Monday, April 22, 2013


Pray without ceasing -1 Thessalonians 5:17

It seems I've been in this rut of sorts.

And to be honest, I didn't even know I was in it.

Last week, I began to sense an urgency to pray for my family.

Dont get me wrong, I pray for my family...

I pray that they have a blessed day that there would be protection over them.

But what about really pray? About the specifics. About the things that I dream and desire for God to do in their lives?

Have I become satisfied with the "God is great" type prayers we learn as a child?

And what is my reaction to blessing or to tragedy? Is my immediate reaction to go to God, or to spread the news to my coworkers?

I think sometimes we get burnt out on prayer. We pray and we pray and we aren't getting the results we are looking for.

We pray for someone to find a job, and 6 months later they are still looking. We pray for someone to be healed, and they die anyway. We pray for restoration but we are still tied down by anger and bitterness...

Maybe just maybe we should stop acting like we know what's best.

Maybe Gods plan is better.

Maybe his silence isn't to make you feel alone, but rather to get you to more diligently seek his face.

Maybe his no means its not the right time.

Maybe he hasn't said yes, because you aren't willing to take the next step...

Maybe prayer isn't simply to convince God to do what we want.

Maybe in the process of making our requests known to God, it really changes us...

Changes our hearts our minds our perspective...

So try... Just give it a whirl. Pray without ceasing. At every opportunity. At every moment you would be compelled to gossip, tell God instead...

Maybe this is the change you've been waiting for. Maybe this is the step God has been waiting for you to take...

"In prayer it is better to have a heart without words, than words without a hearty"-Gandhi

Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Tragedy strikes

Tragedy is around every corner it seems.

I feel as if I've lived in a time where school shootings and bombings have become almost too common.

But being that I studied in the field of behavioral science, I can't help but think about the psyche of the individuals who take upon themselves to commit such heinous crimes.

My mind begins to wonder towards the Freudian perspective... Maybe they had issues with their mother. Maybe they weren't hugged and loved as a child.

I find myself internally debating nature versus nurture. If maybe individuals are simply genetically predispositioned to act as if they do or possibly have they been brought up in a world that encourages hatred and revenge.

People are capable of atrocious acts.

People are capable of rape, theft, murder, and genocide...

People suck...

But more than ever, I'm just encouraged to love people.

Maybe there are genetic predispositions that play a role, but maybe how we treat each other really does make a difference.

Individuals who made decisions to bring guns to school and open fire on their classmates have never been the popular kids.

It's been the freaks, the rejects, the ostracized...

Always with an agenda. Always with a score to settle...

I would never in anyway condone or try to make light of any lives that have been lost in these tragedies...

But what if these individuals felt loved and accepted. What if they felt hope and confidence instead of hopelessness and doubt?

What if I told you that you could personally prevent another tragedy...

"A lot of you cared, just not enough..."

What if we started truly loving people. With no agenda, without the goal to get them saved, but we just loved them?

What if people saw Christians as loving selfless individuals, rather than judgmental hypocrites?

I think about how drastically this could change the world...

But I have to remember, it starts with me...

It starts with letting go of grudges and hate and prejudice.

It starts with putting others before myself.

It starts with letting go of all my preconceived notions of how the world is, and realizing that I can make a difference.

It starts with love.

Will you join me?

My prayers go out to Boston...

"Yesterday I was clever so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I'm changing myself"

Friday, April 5, 2013


It seems there is a lot of noise in this world.

Not necessarily negative. Just noise.

Lots of noise about politics and government and insurance.

Noise about protecting animals from abuse and neglect.

Noise about celebrities and who they are married to this week.

We hear noise about the latest fashion trends.

Noise about the job market and the economy.

Noise about abortion.

To be honest, it gets a bit overwhelming with everyone having their own opinion... Their own spin on the subject.

It seems to all get jumbled together, because everyone wants to be heard.

Everyone starts to present their arguments more boldly than before.

But it would seem that all the voices simply get lost in the madness.

Because when everyone is yelling, no one is being heard.

What if instead of yelling to be part of the argument we took a different approach?

What if instead, we took a step back and presented our ideas with love and respect for those we don't agree with?

What if we took the time to research and gain a real understanding of why we believe what we believe instead of simply repeating verbatim what "momma said"?

