<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393</id><updated>2012-02-12T14:40:39.409-06:00</updated><category term='Social Media'/><category term='Parties'/><category term='Motherhood'/><category term='Selah'/><category term='Missions'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Musings'/><category term='Interruptions'/><category term='Ministry'/><category term='Family'/><category term='One Thousand Gifts'/><category term='Decor'/><category term='One Word 365'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Women'/><category term='Trust'/><category term='Preaching'/><category term='Prayer'/><category term='Scripture'/><category term='Purpose'/><category term='Human trafficking'/><category term='Gratitude'/><category term='Where I Am'/><category term='Pursue'/><category term='Story'/><category term='Obedience'/><category term='Lent'/><category term='Zoe'/><category term='Travels'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Project 365'/><category term='Abide'/><category term='India'/><category term='Funny'/><title type='text'>Becoming Paige</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>203</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-501100852330222246</id><published>2012-02-12T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-12T14:40:39.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Lovely Week - Tents, Toes, and Tons of Love</title><content type='html'>This week is mostly pictures of Selah and the many ways her daddy spoils her...I think it is fitting as we are a couple days away from Valentine's Day - he definitely loves her well!&amp;nbsp; And he loves her momma well too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2t4JujsWlI0/TzgdXTRp-JI/AAAAAAAABuw/upw0D42GwDM/s1600/Day+71+-+02-03-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2t4JujsWlI0/TzgdXTRp-JI/AAAAAAAABuw/upw0D42GwDM/s640/Day+71+-+02-03-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 71 - One of Selah's favorite things right now is playing in the car - especially pretending that she is driving.&amp;nbsp; So, what fun it was when her daddy let her "drive" in our church parking lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kawc5B7H2yY/Tzgdenwu9bI/AAAAAAAABu4/tjXuvl374b8/s1600/Day+72+-+02-04-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kawc5B7H2yY/Tzgdenwu9bI/AAAAAAAABu4/tjXuvl374b8/s640/Day+72+-+02-04-12.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 72 - Another new joy is building tents!&amp;nbsp; Almost every night Josh and Selah make a new tent - this is when they were creating one of their fortresses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iYIX9wuhrI/TzgdlwHZa8I/AAAAAAAABvA/G9HFqQhllhE/s1600/Day+73+-+02-05-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3iYIX9wuhrI/TzgdlwHZa8I/AAAAAAAABvA/G9HFqQhllhE/s640/Day+73+-+02-05-12.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 73 - Just having a little yogurt...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1Fx0BReIE4/Tzgdq46pi4I/AAAAAAAABvI/R1IW_kX6kN0/s1600/Day+74+-+02-06-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p1Fx0BReIE4/Tzgdq46pi4I/AAAAAAAABvI/R1IW_kX6kN0/s640/Day+74+-+02-06-12.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 74 - This was Monday of this week and Mondays are sometimes hard because I have about an hour at home with my precious girl between work &amp;amp; teaching a class.&amp;nbsp; Mostly we take that time just to snuggle...here we are side by side (oh, and this will have to count as my weekly picture of myself).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkYigIh1dbU/Tzgdv_RkaVI/AAAAAAAABvQ/D4vqvzutibE/s1600/Day+75+-+02-07-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="448" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QkYigIh1dbU/Tzgdv_RkaVI/AAAAAAAABvQ/D4vqvzutibE/s640/Day+75+-+02-07-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 75 - My girl is quite the colorer now (did you happen to see the picture I posted this week on facebook &amp;amp; twitter?).&amp;nbsp; Yep, we are trying to keep the coloring to paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hsi_DDyYZQA/Tzgd21B-3RI/AAAAAAAABvY/PPXcAOeQx1E/s1600/Day+76+-+02-08-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hsi_DDyYZQA/Tzgd21B-3RI/AAAAAAAABvY/PPXcAOeQx1E/s640/Day+76+-+02-08-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 76 - This is technically NOT day 76 - woops!&amp;nbsp; I didn't take a picture this Wednesday...it was non-stop and I just never thought to pull out the camera.&amp;nbsp; So, I thought I would share one of my favorite pics from this week.&amp;nbsp; This is Selah with her cousins Peyton &amp;amp; Molly riding a toy at the mall!&amp;nbsp; I'm so thankful that Selah has such wonderful cousins in her life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bLcv03yp66M/TzgeAiLPw7I/AAAAAAAABvg/1n9UIDukxKg/s1600/Day+77+-+02-09-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bLcv03yp66M/TzgeAiLPw7I/AAAAAAAABvg/1n9UIDukxKg/s640/Day+77+-+02-09-12.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 77 - We went to visit my Mema on Thursday and Mema&amp;nbsp; had other visitors as well.&amp;nbsp; My 5-year old niece Ava was showing off her new reading skills &amp;amp; Selah was captivated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPkJXESVo2w/TzgeF2WwovI/AAAAAAAABvo/ii4Y8QBurBg/s1600/Day+78+-+02-10-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IPkJXESVo2w/TzgeF2WwovI/AAAAAAAABvo/ii4Y8QBurBg/s640/Day+78+-+02-10-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 78 - We've been talking to Selah about her upcoming birthday party and she is most excited that I mentioned we might have a Yo Gabba Gabba party...so excited in fact, that we printed off some free Gabba cards online &amp;amp; she was excited to play!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is a peek into our week!&amp;nbsp; I hope you had a lovely week as well - I am currently getting over a stomach bug and watching the snow fall in giant, fluffy flakes.&amp;nbsp; Can't wait to see what your weeks looked like &amp;amp; I pray next week is filled with moments of love and joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link Up Below! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=130963" type="text/javascript"&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-501100852330222246?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/501100852330222246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=501100852330222246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/501100852330222246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/501100852330222246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/02/lovely-week-tents-toes-and-tons-of-love.html' title='A Lovely Week - Tents, Toes, and Tons of Love'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2t4JujsWlI0/TzgdXTRp-JI/AAAAAAAABuw/upw0D42GwDM/s72-c/Day+71+-+02-03-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-540070251105805601</id><published>2012-02-06T09:22:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-06T09:22:39.336-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Thousand Gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>How Do You Give Thanks?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have not shared my gifts in quite a while, but theycontinue to mount as I see the goodness and grace of God at every corner.&amp;nbsp; Today, as I often do on Mondays I contemplatethe gifts in my life and give thanks to start off another week…and today, I’mvery aware of the many gifts that have been brought into my life by thepresence of one person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today, as I head into my office…it will be the first time in7 years that I will not get to brainstorm, laugh with, and even boss around abit a woman who started 7 years ago as my assistant and now is most definitelymy friend.&amp;nbsp; So my blog today is to letyou all know about the many gifts God graced me with over the last seven yearsin the form of Kyla Osborne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2FtuCdyHfw/TyxKXmbh7PI/AAAAAAAABtw/A48CtlewXvU/s1600/IMG_5900.