New Beginnings

New Beginnings

 “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!”

2 Corinthians 5:17

As 2025 comes to a close, I find myself intentionally focusing on the year ahead. A new year brings new beginnings—a fresh start—and Scripture reminds us that in Christ, we are continually being made new.

God promises that He has a plan for us. His plan is to prosper us, to love us, and to provide exactly what we need. He also reminds us that His ways are higher than our ways, beyond human understanding. What feels impossible to us is always possible with God.

He has proven that truth in my own life time and time again. For a long season, I prayed for God to intervene. There were moments when His silence felt heavy and the challenges felt unbearable. Yet, in His perfect timing, unexpected events unfolded—and blessings followed in ways I never could have imagined.

As I look forward to 2026, I do so with hope and trust in God’s continued guidance. New beginnings for me will include enrolling in online classes, continuing to grow in my new job, spending intentional time with family, and making thoughtful adjustments to my craft business.

Let me say this clearly—my craft business isn’t going anywhere. I’m not closing up shop or disappearing. However, I am making adjustments to ensure I have balance in my life and the time needed to succeed in my coursework and other responsibilities. This season will be about working smarter, not harder.

What to Watch For:

💻Updates to my online presence

🛍A continued focus on customer service

🖋Thoughtful changes as my plan comes together.

Be sure to watch my Facebook page for details as they roll out.

Crafting remains my therapy—my way to de-stress and recharge—so I will absolutely continue creating. I’m incredibly grateful for each and every person who has supported me along the way. Your encouragement means more than you know.

As I step into the new year, I look forward to continuing to help others—whether through my profession, through church, or through creating custom handcrafted products made with care and purpose.

Here’s to new beginnings and trusting God’s plan. 💜

Wonder of wonders

Wonder of Wonders

As I sit in my warm living room, watching the snow fall softly outside while our Christmas tree glows with twinkling lights and ornaments, I’m reminded of Christmas memories from years gone by. My table is scattered with scraps of vinyl, glitter, and half-finished projects as I work on custom Christmas orders, and even in the busyness, my heart keeps circling back to the why behind it all.

I think of the wonder and excitement I felt as a child, eagerly anticipating the reward for having been “good” all year. I remember the sleepless Christmas Eve nights, listening for any sound that might mean gifts were being quietly placed under the tree.

Then I think of the sheer joy of watching my own children light up with excitement over the treasures waiting for them on Christmas morning—the squeals, the wrapping paper everywhere, the sparkle in their eyes. Those moments are precious and beautiful.

Yet, as special as those memories are, they are nothing compared to the wonder the shepherds experienced one starry night in Bethlehem.

Just imagine it: a few ordinary men out in the fields, simply doing their job, tending their sheep. It begins as a normal night—quiet, routine, uneventful. Then suddenly, everything changes.

Out of nowhere, a host of angels appears, dazzling in God’s glory, lighting up the night sky. They tell the shepherds not to be afraid, but to rejoice, because a Savior has been born. Not a distant king, not an unreachable ruler—but a Savior for them, for us.

The angels tell them where to go, and the shepherds hurry to find the baby Jesus, just as they were told—wrapped in swaddling cloths and lying in a manger, with Mary and Joseph nearby in that humble stable.

What a wonder that first Christmas must have been.

God’s only Son, born not in a palace but in a manger. Born so that we might be saved from our sins. Born to bring hope, light, and life to a broken world. Truly, the best gift ever.

As I create and share handmade gifts during this season—cups, pens, ornaments, little treasures meant to bring a smile—I’m reminded that every gift we give is just a tiny reflection of that greatest gift given to us in Bethlehem. My prayer is that each piece I make carries not just sparkle and color, but also a reminder of the hope and love we have in Jesus.

This holiday season, I hope you are able to slow down, look beyond the wrapping paper and busy schedules, and experience the true wonder of the season—the Savior who came near.

> “For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Saviour, which is Christ the Lord.”

— Luke 2:11 (KJV)

Counting Blessings in November

It’s hard to believe ten months of 2025 are already behind us—and in just two short months, we’ll be welcoming a brand-new year! The cooler temps, shorter days, trees shedding their colorful leaves, and that unmistakable hint of pumpkin spice in the air are all reminders that fall is in full swing.

