download handout size

D.O.T.S.- UPDATED

Hey! Longtime since I posted over here- life is sure busy! I see that my original D.O.T.S. post is still one of the most popular on my blog! Here is an updated post to see where all the downloads and printables are available. I have also done a set for the poem Footprints in the Sand with a download card in different colors as well as a bookmark! Enjoy and please feel free to comment if you have any questions!

DOTS- Button Main Theme

DOTS- Buttons with actions

Footprints in the Sand - Bookmark

Footprints in the Sand- Handout

This collection was so fun to create- don't hesitate to contact me if you have an idea YOU would like me to create for you!

Have a great day!

Easter Week {Day 5}

The Day of Fellowship

As we think of all that Christ has done for us through his perfect example and Atoning sacrifice- here is a story to remind us of the realization of what He did for US.

For YOU

for ME

The Room

In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no features except for the one wall covered by small index card files. These files stretched from floor to ceiling and went endlessly in both directions. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read, "Boys I Have Liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names on each one. I then realized where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system of my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in every detail. A sense of wonder and curiosity mixed with horror stirred within me as I began opening files and looking at their contents. Some brought joy and sweet memories, others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I looked over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named, "Friends" was next to the one marked, "Friends I Have Betrayed". The titles ranged from he mundane to the weird, "Books I Have Read", "Lies I Have Told", "Comfort I Have Given", "Jokes I Have Laughed At", "People I Have Hurt". Some were almost funny in their exactness. "Things I Have Done in Anger", :Things I Have Muttered Under MY Breath at My Parents".

Often there were many more cards than I expected. Sometimes, fewer than I had hoped. I was overwhelmed by the volume of life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my young life to write each of these thousands or millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth, each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature.

When I pulled out the file marked, "Songs I Have Listened To", I realized the files grew to contain the contents. The cards were packed tightly, yet after two or three yards I hadn’t found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much of the quality of the music, but more by the amount of time I knew it represented. When I came to the file marked, "Lustful Thoughts", I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out inch by inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at the details. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. A rage broke through me. "No one must see these cards. No one must ever see this room. I have to destroy them." In a frenzy, I yanked the file out. Its size didn’t matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. I took it out and pounded it on the floor. Not a single card would come out. I desperately pulled out a card and tried to rip it, but it was as strong as steel. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a sigh, then I saw it. The title, "People I Have Shared the Gospel With". The handles were brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand.

And then the tears came. I began to cry. Sobbing so deep it hurt my stomach. I fell on my knees and cried out in shame. The rows of shelves whirled around me. No one must ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please, not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus! I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards. I couldn't bear to watch His response. In the moments that I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this wasn't a pity that angered me. I dropped my head and began to cry again. But He didn’t say a word. He just cried with me. Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, he took out a card and one by one He began to sign His name over mine. "NO!: I shouted, rushing at Him. All I could find to say was, "NO, NO", as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn’t be on those cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, so alive. The name JESUS covered mine. It was written with His blood.

He gently took the cards back. He smiled a sad smile and began to sign all the cards. I do not think I will ever understand how he did it so quickly. But, the next instance it seemed, I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished", I stood up and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on the door. There are still cards to be written. --

Easter Week {Day 4}

The Day of Rest

We all have bad days- it's part of life

When those days come who do you turn to?

Aquaintances?

Friends?

All I Would Ever Need

I had always felt like a misfit in school. My friends, although good and true friends, were not in the crowd of popular kids in school. Besides, I was sure I was funny looking. I just didn't fit the mold. Parading constantly before my eyes was "the fun group" - the popular kids always laughing and whispering, never sad or depressed, skipping their way through school, the best of friends. Teachers loved them, boys loved them, the whole school loved them. I worshipped them and wanted to be just like them. I dreamed of the day that they would accept me. My dream came true when I turned fourteen and I tried out for the cheerleading squad. To my surprise, I was chosen. Almost instantly, I was thrust into the "in crowd". I felt like a butterfly coming out of a cocoon. I changed my hair and the way I dressed. Everyone thought the change in me was fantastic - new clothes, a new group of friends and a new outlook on life. Almost overnight, the whole school knew who I was, or at least they knew my name. There were parties and sleepovers, and of course, cheering at the games. I was finally one of the popular kids. Everyone I had hoped to know, I knew. Everything I had wanted to be, I was. Something strange was happening to me, however. The more I was included with the "in crowd" the more confused I became. In reality, these people were far from perfect. They talked behind each others backs while they pretended to be best friends. They rarely had a truly good time but smiled and faked it. They cared about what I was wearing and who I was seen with. But they didn't care about who I was, what I believed in, what my dreams were or what made me who I was. It was a shock to see them as they really were, instead of as I had "thought" they were. I began to feel a huge sense of loss and disappointment. But worst of all, I realized that I was becoming just like them, and I didn't like what was happening at all. I had to get my life back in order. I concentrated first on finding out who my real friends were, the ones who listened and who really cared about me. They were the only ones who really mattered. I stayed with cheerleading because I really enjoyed it. But I stopped hanging around with only the popular kids, and I widened my circle of friends. I found out that my real friends had never left me. They were simply waiting for me to come to my senses. I finally realized that my original friends were all I would ever need.

Easter Week {Day 3}

The Day of Conflict

We are all brothers and sisters - do we treat each other as such?

Today we have the lyrics from a beautiful song by Janice Kapp Perry- one of my favorite songwriters!

His Image in Your Countenance

Janice Kapp Perry

With no apparent beauty that man should Him desire,
He was the promised Savior to purify with fire.
The world despised His plainness But those who followed Him
Found love and light and purity; A beauty from within.

(chorus)
Have you received His image in your countenance?
Does the Light of Christ Shine in your eyes?
Will he know you when He comes again because you shall be like Him,
When he sees you will the Father know His child?

We seek for light and learning as followers of Christ
That all may see His goodness reflected in our lives.
When we receive His fullness and lose desire for sin
We radiate His perfect love, A beauty from within.

(chorus)
Have you received His image in your countenance?
Does the Light of Christ Shine in your eyes?
Will he know you when He comes again because you shall be like Him,
When he sees you will the Father know His child?

The ways of man may tempt us and some will be deceived,
Prefering worldly beauty, Forgetting truth received,
But whisprings of the Spirit remind us once again
That lasting beauty, pure and clear must come from deep within.