I've never seen any persuaded with anger and hatred.

What if we simply refuse to add to the noise?

Maybe then we could make a difference.

Just some food for thought.

"Raise your words, not your voice"

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Date night

I know, date night sounds so sweet and romantic right?

You think of a night filled with soft music and candle lit dinners...

And maybe for some that's true.

But honestly, more times than not, date night consists of eating dinner with our 1 year old and catching up on episodes of our favorite show.

The point of our date night isn't really to keep the romance alive so to speak.

The point of date night for us is this:

If we didn't do it, we really wouldn't see each other.

Our schedules are so opposite at the moment that if we didn't set aside time each week to spend with each other, our quality time would only consist of the time we spend sleeping next to each other.

It would be easier sometimes to skip date night. To finish the dishes or do the laundry... Or even go to sleep instead (I love my sleep).

But if we got into the habit of skipping out on time with each other, before long we would be living with strangers.

We would forget things about each other and we would cease learning the new things about them.

And if we became strangers... It would be easier to fall out of love.

Figured out where I'm going with this?

It's time to set aside that quality with Jesus.

Because if you haven't been consistently pursuing that relationship, then it's starting to go south.

Relationships constantly develop. Whether they are growing together or apart. They never cease movement.

So for those who are pursuing your relationship with Jesus, don't ever stop. Because there is so much more and it will just keep getting better.

And for those of you who have maybe allowed time or other priorities to interfere... Know he misses you.

Don't fall out of love.

Don't forget all the reasons you started this journey in the first place.

He loves you so much and he is always available for some quality time with you.

If you love it, it will grow...

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

It's a bird! It's a plane!

"I'm super girl and I'm here to save the world..."

I'm a dreamer.

Sometimes I spend far too much time daydreaming about things I want to do or need to do and far less time actually doing them.

It's the curse of a dreamer.

Because dreaming is easy. It's easy to think to myself or even entertain the ideas and dreams that I have.

But the steps to actually get there... Well I'm not even sure what they are, but I bet they aren't easy!

"I'm fairly certain given a cape and a nice tiara, I could save the world"

I'm going to make a difference. I'm going to change the world. And I'm not simply going to sit around and dream about it.

We were all born with greatness inside of us. We were all born with a purpose.

How different would the world be if Martin Luther King jr didn't fulfill his purpose? Or mother Theresa? What about Mary, the mother of Jesus?

It's time to stop dreaming and start doing.

So if you see me running around in a cape... Don't worry... I'm just saving the world ;)

Monday, April 1, 2013

For me?

but God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us
Romans 5:8

I've heard this verse a million times. Memorized it in Sunday school. Repeated it from a pulpit. Shared it with a friend.

A million times, but yesterday it clicked. I guess I always knew the meaning. But I don't guess I ever fully grasped the concept.

That while I was still in the middle of my mess, while I was still completely unloveable and unworthy, that while I chose to reject his offering... Christ still died for me.

He didn't expect me to be anything or become anything or earn anything. But he died for me.

He didn't deserve death. But I did. He didn't deserve the pain and torture. But I did. And he did for me.

He knew that I would continuously fall short of his glory.

He knew that I would habitually choose my selfish desires over his plans and dreams for my life.

Yet, he still died for me.

He didn't come to condemn us, but he came so that through his sacrifice we wouldn't have to pay the sin debt we owe.

It was too much, too much for any of us to afford on our own. We would never be worthy, and we would never be enough. Never.

While you were still a sinner... While you are still a sinner... Christ died for you.

You could never be good enough. Be his love, his sacrifice makes you complete.

Easter is over... But never forget what he did. Never forget the sacrifice. Never forget how unworthy you are to be a cold of God. Never forget that he died for you...

"The earths saddest day and happiest day were three days apart"

What is Paigerific? I’m glad you asked, although I don’t have an exact definition to offer. Paigerific is my thoughts and my heart. Paigerific is my passion and my fear. Paigerific is my success and my failures. Paigerific is my blood, sweat, and tears. Paigerific is more than just simply word. It’s a million different words all rolled into one. Words like hope, grace, determination, imperfection, love, faith, insecurity… The one word I would use to describe myself? I am Paigerific.


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