Taking the old, making it new.
I spent about three hours doing just that. With my mom. Making jewelry. Happy, very happy.
My mom often gets on kicks, something she becomes obsessed with doing, usually under the crafty umbrella. Latest kick is making jewelry. She's recycled this kick from about ten years ago, still has a bunch of the supplies from ten years ago. This time she's been focusing more on taking old and making it new. Or at least she's been collecting the old. Maybe I'm the only one who has taken it and made it new.
Necklaces are my kick. I made five or six tonight. Well, revamped, compiled, restyled five or six. Some I'll keep, some will find other homes. I just enjoyed doing it.
It's the creator in me. I was created to create. I've blogged about this before. It's just one of my very favorite things to think about. I create because my creator creates. He is especially good at taking something old and giving it new life. Or me new life, as the case may be.
Nothing is too tarnished and beat up for Him to love. That is a beautiful thought. He takes my crappy, tarnished heart, gives it a polish, puts it on a new chain, and makes it new. I had forgotten that it was gold until He came along. He never forgets those things, always sees the beauty behind the dirt and grime.
Hopefully my few hours of spending time with my mom means the beads and charms and chains get a second life. They were loved by someone before us, hopefully with this new life they will be loved by someone else.
Until next time, what second life have you been given?
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