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2FtuCdyHfw/TyxKXmbh7PI/AAAAAAAABtw/A48CtlewXvU/s640/IMG_5900.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today I wonder…&lt;b&gt;How do you give thanks to someone who…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Believes in you – who fights your battles alongside you andhonors you (even when you are a bit hormonal or wrong)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Makes you laugh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Makes you think from a new perspective – as she honestlyshares her own opinions and view&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Gives you fashion advice and ensures that you do not go toofar into the mommy-wear zone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Opens her heart to the things that stir your own – opens itso widely that those passions…that desire for justice becomes alive in her ownheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8G-mkxSBP94/TyxMGqdjM-I/AAAAAAAABug/rHrsjCOYwlQ/s640/IMG_0129.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrc2ALA6FRw/TyxMKOxwgkI/AAAAAAAABuo/dx1c3hAAvec/s1600/Thai+India+08+575.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xrc2ALA6FRw/TyxMKOxwgkI/AAAAAAAABuo/dx1c3hAAvec/s640/Thai+India+08+575.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;How do you give thanks to someone who…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Faces some of life’s cruelest battles – the loss of a lovedone…the loss of a hoped for dream…cancer…and yet, continues to move forward – winningthose battles…and facing the pain that accompanies each while still faithful todo the job and do it well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is more talented than most will ever know…who has more giftsthat she will ever admit to herself…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Is honest with their faith – and yet never walks away –choosing instead to wrestle and ask the hard questions so that the faithbecomes more genuine and true&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you give thanks when words are not enough?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m not sure I know how…but after 7 years, I give thanks todayto the One who brought this friend into my life.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I give thanks to Kyla by encouraging herto GO!&amp;nbsp; May you continue to dream BIG andyet see the beauty in the ordinary.&amp;nbsp; Mayyou find joy and peace and fulfillment in all that your hands touch.&amp;nbsp; May you continue to grow in faith and graceand in knowing Him.&amp;nbsp; And as you do, mayHe open doors that your heart longs for most – using those gifts and talentsand incredible fashion sensethe way you were created to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-540070251105805601?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/540070251105805601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=540070251105805601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/540070251105805601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/540070251105805601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/02/how-do-you-give-thanks.html' title='How Do You Give Thanks?'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-i2FtuCdyHfw/TyxKXmbh7PI/AAAAAAAABtw/A48CtlewXvU/s72-c/IMG_5900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-649679253454582893</id><published>2012-02-03T14:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T14:44:05.302-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><title type='text'>It's February!  Finding Love in the Simple: Project 365</title><content type='html'>Project 365 Continues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3g8ifks91M/TywHGLH8P_I/AAAAAAAABtA/sMNjVhjOyLg/s1600/Day+65+-+01-28-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3g8ifks91M/TywHGLH8P_I/AAAAAAAABtA/sMNjVhjOyLg/s640/Day+65+-+01-28-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 65 - This is what I came home to after preaching on Saturday night.&amp;nbsp; This is one of Selah's favorite hiding spots at the moment.&amp;nbsp; She can wiggle right into this cabinet shutting the door and waiting until we discover her.&amp;nbsp; I'm glad she is not afraid of the dark, but don't love this new desire found in hiding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EP-ER5N-J4o/TywHNv1CUkI/AAAAAAAABtI/YlTRh0FdkXc/s1600/Day+66+-+01-29-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EP-ER5N-J4o/TywHNv1CUkI/AAAAAAAABtI/YlTRh0FdkXc/s640/Day+66+-+01-29-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 66 - What lovely weather we have been having lately!&amp;nbsp; Josh is on a mission to teach our wee girl the art of golf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHcmhJ--K0I/TywHR5SuSYI/AAAAAAAABtQ/XaImnENebxc/s1600/Day+67+-+01-30-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHcmhJ--K0I/TywHR5SuSYI/AAAAAAAABtQ/XaImnENebxc/s640/Day+67+-+01-30-12.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 67 - We've all been battling colds in our house this week and my dear husband was kind enough to bring this to me as I taught my Monday night Hermeneutics class (Oh, and this will have to count this week as a picture for me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7deEZs_dyTo/TywHUncGFbI/AAAAAAAABtY/qL_GByRWmrw/s1600/Day+68+-+01-31-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7deEZs_dyTo/TywHUncGFbI/AAAAAAAABtY/qL_GByRWmrw/s640/Day+68+-+01-31-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 68 - My amazing assistant, Kyla Osborne is moving on to a new career so this was our going away party for her at the office.&amp;nbsp; I made a Kyla board documenting the many ways she has served (and made us laugh) over the years...so here are a few of our fine staff checking out her pictures!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq05b_IP25k/TywHYUnDXeI/AAAAAAAABtg/DrzL8Z3b838/s1600/Day+69+-+02-01-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq05b_IP25k/TywHYUnDXeI/AAAAAAAABtg/DrzL8Z3b838/s640/Day+69+-+02-01-12.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 69 - I got a new camera lens on Wednesday (so excited) so I've been taking pictures of almost everything you can imagine!&amp;nbsp; Selah's doll was my subject this night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HXr64Zt81g/TywHdJ7ehfI/AAAAAAAABto/LriHAbP_BkM/s1600/Day+70+-+02-02-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="414" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5HXr64Zt81g/TywHdJ7ehfI/AAAAAAAABto/LriHAbP_BkM/s640/Day+70+-+02-02-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 70 - After a busy work week and lots of time apart, sweet Selah and I had a day of fun together!&amp;nbsp; We spent the better part of the morning playing with her farm animals!&amp;nbsp; She loves saying Nay, Nay for the horses and Moo, Moo for the cattle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did your week look like?&amp;nbsp; I'd love to see!&amp;nbsp; Link up and share love with one another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=129286" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-649679253454582893?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/649679253454582893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=649679253454582893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/649679253454582893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/649679253454582893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/02/its-february-finding-love-in-simple.html' title='It&apos;s February!  Finding Love in the Simple: Project 365'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h3g8ifks91M/TywHGLH8P_I/AAAAAAAABtA/sMNjVhjOyLg/s72-c/Day+65+-+01-28-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-8124464618549537614</id><published>2012-01-28T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T21:20:22.933-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Parties and Pottys - Project 365 Continues</title><content type='html'>I feel like this might be my most honest look into our lives via pictures yet.