We have met the minimum to hold the crop this Saturday at Michaels, Flowood! Woohoo! I would still like to have a couple more croppers. If anyone is interested let me know!
9am-8:45pm, $10.00
Door prizes!
Musings and designs from Renea, who is striving to live like Jesus, is happily married to the man of her dreams, and mom and "grammy" to the most beautiful children in the world! He alone is my rock and my salvation, my fortress where I will never be shaken. Psalm 62:2
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
12 hour crop!
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Downsizing sale . . .
Take a look at my Matildy Jane Designs Facebook page for lots of things I have for sale! Gotta clear out some product.
Friday, September 13, 2013
Another favorite and a little tutorial . . .
Now for a little tutorial . . .
You know all those little paper pieces you end up with after crafting? Come on, you know you have them. And you horde them because ONE DAY you might need them? I really know nothing about that. I've only heard that some of my friends do this. Not me. Yeah, right. lol
Well, here's an idea. You start with a piece of cardstock, any color, doesn't matter. Cut it to the size of your finished embellisment. Run it through a xyron. If you don't have a xyron, you could use any dry adhesive, even a glue stick. I just prefer the xyron. You do have to make sure that the entire piece is covered with sticky.Peel back a little of the plastic covering.
Start placing your strips side by side over the sticky. (I inked first with Distress Ink.) Continue until you have the whole piece covered. Then trim the excess from the back. Viola! A beautiful embellishment from that stuff you thought you should have thrown away but just couldn't bring yourself to do it!Wednesday, September 4, 2013
A few of my favorite things at Michaels right now . . .
Monday, August 19, 2013
Dear blog . . .
Dear blog,
I am so sorry for neglecting you. I'm afraid it will be a while longer before I faithfully check in with you. See, we moved into our RV. We thought we had things figured out for all the high tech gadgets we use. But, alas, as Mr. Murphy would have it, we still don't have internet. And typing from my phone with Mr. Autocorrect is just not fun.
Here is a picture of our new, very much smaller home sweet home. (We are adjusting. No murderous threats . . . Yet. Lol)
Hopefully I will be visiting you regularly soon. Thank you for understanding.
Your long lost friend,
Renea
Monday, June 10, 2013
We are moving . . .
But this move is different. We aren't moving because we found a nicer house or have a job transfer to another city. We are moving because of the crime in our area. After our home being broken into several (I think 7) times, our cars being broken into, even having the plants on our front porch stolen, we are leaving. As you can imagine, this has been an emotional roller coaster for me. I can't tell you the number of people who have told us for years to get out. We kept thinking it was going to get better. We wanted to believe that it would. We love our house. We love our neighbors. We felt we would be betraying them to leave. About a year ago we knew we were going to have to look at moving. We hoped the economy would rebound and our house value would come back up. It hasn't in our area.
A couple of weeks ago at church I went to the altar to pray for peace, for guidance, for strength. My conclusion of that prayer was just, 'Lord, whatever we have to do, wherever we need to go, when I get up from here I need you to help me be ok with it.' The next day we made the tough decision to move, and have set a deadline for ourselves of before school starts in the fall. Since we haven't been able to find anything we feel comfortable with that we can afford, we are moving into our RV. Yep, hubby, me, and our college kid, in an RV. Can anyone say 'family bonding'? lol
I've been journaling some of the emotions and realizations I've had since we made this decision. (More on that later.) We will be renting a storage building so I'm not having to let go of everything I own. But I'm choosing to embrace the opportunity to make some adjustments in my lifestyle. One of these is as I'm getting ready to pack up my home, I'm asking myself this question:
http://matildyjanedesigns.blogspot.com/2011/12/joyful-heart.html
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| Just keep smiling! Newest precious granddaughter. Keeping this sweet face in front of me makes everything happier! |
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
Friday, March 8, 2013
I am moving to the Michaels Store in Flowood, MS!
As of April 1st, I will be teaching the PaperEd Classes in Flowood. Please come by and see me! We will have a Scrap-In (formerly called Crop Night) the first Saturday of each month, 3:00-9:00pm, only $5.00! It includes door prizes, a sketch handout, and lots of fun! Plus you get to use our classroom tools to play with!
I will be posting a list of classes for April next week.
Blessings!
Renea
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
The Wingards do amazing ministry with very little resources. They do the work that most of us would shudder at. This festival isn't about the presents. It's about the opportunity to physically, emotionally, and spiritually touch the lives of 283 children and their families with the love of Jesus!
I know it's been a tough year financially for many of us. And things aren't looking too great for next year either. But look around you, at your home, at your cars, at your . . . stuff. Then just think about your kids only getting 3, that's right, 3 presents for Christmas. Nothing else. Need I say more?
