Praying without words

I'm posting today from Eureka, with a card I am sharing also on Stamping Sisters in Christ.  I hadn't thought I would have time to make a card this weekend as we were planning to do a bonfire last night with a bunch of friends, so I expected to be catching up on everything else today I hadn't done while preparing for it.  However, a friend mentioned to me that  our town has a burn ban right now, so, no bonfire.  We had a surprise visit from our daugther and two friends, however, so it was still a wonderful night!

The Stamping Sister's in Christ challenge was simply to add some sparkle.  So I decided to get out my glitter -- something I have done maybe three times in ten years, lol, I'm not much of a glitter fan!  But I had fun with this card ... especially when I realized that two of the glitter sheets I owned - and have not used at all in the five or more years I have owned them -- were perfect matches for the glitters I had already chosen before remembering the glitter sheets existed!   I found it while looking for background paper, where I also unexpectedly found the cool copper material (not exactly cardstock, but not orinary paper).  All in all, I was satisfied with my simple card.

The first card I made with glitter was a waste; the glitter clung to the embossed image of clear on black, which is what my first desire was for the image.  I then tried the copper, and after embossing, decided to let it sit for a much longer time than I had the clear.  The very time I embossed, I had done clear embossing with black powder, and decided to see if gel pens would give the glitter look I sought.   It didn't, but I liked it, and while the copper cooled, I finished the second card.  My photographing job does not show the beautiful emerald green of the unique, foil-like background paper, and the glitter pens worked much nicer than you see here.  Still, I wanted to include it just because it's a very different look than the other card, despite the near identical layouts.

When I went to Houghton College in the early eighties, I had a friend who would let me sit behind his piano in one of the music rooms.   He was a composition major, and wrote absolutely beautiful piano pieces.  When he played, despite the fact that he was not singing, the music clearly was centered on the Lord, and I worshipped as I listened.  So although texts like the one of this stamps can sometimes seem trite, I find truth in it.