&amp;nbsp; Whether I try or not, I usually end up choosing my favorite picture of the day or where everyone looks the prettiest, but this week I'm honestly showing moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments of joy and moments of dirt...moments of laughter and moments of new beginnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I'm SO enjoying this project - it is a challenge some days to remember to take a picture, but I'm also savoring life a bit longer - I'm more intentional and by taking a picture I really stop and take that moment in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not too late to start - I'd love for you to join in this journey!&amp;nbsp; And with that...here are the honest moments of my week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SH4xoQsHw6k/TyS1lSWnEvI/AAAAAAAABsA/hXKqQnFYV8s/s1600/Day+57+01-20-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SH4xoQsHw6k/TyS1lSWnEvI/AAAAAAAABsA/hXKqQnFYV8s/s640/Day+57+01-20-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We started potty training this week!&amp;nbsp; This is DAY 1 in which Selah still thought it was exciting and novel to use the potty - we've had our ups and downs with it since, but overall she is catching on so very quickly and enjoying feeling like a big girl (she especially loves the Dora panties)!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and I have never cleaned up so much urine in my life (that is all I'll say about that).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lci2zev6mU8/TyS1nfBvvvI/AAAAAAAABsI/9o8qkHJZR10/s1600/Day+58+-+-1-21-12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lci2zev6mU8/TyS1nfBvvvI/AAAAAAAABsI/9o8qkHJZR10/s640/Day+58+-+-1-21-12.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was a long week at our house - I had meetings or spoke 4 nights in a row, so I savored giving Selah a bath on this night.&amp;nbsp; And, she was in rare form - this is her funny face!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XeCUsoY-FhE/TyS1rKigElI/AAAAAAAABsQ/rHtCLIbZHXQ/s1600/Day+59+-+01-22-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XeCUsoY-FhE/TyS1rKigElI/AAAAAAAABsQ/rHtCLIbZHXQ/s640/Day+59+-+01-22-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is what I mean about honest - Can you believe that I live in this?&amp;nbsp; We had a dust storm on Sunday and disgusting does not describe it well enough...ugh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QM6YF82oG_M/TyS1wHWXxwI/AAAAAAAABsY/m25ivSoaMdY/s1600/Day+60+-+01-23-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QM6YF82oG_M/TyS1wHWXxwI/AAAAAAAABsY/m25ivSoaMdY/s640/Day+60+-+01-23-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A quick iPhone photo while my "How to Study the Bible" class had some discussion &amp;amp; study time.&amp;nbsp; I love teaching this class and these people make it fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQYuJd6IUcA/TyS11Ogbk2I/AAAAAAAABsg/kVbBpqL-ctI/s1600/Day+61+-+01-24-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gQYuJd6IUcA/TyS11Ogbk2I/AAAAAAAABsg/kVbBpqL-ctI/s640/Day+61+-+01-24-12.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Girls Night!&amp;nbsp; I went out with some friends on Tuesday night to celebrate our birthdays, and my sister Kelsey &amp;amp; I ordered the Cinnamon Roll Souffle - it sounded divine...and...well, the finished project looked less like "divine" and more like...this...Kelsey couldn't stop laughing as it wasn't all that we were hoping for.&amp;nbsp; Don't you love my sister's laughter?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPTksJpjdsE/TyS17fxU2PI/AAAAAAAABso/bH8rQK2Jb6g/s1600/Day+62+-+01-25-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TPTksJpjdsE/TyS17fxU2PI/AAAAAAAABso/bH8rQK2Jb6g/s640/Day+62+-+01-25-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me!&amp;nbsp; I already gave a brief synopsis of my day&lt;a href="http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/i-just-turned-33-heres-little-about-me.html"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;...but it was celebrated in little moments like eating this cupcake at 10:30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ7SpAIcC1Q/TyS1_CO4YVI/AAAAAAAABsw/jFZQ5scw-fA/s1600/Day+63+-+01-26-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PQ7SpAIcC1Q/TyS1_CO4YVI/AAAAAAAABsw/jFZQ5scw-fA/s640/Day+63+-+01-26-1.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We visited Josh at his office on Thursday and Miss Selah loved getting to see him in the middle of the day (I think he loved seeing us too)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EoOVLuGQf4/TyS2D0I83uI/AAAAAAAABs4/qPXNOHwUeR0/s1600/Day+64+-+01-27-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3EoOVLuGQf4/TyS2D0I83uI/AAAAAAAABs4/qPXNOHwUeR0/s640/Day+64+-+01-27-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had a little birthday celebration with a few friends yesterday and Marisa brought me a crown - only Marisa would bring a crown...and I would only wear a crown for Marisa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So that is a quick look into our week!&amp;nbsp; Let me know what your week looked like...and perhaps you can join this little community of Project 365 picture takers!&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=128245" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-8124464618549537614?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/8124464618549537614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=8124464618549537614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/8124464618549537614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/8124464618549537614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/parties-and-pottys-project-365.html' title='Parties and Pottys - Project 365 Continues'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SH4xoQsHw6k/TyS1lSWnEvI/AAAAAAAABsA/hXKqQnFYV8s/s72-c/Day+57+01-20-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-7848129635607244029</id><published>2012-01-27T14:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:58:20.669-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where I Am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>I just turned 33 – Here’s a little about me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Thought I'd let you know what I'm into...what I'm thinking &amp;amp; what is catching my eye as I grow another year older...yep, I'm now 33!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How I Celebrated&lt;/b&gt; – My actual birthday was a busy day at workand church, but my handsome hubby made me feel special from the moment I awokeuntil the day was done.&amp;nbsp; He woke me upwith a fresh cinnamon roll from Apple Tree (yep, he got out that morning andbought it while I was still asleep).&amp;nbsp; Heand Selah gave me sweet cards &amp;amp; gifts that morning and we were off toconquer our days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Throughout the day I received special words from friends,flowers from Josh, a fabulous photography gift from my parents, and morefacebook postings than I could respond to…and the day ended by spending a bitof quiet with the Lord…oh, and a cupcake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I used to believe that birthdays were meant to be grand but I’mlearning each and every year that sometimes the most special moments are whengrandeur falls to the wayside and in it’s place are little moments of love andjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here’s a Bit More about 33-year old Paige&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What I’m…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looking Like These Days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3ZUggrIH4Y/TyMGIPESMsI/AAAAAAAABrg/N3Cv6_cxM30/s1600/IMG_5125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3ZUggrIH4Y/TyMGIPESMsI/AAAAAAAABrg/N3Cv6_cxM30/s640/IMG_5125.