I will be glad to answer any questions. I will do the shopping for you if you want to give money instead of shopping. If you can provide one of the games or booths, that would be awesome. You can message me by this blog, email, facebook, twitter, or call/text me. And Charlotte's number is at the end of the email along with their website. They are a 501c3 charity.
God bless,
Renea
EMAIL FROM CHARLOTTE:
UPDATE!!!! The Happy Birthday, Jesus, Festival is this Sunday on the Dec. 16th at the Trade Mart in Jackson. We have pre-qualified and interviewed 283 children for Christmas wishes and help for their family. WE HAVE ABOUT 73 CHILDREN NOT SPONSORED AT THE TIME OF THIS E-MAIL!
These children are "little lambs" because their Christmas wishes are listed on little lamb cards and are hanging on a Christmas tree at the Flowood Walmart. These children will show up at the festival on Sunday, because it is being given to honor Jesus....... and the needy and homeless children are HIS special invited guests. We do not want them to show up at the festival and have to watch the other children receiving gifts and they have nothing to receive.
Please help us spread the word. If you would like to help, but do NOT want to shop or go out to the Walmart in Flowood, then we would be glad for you to financially support the sponsoring of the child and we will do the shopping.
Just call me at 601-906-1976 and we will arrange to come to you!
To summarize, we need the following:
SPONSORS FOR THE NEEDY CHILDREN (lambs on the tree at Flowood WalMart)
BICYCLES....ALL SIZES
A SANTA SUIT IN XXL
DECORATION TEAM TO DECORATE THE FESTIVAL AREA ON SUNDAY MORNING
A CAKE WALK FOR THE FESTIVAL.....this is the Kid's favorite every year!
ACTION GAMES FOR THE OLDER KIDS AT THE FESTIVAL (football throw, basketball throw, ring toss, bean bag toss)
CHRISTMAS LIGHTS!!!
PHOTOGRAPHER FOR THE FESTIVAL (TWO HOURS)
SOMEONE TO VIDEO THE FESTIVAL (TWO HOURS)
Please spread the word and help us get these needs out. We know there are folks out there wanting to help someone for Christmas.....you may be the key to connect them to us ....social media! word of mouth! workplace! church tonight! e-mail! facebook! call the TV & radio station! ...........just please help us spread the word! There is an old Christian song that I remember! It says, "it only takes a spark to get a fire going, and then all those around can warm up to it's glowing....that's how it is with God's love once you've experienced it You want to spread His love around....you want to Pass It On."
You may be the spark that gets this thing wrapped up and the homeless and needy children will surely be warmed by your love and concern for their needs.
God bless you in a great big way,
Charlotte Wingard Festival Director
cell: 601-906-1976
Charlotte A. Wingard
1279 N. West St. Jackson, MS 39202-2059
Women's Pastor Ministry Co-Director
cell # 601-906-1976
www.wingardhome.org
Friday, November 23, 2012
Creative Chaos and Martha Stewart Markers
Tuesday, November 20, 2012
Enter to win . . .
Friday, November 9, 2012
Friday, September 7, 2012
Monday, September 3, 2012
Lessons in Grace
Why I will Never Be a Manager;
Motherly Instincts and Other Forms of Danger to Society;
Stupid Things that Go Through My Head When I'm Angry;
What NOT to Do;
Let He Who Has No Sin Cast the First Stone;
But, I digress. I'll just stick with the original.
A few weeks ago, upon arriving at a small, local retail establishment, I walked by a car that was parked out front, right next to the sidewalk. The car was running. The windows were partially down in front. There was no one in the driver or passenger seat up front. But, to my shock and horror, there was a small child in a carseat in the back. There were actually two carseats, one with the sleeping child, the other empty.
As you can imagine, my mom/grammy instincts kicked into high gear. I stepped inside, saw the manager and promptly informed him about the situation. Fortunately, he was as concerned as I was. He went outside and immediately took ownership of with the situation. He told me later that the young mother's words were, "I was only going to be in there for 2 minutes. They're twins. I can't handle both of them in the store."
Had it been me who found said young mother, these are the immediate responses to that statement that went through my head:
Calling her an idiot while ripping her hair out at the roots.
Calling the police and accusing her of abandonment.
Screaming something like, 'You can't handle them? Here's a word for you: ADOPTION!!!!!'
Snatching the baby out of the car and the other out of the buggy and tucking one under each arm and
running for it.
I have no idea what I would have actually done had I gotten to her first. But, much to the manager's credit, and the safety of the young mother, cooler heads prevailed. His response was simple and direct.
"Young lady, those 2 minutes could have you crying for the rest of your life."
Needless to say, I'm so thankful that he got to her first. How much more impact that must have had on her than all the angry, violent responses that went through my head. How much more gracious and kind his words were. How much more Christlike his compassionate answer was than my tirade would have been.
I was humbled. I was embarrassed. I saw her as a villain. But I was the one who wanted to act like one.
