Hey bloggers Rita Barakat here with an idea on how to use those
12 x12 acrylic sheets from Clear Scraps!
Because the acrylic is clear I was able to place it on top of the tears I drew on my page
and trace the shape directly on the acrylic with a sharpie. I cut out the tears with a scissors.
I colored the tears with
Alcohol inks and glued them onto my page with Gel Medium.
The words are actually written on the page underneath- it's a really fun effect!
The words are actually written on the page underneath- it's a really fun effect!
What could you do with acrylic sheets – I have done fairy wings and tears, how about you?
The journaling is from a song called
Blessings by Laura Story.
Songwriter: Laura Mixon Story
We pray for blessings, we pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep.
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering.
All the while, You hear each spoken need
yet love is way too much to give us lesser things.
'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops?
What if Your healing comes through tears?
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near?
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise?
We pray for wisdom, Your voice to hear.
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near.
We doubt Your goodness, we doubt Your love
as if every promise from Your Word is not enough.
And all the while You hear each desperate plea
And long that we'd have faith to believe.
'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops?
What if Your healing comes through tears?
And what if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near?
And what if trials of this lifeAre Your mercies in disguise?
When friends betray us,
when darkness seems to win we know that pain reminds this heart
that this is not, this is not our home. It's not our home.
'Cause what if Your blessings come through raindrops?
What if Your healing comes through tears?
And what if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You're near?
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life is the revealing of a greater thirst
this world can't satisfy?
And what if trials of this life,
the rain,
the storms,
the hardest nights –
are Your mercies in disguise?
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