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm look pregnant...and here is the typical bathroom picture shot that I usually make fun of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Listening to&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghfbhV60ooY/TyMHEBZxfhI/AAAAAAAABro/alMVlH24E0A/s1600/all+sons+and+daughters.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ghfbhV60ooY/TyMHEBZxfhI/AAAAAAAABro/alMVlH24E0A/s200/all+sons+and+daughters.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; All Sons &amp;amp; Daughters – I heard about thisworship band from a Relevant Tweet &amp;amp; I keep coming back to this music.&amp;nbsp; It feels like a nice balance between worshipand folk music.&amp;nbsp; I’ve also been listeningto Katie Herzig’s new album The Waking Sleep – it’s quirky and lovely at the sametime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Watching&lt;/b&gt; – I’m trying to cut back my television consumption,but my current staples include Downton Abbey (LOVE it), Project RunwayAll-Stars (Love it less than normal – I think I want the old judges back…andthe Miss Piggy episode almost made me leave the show all together), Selling NewYork &amp;amp; Selling LA (Josh and I love watching this together and sit with ourmouths agape at how much property is on the coast – makes us thankful for cheapprices in Lubbock!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading&lt;/b&gt; – Well, I’ve had a bit of a dry spell in the readingcategory lately – nothing seems to really capture my attention…but I have afeeling that this is now over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;You see, this morning I had the most delightful birthday teawith some of my favorite ladies, and Terri Reed asked each of them to bringeither their favorite book or a book that they thought I would enjoy.&amp;nbsp; So, now sitting on my dining room table are14 different books!&amp;nbsp; And, what I lovemost is that they are so different in type &amp;amp; topic (just like the friendswho brought them to me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-ALaBmaJzE/TyMJj1F09aI/AAAAAAAABr4/rJPDWg9LDfY/s1600/IMG_5173.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k-ALaBmaJzE/TyMJj1F09aI/AAAAAAAABr4/rJPDWg9LDfY/s400/IMG_5173.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've got novels, a cook book, devotions, a fashion picture book, and spiritual classics in this pile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I must say I thought this was such a great idea!&amp;nbsp; Not only do I get to read some new greatbooks, but I know that as I open the spine they will have a more personal feel –I will think about the lady who gifted this book to me and look throughout thewords wondering what it was that captured her heart.&amp;nbsp; So, thank you each for bringing me somethingthat you love!&amp;nbsp; I can’t wait to startreading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pinning&lt;/b&gt; – I’m not sure if it is a nesting tendency or if it’sjust the genes I inherited from my mother but I have been itching to redecoratelittle parts of my house.&amp;nbsp; So, I’ve beenpinning various pictures for inspiration – here are just a few that I’mthinking about bringing to my home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/231161393343385008/" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="368" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/218776494368079222_rT1VI4vE_c.jpg" width="540" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr align="center"&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm loving these colors and a vintage feel for a nursery!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Source: &lt;a href="http://www.apartmenttherapy.com/totally-turquoi-139117?utm_campaign=Feed%3A+apartmenttherapy%2Fmain+%28Main%29&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_source=feedburner" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;apartmenttherapy.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/itspaigeallen/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Paige&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/231161393343388404/" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="368" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/90142430011221251_HEErU3sm_c.jpg" width="554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm planning on also keeping a large guest bed in the nursery so I love the idea of an antique quilt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Source: &lt;a href="http://www.lifemadelovely-blog.com/2011/11/home-made-lovely-erins-home-tour.html" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;lifemadelovely-blog.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/itspaigeallen/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Paige&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;P&lt;b&gt;interest&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thinking About&lt;/b&gt; – Oh my…my thoughts seem to travel greatlengths lately.&amp;nbsp; In one moment I’mwondering if Selah needs to go potty and the next I’m deep in thought aboutwhat it really means to abide (I really will blog about this soon – I’mlearning so much!).&amp;nbsp; I’ve spoken inseveral different venues lately so I’m also jotting down continual notes aboutlove, parenting, and how to study the Bible.&amp;nbsp;And honestly, I’ve been thinking about my husband A LOT – schedules havebeen crazy and he graciously helps me with Selah in ways that would make mostwives drool…and yet, in the midst of my craziness he has his own opportunitiesbursting forth like never before with big decisions on the horizon…so mythoughts are often with him – whispering prayers that God would grant himwisdom, joy, peace, and protection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, that was quite a bit to share!&amp;nbsp; What are you into lately?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-7848129635607244029?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/7848129635607244029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=7848129635607244029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7848129635607244029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7848129635607244029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/i-just-turned-33-heres-little-about-me.html' title='I just turned 33 – Here’s a little about me!'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v3ZUggrIH4Y/TyMGIPESMsI/AAAAAAAABrg/N3Cv6_cxM30/s72-c/IMG_5125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-7496142606980391630</id><published>2012-01-20T13:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T13:50:06.952-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Stitches, Sticky Fingers, and Studying - A Look Into our Week (Project 365)</title><content type='html'>Hello &amp;amp; Happy Friday Everyone!&amp;nbsp; Well, it has been an eventful week around our little casa - we are definitely finished with holidays and vacations, but we are doing our best to continue to enjoy the small moments of life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my continuation of Project 365!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ_mheo6_sI/TxmohWZLUiI/AAAAAAAABqo/ijoyXfD7ieQ/s1600/IMG_1881-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ_mheo6_sI/TxmohWZLUiI/AAAAAAAABqo/ijoyXfD7ieQ/s640/IMG_1881-2.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 50 - In fact,the week started off with an injury.&amp;nbsp; Josh was trying to help me make some guacamole &amp;amp; when I turned around he had slipped and sliced his finger.&amp;nbsp; After some debating we decided stitches might be necessary and sure enough, my sweet man got a few stitches and proudly showed off his wound.