November always feels like a month for reflection. It’s a time to pause and really take stock of our blessings. Life moves fast—between work, family, and daily routines, it’s easy to get caught up in what needs to be done instead of appreciating what’s already been given.

When I stop and look around, I realize just how much God has blessed me. A wonderful, supportive husband. Two phenomenal kids. Parents who raised me to have faith and trust in the Lord. Brothers who will drop whatever they’re doing to help their little sister. Beautiful, sassy nieces and nephews who keep life interesting. A village of coworkers and friends who’ve encouraged and supported me through new chapters. A loving church family and a pastor who helps strengthen my walk with God.

And of course, the opportunity to create—to pour my heart into projects that bring a little joy and sparkle to others. I’m also so thankful for you—my customers, followers, and friends—who have cheered me on and supported my small business journey. Whether you’ve ordered from me, shared a post, or simply followed along, please know how much I appreciate you. I may not always say it enough, but I truly thank God for placing you in my life.

As you begin planning your family gatherings and holiday traditions, I encourage you to take a few quiet moments to pause and reflect on the blessings in your life. Big or small, each one is a gift from a God who provides for every need—home, food, clothes, love, and grace upon grace.

If you’re thinking about gifting something handmade and meaningful this Christmas, now’s the perfect time to start planning. Custom orders will be accepted through November 30th, so I can make sure each piece is crafted with the care and detail it deserves.

“Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good; His love endures forever.” – Psalm 107:1

With gratitude and glitter,

💜 Aimee

Footprints Through Fall

Footprints Through the Fall

One of my favorite poems has always been Footprints in the Sand—that image of a single set of footprints on the beach, paired with the author’s desperate question: “Lord, where were You when I needed You most?” Only to learn that in those moments, God wasn’t distant at all—He was carrying them.

Lately, I’ve been living that poem.

October has come in like a whirlwind. I started a new job. My mom fell, broke her arm, and has been in the hospital and rehab. At church, I joined the handbell choir. I was in band over 40 years ago, so now I’m dusting off long-forgotten music skills.

The days are getting shorter, the air is cooler, pumpkins are popping up on porches, and the trees are quietly slipping into their golden farewell before the leaves fall.

And at the end of each day, my body isn’t just tired—it’s exhausted.   In those moments, I catch myself asking God a very honest question:    You promised not to give me more than I can handle… so how much do You think I can handle, exactly?

But then I remember another promise:

“Come to me, all who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”

Life doesn’t pause when we’re overwhelmed. Yet even in the chaos, God remains in control. He gives us what we need—often before we realize we needed it at all. Sometimes it looks like the wisdom of a doctor. Or help from our village. Or a quiet Sunday afternoon nap. Or simply the beauty of a crisp fall morning that reminds us we’re still being held.

Soon the trees will be bare, and we’ll shift our gaze toward Thanksgiving. But I don’t have to wait for a holiday to be grateful. I can already say this with full certainty: God has carried me through these past few weeks, and I trust Him to keep walking—sometimes beside me, sometimes ahead of me, and sometimes with me cradled in His arms, leaving just one set of footprints in the sand.

Scripture Reminder:

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” — Matthew 11:28

A Season of Change, A Season of Trust

A Season of Change, A Season of Trust

Fall has always been a season of beauty and transformation. The air grows cooler, the days grow shorter, and the trees paint the world with vibrant shades of gold, crimson, and amber. Every year, creation reminds us of God’s perfect design—there is indeed “a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens” (Ecclesiastes 3:1).

This fall feels especially like a season of change for me. After 15 years, my job is being eliminated due to budget reductions. It’s not easy to say goodbye to something that has been such a steady part of my life. Change often brings both pain and possibility, and I am holding both in my heart. At the same time, our church is preparing to say farewell to our pastor, who has accepted an amazing opportunity elsewhere. He is a wonderful shepherd who has poured so much love, wisdom, and truth into our congregation, and he will be deeply missed.

Yet, in the midst of change, God gently reminds me that His plans always prevail. Life on earth may shift and surprise us, but nothing surprises Him. He already knows the road ahead. His Word promises: “For I know the plans I have for you…plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future” (Jeremiah 29:11).

