Onto a canvas, I Mod Podged (yes, verb tense of "Mod Podge") old book pages and a piece of Newspaper from Thailand.
I added one piece of tissue paper over the pages for texture.
After the glue dried, I sponged white acrylic paint over the whole canvas. Sometimes I try to imagine crafts that I can do just to accommodate my giant sponge. Just my favorite.
Then, I cut out some paper letters. Good thing you were not around for the weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth that goes along with making letters.
I used my (you guessed it) favorite sponge to paint blue/teal over the letters...
Peel back the letters, and there you go!
Isaiah 58:11 The Lord will guide you continually. He will satisfy your desire in broken and scorched places. He will make your bones strong. He will make you likea spring of water whose waters do not fail.
You see, last summer when I went to Thailand, I heard Isaiah 58:11 for the first time. Suddenly Hope was even more than the innocent eyes of a 12 year old girl rescued from prostitution. Hope became a promise. A promise to me.
Last week, our family experienced a very decisive split. The period at the end of a sentence, if you will. I am thankful even yet, and praising the Lord for His provision because I know that He is up to something better than what I see. When I can't trace His hand, I trust His heart, and His heart for me is good. What can I do but celebrate his massive, off-the-charts love for me in every season?