Recently I purchased a big jar of junk jewelry at Goodwill. It was so fun sorting through all the pieces and I wondered what I would do with two chunky bracelets that are used in this collage. The brass colored pieces were arch shaped and no ideas popped in my head.
You know me, I am always on the hunt for a cool phrase. I found this one on Pinterest : “the knot of friendship can not be broken.” My mind saw a nautical knot that is called a “monkey knot”.
So I made a stylized representation with my brass bracelet pieces and put it on some fancy schmancy scrapbook paper with a pretty gold border. I am giggling when I tell you that if folks can’t figure that it is an artsy knot, then the phrase will tell them. LOL
I remember a saying I learned when I was in Girl Scouts. “Make new friends, keep the old, one is silver and the other’s gold.” When I was making this mixed media collage I thought about my friends through the years. Some who were very close years ago will have to wait for Heaven until we are friends again because we have lost contact for one reason or another.
One of them is Arlene. We were very young newlyweds I was 19 and she was 18. We decided to start a children’s Bible Club at my house every Saturday afternoon in the summer. I don’t remember how many kids showed up, but I do remember how I would have really blown it if not for Arlene.
At the end of the Bible lesson and craft time I quietly gave an invitation for any of the kids to “ask Jesus in their heart.” An 8 year old girl raised her hand which I promptly ignored because I knew from knocking on her door that her father was a Foursquare denomination pastor. I figured since she was a pastor’s kid, she wasn’t sincere! However, Arlene gave me a piercing look so I prayed with the little girl even though I didn’t think she needed to pray.
Many years later I attended a baby shower and a cute young lady came up to me and said “You’re the person who lead me to Jesus.” WOW! Thanks Arlene!!!!! It absolutely would NOT have happened that day if not for her piercing gaze. (That was a close one Lord.)
I haven’t seen Arlene since 1984 as our lives took dramatic turns but I spent a lot of time with her back in the early 70’s. It was one season of friendship. I imagine if we saw each other again we could take up the conversation right where we left off.