Yes, I'm still outraged that a mother would leave a sleeping baby in the car, with the car running, outside the door of a retail establishment. She should have known better. Maybe she did know better. But all that aside, it doesn't excuse what would have been my angry outburst toward her. Yes, I believe I needed to act, and quickly, when I saw the child in the car alone. No, my violent reaction would probably not have helped and certainly would not have represented Jesus well. Would I have actually played out my in-head scenarios in real life? I'm not sure. The 'mama lion' gene is a pretty strong one and not something to be messed with.
As I continued to think about this the rest of the day, I was heart-broken at how quickly I ran to judgement. She was young. Very young. She had twins. She may have been a single mom who has no one to help her with her children. She was still a kid herself. She could have chosen to abort those sweet babies. In my anger, offering her help or wisdom never entered my mind. All I saw was the danger to the child.
As Christ followers, we rub shoulders with the world on a different plane than those who don't know Him. We are called to be different, to react differently, to love unconditionally without condoning un-Christlike behavior. At my age, it's easy to forget how young and foolish I once was. This incident may have had more of an impact on me than it did on her. My prayer is that 'in real life' I would have been more loving, more instructive than destructive. I would like to believe that I would have. But I'm just not sure. The whole incident left me with the strong reminder of my loving Father's compassionate response to me. I did nothing to deserve his mercy or forgiveness. But He gave it. Willingly. And when I look at where I am and where I feel I should be, how self-centered and arrogant I can be, I still stand in amazement at His grace. May I grow to be more like Him. And, hopefully, the next time I see a young mother doing something foolish, I will step up and offer something more tangible that will make a difference in her life.
Blessings,
Renea
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Well, tonight I just wanted to pass along this info. I know we are all busy, especially around the holidays. But this is such a great event to get involved with. My family and I help every year and it has become one of the most precious highlights of our Christmas. The year my daughter gave birth to our 1st grand daughter, 3 1/2 weeks early, on the way to the hospital, my daughter said, "Oh, no, Mama! I won't be able to help with the festival now!" Yep. It's that important to us.
Date has been set for the
Happy Birthday, Jesus Festival !!!!!!
Sunday, December 16 th 3 pm until 5 pm
Mississippi Trade Mart on the Jackson Fairgrounds
Evangelism at it's finest....bringing physical help and the gospel to the widows, children, the needy, and the homeless.
reserve your ministry booth today...
our "little lambs" will be available on November 1
"Gonna ba parrrrrtieeeee....whooop! whooop!"
For more info on their ministry, you can visit their website. http://www.wingardhome.org/
Or you can find Charlotte Wingard on Facebook.
Or you can ask me.
So I'll just leave you with this:
If Christmas is really all about Jesus . . .
If Christmas is really all about giving . . .
If Christmas is really about sharing the gospel . . .
And you always thought you might ought to be doing more . . .
Or you wondered how you could help, even if you don't have much money to give . . .
Or you want your children to see how blessed they are . . .
Or you want to teach your children to be more gracious . . .
Or you don't have one spare dime to spend but you still want to help . . .
I could go on and on. I certainly don't have all the answers on how Christmas should be practiced. But I can tell you that my kids have been to and been in lots of Christmas musicals, Christmas programs, done school lessons on Christmas, made gifts for neighbors, family, and friends. All of those are good things. But in all honesty, none of it, all put together, has ever had the impact on them that this festival has.
There are lots of ways to help.
I'd love to help any of you get involved. Feel free to ask questions!
Blessings!
Renea
Sunday, July 15, 2012
http://www.visualnews.com/2012/07/07/scraps-of-denim-transformed-into-beautiful-portraits/
Tuesday, July 10, 2012
Time . . .
"That which we practice daily is what we really believe. All else is religious garbage."
What I practice daily is work. And more work. And still more work. Then I whine and complain about work. Then I feel guilty because all I do is work. Then I feel frustrated about all the things I want to do and don't have time - because of work. I've been praying about this and trying to figure out a reasonable answer. The simple answer is less work. But life isn't so simple.
Last night I found this note I had written recently.
A page from my journal
I edited it somewhat below. But I want to remember that every day I live is a gift from God. I didn't do anything to earn it. I certainly don't deserve it. Yet, He continues to give me another day. Time. A gift. I need to refocus my energy and thoughts to this end.
Time . . .
Occasionally seems to stand still.
But usually flies by.
Savor each hour, each minute.
Don't spend all your days looking so intently toward tomorrow that you miss what today has to offer.
Cherish the good times.
But don't assume that the hard times are of no value.
Each day holds 24 hours in which to grow.
To learn.
To perceive new opportunities.
To remind someone they are loved.
Be not a slave to father time.
Life is but a moment in this world.
Before time began, God was.
Time will end.
He still will be.
Blessings,
Renea