So, while this season comes with some bittersweet goodbyes, I also look forward to what’s ahead: time to create new crafty designs with joy, the anticipation of family gatherings, the beauty and excitement of celebrating our Savior’s birth, and the hope of a brand-new year filled with fresh beginnings.

Change isn’t always easy, but fall reminds us that God makes transitions beautiful. Just as the leaves let go to make way for new life, I’m learning to let go and trust His timing.

Because even when life feels uncertain—God’s plan is certain.

Stronger Than I Look: Finding Strength Through Christ (and a Little Glitter)

Verse of the Month:

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." – Philippians 4:13

Let’s just get this out there—I am not what you'd call “physically strong.” I’ve never been athletic. In fact, I used to joke that when God handed out muscle, I must’ve been in the glitter line instead.

A few weeks ago, I had surgery to repair a torn rotator cuff, and let me tell you... I was reminded (not so gently) of my lack of physical strength. Healing has been slow. My body moves at a different pace these days, and recovery has been humbling. It’s easy to wonder, What if I had taken better care of myself all those years? Would this be easier?

But in the quiet moments—when I can't lift, reach, or do all the physical things I want—I’ve been reminded of something bigger:

God doesn’t measure strength the way we do.

Some people have told me they see strength in me—not in my arms or back, but in my patience, in how I stick with things, how I quietly persevere when life is hard. And truthfully? Those aren’t strengths I naturally recognize in myself. In fact, there have been seasons where I felt so fragile I wondered how I’d make it through another day.

But that’s the key. I didn’t make it through alone.   It’s only because of my faith in God—because He’s given me His Son and the Holy Spirit to walk alongside me—that I’ve made it through the deepest valleys.

We’re empty nesters now, and life’s a little quieter. But challenges still come. And I still need His strength. Every. Single. Day.

God, in His goodness, has also given me the gift of crafting—a place to pour joy, color, and a little sparkle into the world, even when my body is limited. When I create, I feel a kind of strength rise up—not physical strength, but the kind that comes from purpose, peace, and the steady presence of the Holy Spirit.

So no, I’m not a bodybuilder. But through Christ?

I am strong enough.

Stronger than I look. Stronger than I feel.

Because His strength is made perfect in my weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9), and I’ll take that kind of strength any day.

Stronger Than I Look: Finding Strength Through Christ (and a Little Glitter)

Stronger Than I Look: Finding Strength Through Christ (and a Little Glitter)

Verse of the Month:

"I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." – Philippians 4:13

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Let’s just get this out there—I am not what you'd call “physically strong.” I’ve never been athletic. In fact, I used to joke that when God handed out muscle, I must’ve been in the glitter line instead.

But a few weeks ago, I had surgery to repair a torn rotator cuff, and let me tell you... I was reminded (not so gently) of my lack of physical strength. Healing has been slow. My body moves at a different pace these days, and recovery has been humbling. It’s easy to wonder, What if I had taken better care of myself all those years? Would this be easier?

But in the quiet moments—when I can't lift, reach, or do all the physical things I want—I’ve been reminded of something bigger:

God doesn’t measure strength the way we do.

Some people have told me they see strength in me—not in my arms or back, but in my patience, in how I stick with things, how I quietly persevere when life is hard. And truthfully? Those aren’t strengths I naturally recognize in myself. In fact, there have been seasons where I felt so fragile I wondered how I’d make it through another day.

But that’s the key. I didn’t make it through alone.  It’s only because of my faith in God—because He’s given me His Son and the Holy Spirit to walk alongside me—that I’ve made it through the deepest valleys.

We’re empty nesters now, and life’s a little quieter. But challenges still come. And I still need His strength. Every. Single. Day.

God, in His goodness, has also given me the gift of crafting—a place to pour joy, color, and a little sparkle into the world, even when my body is limited. When I create, I feel a kind of strength rise up—not physical strength, but the kind that comes from purpose, peace, and the steady presence of the Holy Spirit.

So no, I’m not a bodybuilder. But through Christ?

I am strong enough.

Stronger than I look. Stronger than I feel.

Because His strength is made perfect in my weakness (2 Corinthians 12:9), and I’ll take that kind of strength any day.