&amp;nbsp; Ladies, I would not recommend showing this picture to your husbands if you are wanting help in the kitchen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6afS7yyF470/Txmor1JeIvI/AAAAAAAABrA/fatBbaxUuE4/s1600/IMG_5052-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6afS7yyF470/Txmor1JeIvI/AAAAAAAABrA/fatBbaxUuE4/s640/IMG_5052-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 51 - I took an all day photography seminar with &lt;a href="http://www.umstot.com/"&gt;Mark Umstot&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I've long been a fan of Mark's work - in fact, he took my sister's wedding pictures and I loved how he captured that day and yet also made everyone feel at ease as he got up close and personal snapping away.&amp;nbsp; The day was a fun learning experience - I'm already looking into purchasing a new lense that he recommended and I've been trying to practice almost daily.&amp;nbsp; For the last part of class we had a model come out &amp;amp; so here are a few in my class gathered around trying to practice their new found skills.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xbk4FMHuwus/TxmoySsR5oI/AAAAAAAABrI/iJlUxEcDAbw/s1600/IMG_5070-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xbk4FMHuwus/TxmoySsR5oI/AAAAAAAABrI/iJlUxEcDAbw/s640/IMG_5070-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 52 - I'd like to title this picture, "A Meeting of the Minds" - ha!&amp;nbsp; In all truth I get some great advice from these four ladies - we meet for dinner once a month and have been doing so for almost 5 years now - wow!&amp;nbsp; I had the privilege of hosting this month and I have something to brag about...Are you ready?&amp;nbsp; Wait for it...I cooked!&amp;nbsp; Like really cooked - real food for adults.&amp;nbsp; I'm proud can you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcC76q9R28E/Txmo2YmUh3I/AAAAAAAABrQ/urEc12CDQ7A/s1600/IMG_5084-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fcC76q9R28E/Txmo2YmUh3I/AAAAAAAABrQ/urEc12CDQ7A/s640/IMG_5084-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 53 - I had a very long day on Monday...I only had 2 hours at home with my sweet Selah before I had to go teach a class and during that time I was peeling some cuties for her to eat.&amp;nbsp; She wanted to try to peel her own little oranges, and to my great surprise she peeled 3 cuties her determined little hands!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6p3Y6VTnAU/TxmolDcjS7I/AAAAAAAABqw/NvRIP5YAg98/s1600/IMG_1900-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6p3Y6VTnAU/TxmolDcjS7I/AAAAAAAABqw/NvRIP5YAg98/s640/IMG_1900-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 54 - Confession: this is the only picture I took on this day...but the more I look at it the more I kind of love it!&amp;nbsp; This was in the middle of our staff meeting at Church on the Rock, and I think in this moment that Candy said something funny &amp;amp; this is everyone's reaction (notice the craned necks to look her way)!&amp;nbsp; Our staff continues to grow and change and it there is a new excitement in the air as we enter 2012 - It is an honor to work alongside these people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VACCrFuMCmU/TxmonMK519I/AAAAAAAABq4/h2huKaccVtM/s1600/IMG_1906.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VACCrFuMCmU/TxmonMK519I/AAAAAAAABq4/h2huKaccVtM/s640/IMG_1906.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 55 - I love Instagram - seriously!&amp;nbsp; This is a snapshot from my iPhone &amp;amp; I used Instagram to quickly give it this feel - it is so easy &amp;amp; sometimes it is the perfect way to highlight those precious moments throughout the day.&amp;nbsp; Wednesday was another day where time was limited with my girl,so we made the most of it by playing outside - the weather was gorgeous!&amp;nbsp; And my girl is gorgeous - don't you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mt3PtaRcufE/Txmo8sFdS6I/AAAAAAAABrY/XK1vdG4m9j4/s1600/IMG_5097-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Mt3PtaRcufE/Txmo8sFdS6I/AAAAAAAABrY/XK1vdG4m9j4/s640/IMG_5097-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 56 - This is from yesterday as I worked from home &amp;amp; prepared for a message that I am preaching on the Core Value of LOVE.&amp;nbsp; It was one of those moments when it all seemed to come together (and believe me, this doesn't happen very often as I prepare)...if you live in Lubbock you can come hear this message next weekend at Church on the Rock (don't you love my little plug)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So as you can see we went from slicing fingers to peeling oranges to preparing sermons - it was quite a week in deed!&amp;nbsp; AND today we began the task of potty training - exciting I tell you - ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see what your weeks looked like my fellow Project 365 partners!&amp;nbsp; Link up below!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=126515" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-7496142606980391630?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/7496142606980391630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=7496142606980391630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7496142606980391630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7496142606980391630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/stitches-sticky-fingers-and-studying.html' title='Stitches, Sticky Fingers, and Studying - A Look Into our Week (Project 365)'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TQ_mheo6_sI/TxmohWZLUiI/AAAAAAAABqo/ijoyXfD7ieQ/s72-c/IMG_1881-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-3007516599885820692</id><published>2012-01-14T23:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T23:36:16.964-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Thousand Gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Love The One You Are With</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/231161393343121497/" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="249" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/231161393343121497_q3X9KMvd_c.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/63801472/every-love-story-is-beautiful-but-ours?ref=sr_gallery_14&amp;amp;ga_search_query=scripture%2Bwall%2Bwords&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=2" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;etsy.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/itspaigeallen/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Paige&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I’ve read several blogs on marriage recently – most inresponse to Mark Driscoll’s book Real Marriage (which I have no intention ofreading – I’m not much of a Driscoll fan, but that’s all I’ll say on thatmatter).&amp;nbsp; Oh, except that I did love&lt;a href="http://www.emergingmummy.com/2012/01/in-which-love-looks-like-real-marriage.html"&gt;Sarah’s post&lt;/a&gt; over at Emerging Mummy describing the beautiful marriage she andBrian share.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Other blogs have been in response to New Year’s resolutions orjust a reminder to keep a focus on that most important of relationships.&amp;nbsp; I especially loved &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/2012/01/the-4-minute-marriage-habit-how-to-make-2012-the-year-you-fall-madly-in-love-all-over-again/"&gt;Ann Voskamp’s words&lt;/a&gt; and practicalsuggestions to connecting with one's spouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And as I’ve been reading these reflections on marriage myown thoughts have often drifted to my relationship with Josh.&amp;nbsp; I’ve never been the romantic or one to gushtoo much about what we have, but the more I’ve allowed myself to reflect themore I’ve realized just how precious and rare it is.&amp;nbsp; It is so different from what I see in others,and yet I believe each couple has their own rhythm that they find if and whenthey stay true and push through those frustrations and unmet expectations.&amp;nbsp; I’ve long given up comparing what we have toothers – I like that ours is a bit different and that our roles cannot alwaysbe defined.