Merry Christmas Everyone! I have some happy news today too :)
I have been asked to be a part of the
Our Daily Bread Design Team as a Guest DT member for the months of January and February! I think this is especially fitting to announce Christmas Eve, as Our Daily Bread offers beautiful stamps with a Christian focus, which for me is especially meaningful!
And it's new release time for ODBD....with new stamps coming January 1st. I have a Sneak Peek for you today.
I watercolored this beautiful Cross with the greenery with waterbased markers. I masked the Cross and dove and sponged the background, I wanted it to have the feel of growth in it with all the green. Then I added a light wash on the dove and added Stardust pen to give the bird shimmer, as well as the sentiment tag, which I hope you can see better here...
There is a repeated dove in the designer paper too. Couldn't you see yourself using this card for many occassions? The
Our Daily Bread Design Team girls will have lots of Sneak Peeks for you over the next few days, so be sure to check them out! There are a number of fantastic new people joining the team!
My Christmas Message for You:
I'd like to leave you a with a story my precious Sister-in-law wrote as their Christmas letter a few years ago, she wrote so beautifully, and for me it is a powerful story of the truth of Christmas and why we need the Cross.
"No touching. NONE. NO." This is what our children heard over and over as we prepared for a quick family outing to an expensive knick-knack store in search of that perfect Christmas gift. Upon arriving at the store, we rehearsed the rule one more time. Our 3 year old daughter's wide blue eyes looked up at me as she asked, "Will you touch, Mama?" I looked back at her and casually stated that I could touch because I would be very careful.
Upon entering the store, the kids' eyes glowed with excitement. "Look, Look!" They squealed in delight, leaning into items dangerously in hopes that maybe the item would reach out and touch them. "Too Close! Too Close!" I scolded, initiating another rule. My husband and I shot a knowing glance at each other, agreeing silently to find the gift promptly. We split up to cover as much ground as possible in the least time. After what seemed like hours I happened upon a beautiful, hand-crafted nativity scene. I knelt down to show my two and three year old the delicate pieces. "Look, these are the shepherds. And look!" I exclaimed, "the Magi!" I was turning each piece over gently searching for the price. It was under baby Jesus. I put the baby down again with care, comtemplating the possible gift. Our 3 year old in sheer delight, grabbed the donkey and lifted it up for me to see. "And look Mama! Here's the donkey!" I snatched it quickly from her tiny hands and scolded her. "NO Touching. None. NO!"
I gently reached down to place it back on the shelf when the most unusual thing happened. I DROPPED IT. It fell to the ground, ending with the sound of a crack that echoed throughout the store. Immediately I looked around. The clerk was busy at the till, ringing up a sale. "Now what?" Our three year old asked. "I must tell the clerk I broke it," I said soberly as I picked up the pieces and ushered the girls to my husband. Sheepishly I showed him the damage and he shot me that unmistakable "YOU broke it?" look as he took the kids to a different part of the store, leaving me in line to 'fess up. As the clerk was taking her time gift wrapping something. I thoughtfully considered my options. I wonder if I would have to pay for the entire nativity scene or just one piece? Did the clerk really need to know? I could simply put it back in place and we could leave never to return. After all, it was an accident. I had really tried to be careful, yet still managed to break it. Scripture says "All have sinned and fallen short of the glory of God," I thought to myself. God was reminding me why I needed Jesus so much.
In comparison with God, there was nothing I could possibly do to earn my way to heaven. I would end up dropping that piece, making mistakes- because I was not perfect - as He is perfect. My next thoughts were guilty thoughts. What would I have done if one of the children had broken it? Now here I was - guilty of the very act I would have punished them for, hoping for one thing MERCY. I knew what I deserved, yet my heart longed for mercy.
My waiting was over. I approached the clerk with my hands held outward, revealing the pieces. I looked her in the face and sadly admitted that I had broken it. The clerk took the pieces in her hands, trying to place the figure back together. "How much do I owe you?" I asked. She looked up from the pieces, smiled and said "That's ok" I looked at her, making sure I had heard correctly. Did she just say it was okay to break a part of an expensive nativity scene? She comforted me with another gracious smile and then it registered with me what had just happened. A feeling of relief swept over me, and I smiled back. Of course it wasn't okay, but I was forgiven! She was showing me that wonderful mercy that I had longed for but didn't expect. The clerk's demonstration of mercy and forgiveness reminded me of the reason I celebrate this time of year. God send His one and only Son Jesus to forgive me of my sinful human self and He alone has the power to renew my thoughts and mind, pulling me out of the desperation of life into meaningful, joyful existence with Him. There is mercy. There is forgiveness. There is a perfect gift readily available for all who believe: Jesus.
Praying you experience that hope this day friends, Merry Christmas.
Stamps: Our Daily Bread - Confirmation; Ink: Stazon Black, Stazon Brown, Kiwi Kiss; Paper: Kiwi Kiss, Kiwi Kiss Patterns DSP, Watercolor paper, Chocolate Chip, Chocolate Chip Prints, Cardstock Vellum; Accessories: Big Shot, Texturz Plate, Labels Two, Labels Five Nestabilities, Fancy Tags Shapeabilities, Waterbased Markers, Aqua Painter, Sponge, Eclipse Tape, Stardust Pen, Silver Brads, Kiwi Kiss Satin Ribbon, Button, Dimensionals.