&amp;nbsp; Because regardless of whatbooks or others say we have a security in our love with the first goal being tosimply serve the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;After 11 years of marriage and over 13 years of becomingbest friends I still marvel when he starts to fold towels in the early morninghours (like he did today).&amp;nbsp; I love thatwe can laugh at the goofiest of things when the lights are out and we are soonto fall asleep.&amp;nbsp; I love that there are noassumptions - even when it comes to our schedules and whose work or passionstake precedence.&amp;nbsp; I love how he praysover me…how he throws Selah into the air with abandon…how he whispers love toour little nugget inside my belly.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Too many things that I love to recount…but exploring SanFrancisco this week together solidifies that there is no one I’d rather explorewith (he is my Boots so to speak – sorry, Dora the Explorer is on rightnow).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We’ve travelled the worldtogether exploring and engaging new cultures…and although we’ve walked thestreets of Paris at midnight, experienced Chinese New Year with all it’sfascinating colors in Thailand, and watched the sun set on beaches of Mexico…westill love new sights and rarely take a new adventure for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, thank you to my adoring husband for continuing toexplore and see new sights – if you travel to San Francisco, here are a fewrecommendations from our travels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_cD6CJtbuY/TxJUgoEypkI/AAAAAAAABoY/rjFO400W2Sc/s1600/IMG_1810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_cD6CJtbuY/TxJUgoEypkI/AAAAAAAABoY/rjFO400W2Sc/s640/IMG_1810.jpg" width="475" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A definite must is to purchase a new pair of sunglasses - well, this was our first stop as Josh left his shades at home and needed not 1 but 2 new pairs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tChjJEiDLWg/TxJUvxb7BnI/AAAAAAAABow/lRFzmkyD8vE/s1600/IMG_4619.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tChjJEiDLWg/TxJUvxb7BnI/AAAAAAAABow/lRFzmkyD8vE/s640/IMG_4619.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We decided to be true tourists on this trip since we were limited in transportation, and took the open air tour bus the first day to scope out the places we really wanted to see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W5tkZa0xgDM/TxJU1NDrABI/AAAAAAAABo4/XlRDUw9gzAg/s1600/IMG_4622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W5tkZa0xgDM/TxJU1NDrABI/AAAAAAAABo4/XlRDUw9gzAg/s640/IMG_4622.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Josh is a fan of architecture &amp;amp; skyscrapers...so this was on his list of must sees: The Transamerica Pyramid Building...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zeGtJ5BIoY/TxJUlmyzoHI/AAAAAAAABog/T0q0uZvUOWc/s1600/IMG_1824.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2zeGtJ5BIoY/TxJUlmyzoHI/AAAAAAAABog/T0q0uZvUOWc/s640/IMG_1824.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I on the other hand, am a fan of Crepes...especially Nutella Crepes!&amp;nbsp; And we found a delightful little bakery called Honey Honey that made this gem for yours truly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OEvmtCV0Eo/TxJU4pKANZI/AAAAAAAABpA/eAe3M3bztH0/s1600/IMG_4629.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5OEvmtCV0Eo/TxJU4pKANZI/AAAAAAAABpA/eAe3M3bztH0/s640/IMG_4629.jpg" width="558" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am also a fan of tea and all things British!&amp;nbsp; Found the cutest Tea Shop where I located Jame Austen tea (how much more British can you get), a cute print of stuffed animals having a tea party that I bought for the new nursery, and just quaintness (not sure if that is a word) all around!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1YN0XUSJSk4/TxJUqaPECAI/AAAAAAAABoo/gAHFMGfWC0A/s1600/IMG_1834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TrZEALa2Tj8/TxJU-5TrnTI/AAAAAAAABpI/3_59K5yJ4Y0/s1600/IMG_4643.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TrZEALa2Tj8/TxJU-5TrnTI/AAAAAAAABpI/3_59K5yJ4Y0/s640/IMG_4643.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;An aspect that I did NOT love so much about San Fran were the crazy steep streets.&amp;nbsp; I loved gazing up them as we drove by, but when it was time to actually walk these bad boys, I most definitely was aware that I have not run in quite some time!&amp;nbsp; I don't think the extra few pounds from the little nugget helped either...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hUjeNZg3qY/TxJVEQoB3tI/AAAAAAAABpQ/XjvrQuZRjQM/s1600/IMG_4644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5hUjeNZg3qY/TxJVEQoB3tI/AAAAAAAABpQ/XjvrQuZRjQM/s640/IMG_4644.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This handsome fella had pity on me and purchased us an all day trolley pass so I could steer clear of the steep streets.&amp;nbsp; And yes, we did take the customary picture of Josh hanging off the trolly...but I like this one better - isn't he a cutie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1YN0XUSJSk4/TxJUqaPECAI/AAAAAAAABoo/gAHFMGfWC0A/s1600/IMG_1834.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1YN0XUSJSk4/TxJUqaPECAI/AAAAAAAABoo/gAHFMGfWC0A/s640/IMG_1834.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We rode the trolley down to the Ferry Farmer's Market on Sunday afternoon &amp;amp; I was amazed at the care that local farmers took in growing all sorts of produce.&amp;nbsp; I especially found the mushroom stand intriguing.&amp;nbsp; These people were serious about their mushrooms...and I have a feeling they grew "special mushrooms" we didn't see here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqGaz3ocbnU/TxJVJL9oX3I/AAAAAAAABpY/KmVeDjCBOx8/s1600/IMG_4655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CqGaz3ocbnU/TxJVJL9oX3I/AAAAAAAABpY/KmVeDjCBOx8/s640/IMG_4655.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;One of my favorite parts of vacation is when we just stop and find little places to sit and sip coffee.&amp;nbsp; This was outside the Ferry Building and Josh had purchased a coffee &amp;amp; an organic ice cream sandwich.&amp;nbsp; We people watched for a long time &amp;amp; enjoyed the sunshine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEJKRE9ki44/TxJVPmMFvwI/AAAAAAAABpg/nJDAi2rSPqo/s1600/IMG_4665.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oEJKRE9ki44/TxJVPmMFvwI/AAAAAAAABpg/nJDAi2rSPqo/s640/IMG_4665.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;San Francisco has great architecture...and although this isn't technically architecture, I loved this sign in China Town...there were lots of happy moments like this to be found as I looked up at the buildings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZskrTm2xB8/TxJVWVA823I/AAAAAAAABpo/2O2Ur-D9GhQ/s1600/IMG_4672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LZskrTm2xB8/TxJVWVA823I/AAAAAAAABpo/2O2Ur-D9GhQ/s640/IMG_4672.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is the famous Golden Gate Bridge - it was impressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLUYOizlVsw/TxJVb44Sf8I/AAAAAAAABpw/L1RogCQhwkE/s1600/IMG_4704.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GLUYOizlVsw/TxJVb44Sf8I/AAAAAAAABpw/L1RogCQhwkE/s640/IMG_4704.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the Red Woods were far more impressive in my opinion...here we are standing inside one of the tree trunks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyWPuF9bdzo/TxJViMRs_II/AAAAAAAABp4/VLZfLB3C6vc/s1600/IMG_4717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyWPuF9bdzo/TxJViMRs_II/AAAAAAAABp4/VLZfLB3C6vc/s640/IMG_4717.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Again, just a quick snapshot to show how large the trees were in comparison to our small selves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Maf08XGtUXA/TxJVo04hihI/AAAAAAAABqA/bV_2AGqIeKc/s1600/IMG_4720.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Maf08XGtUXA/TxJVo04hihI/AAAAAAAABqA/bV_2AGqIeKc/s640/IMG_4720.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ahh...Looking Heavenward!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBs2zTwhbU0/TxJVr5gnz1I/AAAAAAAABqI/jIsvKnP2C20/s1600/IMG_4740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TBs2zTwhbU0/TxJVr5gnz1I/AAAAAAAABqI/jIsvKnP2C20/s640/IMG_4740.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We also found a secluded beach on the other side of the woods.&amp;nbsp; We sat in the sand watching this father and daughter playing.&amp;nbsp; I wish this picture could convey her delight and determination in chasing the bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mv40V9fvs0s/TxJVwSzdrgI/AAAAAAAABqQ/AYYyhuqy9nc/s1600/IMG_4750.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mv40V9fvs0s/TxJVwSzdrgI/AAAAAAAABqQ/AYYyhuqy9nc/s640/IMG_4750.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;My final recommendation is to visit Sonoma or Napa Valley.&amp;nbsp; We went into the small town of Sonoma and then also drove through several vineyards stopping occasionally...these are a few barrels at the Kunde Family Winery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77jT8XQPuew/TxJV46DmvXI/AAAAAAAABqY/6l1muVjC7ps/s1600/IMG_4758.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-77jT8XQPuew/TxJV46DmvXI/AAAAAAAABqY/6l1muVjC7ps/s640/IMG_4758.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I loved the vineyards &amp;amp; will write another blog about my experience there.&amp;nbsp; For some reason it literally did not hit me until I was standing among the vines that I had chosen &lt;a href="http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/one-word-for-2012-abide.html"&gt;ABIDE as my word for 365&lt;/a&gt;...and within the first two weeks of January, here I stood getting an up close demonstration of John 15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xPZ18u8xoc/TxJV8xtGOmI/AAAAAAAABqg/WNhclm4Q3nw/s1600/IMG_4766.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3xPZ18u8xoc/TxJV8xtGOmI/AAAAAAAABqg/WNhclm4Q3nw/s640/IMG_4766.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And the best piece of advice I have for visiting San Francisco...go with someone special - the one you love to explore with...the one you laugh easily with...the one who will let you have a moment in the vineyard and not ask any questions...the one who offers to give you a piggy back ride if your feet are hurting that badly...the one who knows you best...and then...it will definitely be a trip you won't soon forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-3007516599885820692?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/3007516599885820692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=3007516599885820692' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3007516599885820692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3007516599885820692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/love-one-you-are-with.html' title='Love The One You Are With'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3_cD6CJtbuY/TxJUgoEypkI/AAAAAAAABoY/rjFO400W2Sc/s72-c/IMG_1810.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-889297829204328127</id><published>2012-01-12T21:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T21:53:51.934-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Project 365 - Travels and More</title><content type='html'>Time to report in on Project 365!&amp;nbsp; Josh and I had quite a week with a little trip to San Francisco - I actually left my lap top at home so I couldn't blog or do much productive...and my oh my was it ever nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took so many pictures that I'll do another blog devoted to our trip later in the week...but for now, I'll boil down each day to one picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHbJHbH5ElE/Tw-mH8_eJRI/AAAAAAAABnc/esICIyfloU0/s1600/Day+43+-+01-06-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHbJHbH5ElE/Tw-mH8_eJRI/AAAAAAAABnc/esICIyfloU0/s640/Day+43+-+01-06-12.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 43 - After waking up at 4am we flew to San Francisco and got ourselves acquainted with this city.&amp;nbsp; We ended up eating at a delicious restaurant and I even got a dessert created by a fabulous contestant on Top Chef Just Desserts.&amp;nbsp; Dessert makes me happy - can you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bj_FH2dqP3o/Tw-mOwGX0EI/AAAAAAAABnk/pbM5rGNRikg/s1600/Day+44+-+01-07-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bj_FH2dqP3o/Tw-mOwGX0EI/AAAAAAAABnk/pbM5rGNRikg/s640/Day+44+-+01-07-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 44 - We continued to explore this new city and found ourselves wandering near the waterfront.&amp;nbsp; I loved the fresh crab stands and was somewhat disappointed the pregnancy would not allow me to get a meal from one of these stands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DW2aWC-1gyI/Tw-mUjnmf5I/AAAAAAAABns/D0YG3f9pGQk/s1600/Day+45+-+01-08-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DW2aWC-1gyI/Tw-mUjnmf5I/AAAAAAAABns/D0YG3f9pGQk/s640/Day+45+-+01-08-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 45 - We rode the famous San Francisco trolleys on this day as we went to locales like the Farmer's Market &amp;amp; China Town.&amp;nbsp; Highlight of the day was definitely just hanging out with my favorite friend and also mastering some of the steepest streets I've ever experienced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TT8xScS62Y/Tw-mfEUNc3I/AAAAAAAABn0/xtOVjtc68A0/s1600/Day+46+-+01-09-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6TT8xScS62Y/Tw-mfEUNc3I/AAAAAAAABn0/xtOVjtc68A0/s640/Day+46+-+01-09-12.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 46 - We rented a car on our last full day in Northern California and explored the countryside.&amp;nbsp; It was difficult to choose a picture for this day - I loved the vineyards, beaches, and people we saw on this day, but without a doubt I am still in awe of the grandeur of the red woods.&amp;nbsp; This picture does not do these magnificent trees justice - they towered over us with strength and beauty.&amp;nbsp; I could have sat there for hours looking heavenward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j4RXiWarikM/Tw-mjdMnsQI/AAAAAAAABn8/FYPGqPvdZN8/s1600/Day+47+%253D+01%253D10%253D12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-j4RXiWarikM/Tw-mjdMnsQI/AAAAAAAABn8/FYPGqPvdZN8/s640/Day+47+%253D+01%253D10%253D12.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 47 - Before we boarded the plane to return home I was able to sneak in a bit of journaling and of course a bowl of authentic California granola &amp;amp; yogurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoE87Czkrqw/Tw-moccbHZI/AAAAAAAABoE/zUUitGzVJlk/s1600/Day+48+-+01-11-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RoE87Czkrqw/Tw-moccbHZI/AAAAAAAABoE/zUUitGzVJlk/s640/Day+48+-+01-11-12.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 48 - Back home and we both jumped back into work...funny enough, although we both spent countless hours together while on vacation, we scheduled a "meeting" for lunch on our first day home.&amp;nbsp; Do any other spouses do this?&amp;nbsp; We've found in our lives that we do best if we keep work discussions set aside from vacations...so we discussed finances, zoe, and even a message we would be preaching together.&amp;nbsp; I guess we just can't get enough of one another!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OlWlvCrsmKU/Tw-msxIjmfI/AAAAAAAABoM/-mifmlBfYCg/s1600/Day+49+-+01-12-12.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OlWlvCrsmKU/Tw-msxIjmfI/AAAAAAAABoM/-mifmlBfYCg/s640/Day+49+-+01-12-12.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 49 - Oh how I missed this little one, and today we got to spend together at home.&amp;nbsp; I pulled out a small chalk board and colored chalk that I purchased for a party and let her scribble to her heart's content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see how your week looks in pictures!&amp;nbsp; Link up below and be sure to give love and encouragement to all those participating with us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2115765318"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2115765319"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=125045" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-889297829204328127?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/889297829204328127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=889297829204328127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/889297829204328127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/889297829204328127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/project-365-travels-and-more.html' title='Project 365 - Travels and More'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IHbJHbH5ElE/Tw-mH8_eJRI/AAAAAAAABnc/esICIyfloU0/s72-c/Day+43+-+01-06-12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-10497114302546964</id><published>2012-01-05T22:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:45:39.043-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><title type='text'>A New Year - Simple Joys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hi Everyone!&amp;nbsp; I'm continuing my picture a week, although I'm not very proud of my photography skills this week.&amp;nbsp; With that said, I also decided I wouldn't edit any of these, but just celebrate the simplicity of everyday moments as we began 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TXRWGq4tKzw/TwZ4htOFRTI/AAAAAAAABlw/7h839APQnCU/s640/IMG_1775.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 37 - The Joy of a Balloon!&amp;nbsp; We ate at Chic-fil-A and Selah got a green balloon.&amp;nbsp; Unfortunately her mother accidentally let the balloon go in the air and it was slightly traumatic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfB_lDpiKhA/TwZ4mRlalXI/AAAAAAAABl4/mV0S2-8qjRQ/s1600/IMG_1785.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XfB_lDpiKhA/TwZ4mRlalXI/AAAAAAAABl4/mV0S2-8qjRQ/s640/IMG_1785.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 38 - The Joy of Cookies!&amp;nbsp; Have I ever told you that Josh has a small obsession with chocolate chip cookies?&amp;nbsp; It is his one vice, and Selah loves this vice because when daddy eats a cookie he usually sneaks her one too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqGguH_8o28/TwZ4rs1KE0I/AAAAAAAABmA/rdQApSirR-g/s1600/IMG_1788.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cqGguH_8o28/TwZ4rs1KE0I/AAAAAAAABmA/rdQApSirR-g/s640/IMG_1788.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 39 - The Joy of Cartoons, Headpieces, and Just a Diaper!&amp;nbsp; Selah and I were lazy on my last day off work...she was dancing along with the characters on television.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOLVDjR5D0o/TwZ6jxghawI/AAAAAAAABmc/-XgJVdH95eg/s1600/IMG_4591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TOLVDjR5D0o/TwZ6jxghawI/AAAAAAAABmc/-XgJVdH95eg/s640/IMG_4591.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 40 - The Joy of a New Sister!&amp;nbsp; If you haven't heard, you can &lt;a href="http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/we-announce-if-we-are-having-he-or-she.html"&gt;read here&lt;/a&gt; about our Gender Reveal Party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBoq80oCV7o/TwZ4tajhWSI/AAAAAAAABmI/Z1RsF4xy4T4/s1600/IMG_1792.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yBoq80oCV7o/TwZ4tajhWSI/AAAAAAAABmI/Z1RsF4xy4T4/s640/IMG_1792.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 41 - The Joy of a Great Babysitter.&amp;nbsp; This is Miss Annie who watches Selah on a weekly basis when we have our college ministry.&amp;nbsp; She watched Selah on Tuesday and Wednesday this week, and Selah absolutely loves her (oh, and I do too)!&lt;/span&gt; - PS - I did this using Instgram...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LMyEEkNdQY/TwZ4wWkIt9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/b_Fu747K6O0/s1600/IMG_1794.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5LMyEEkNdQY/TwZ4wWkIt9I/AAAAAAAABmQ/b_Fu747K6O0/s640/IMG_1794.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 42 - This was tonight as we took Selah to my parent's house.&amp;nbsp; Josh and I leave early in the morning for a get away to San Francisco.&amp;nbsp; I sure am going to miss this sweet girl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Can't wait to see pictures from your first week of the New Year!&amp;nbsp; Link up below!&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=123933" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-10497114302546964?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/10497114302546964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=10497114302546964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/10497114302546964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/10497114302546964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/new-year-simple-joys.html' title='A New Year - Simple Joys!'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TXRWGq4tKzw/TwZ4htOFRTI/AAAAAAAABlw/7h839APQnCU/s72-c/IMG_1775.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-1432218268869399536</id><published>2012-01-05T18:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:46:01.987-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><title type='text'>We Announce If We are Having a He or a She!</title><content type='html'>On Tuesday morning we went in for a Dr.'s appointment and ultra-sound with the hopes that we would get to find out if we are having a little boy or girl.&amp;nbsp; At first, our little nugget was sitting perfectly still with legs crossed as if to protect this great secret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, our little bundle got to moving and the Dr. said she was 95% certain of the sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what was left to do but have a little party with our family and friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been to a gender reveal party, but I'm always game for a good party and this seemed like a worthy event.&amp;nbsp; Probably there was an added level of excitement because my parents have 3 daughters and 6 granddaughter - there is not a boy to be found in our brood &amp;amp; there is always a burning question in the minds and on the lips of those who know us as to when a boy might make his entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had COUNTLESS people say that they KNOW we are having a boy, so there was an added level of anticipation for this reveal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to ramp up the team boy vs. team girl aspect by asking people to vote for which sex they thought we were having, and some even wore blue or pink based on their predictions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPbp3DKqIOw/TwYx2BxK2UI/AAAAAAAABjc/PsdSErQQCaw/s1600/IMG_4552.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPbp3DKqIOw/TwYx2BxK2UI/AAAAAAAABjc/PsdSErQQCaw/s640/IMG_4552.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMLNi83xiWs/TwYx6njJqdI/AAAAAAAABjk/Ij6V0-LAwPM/s1600/IMG_4570.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YMLNi83xiWs/TwYx6njJqdI/AAAAAAAABjk/Ij6V0-LAwPM/s640/IMG_4570.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Leslie and Ava cast their vote for a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after voting they took either a mustache or pair of lips to show their spirit!&amp;nbsp; As you can tell...we had quite a few more voting for the boy than girl.&amp;nbsp; Afterall, as one friend commented - what are the odds of having 7 girls in a row?&amp;nbsp; Surely it was time for a boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mustaches abounded this evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fai_QfP8t0Y/TwYyjYe5avI/AAAAAAAABjw/GQOYvbnA1V4/s1600/IMG_4554.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fai_QfP8t0Y/TwYyjYe5avI/AAAAAAAABjw/GQOYvbnA1V4/s640/IMG_4554.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eric &amp;amp; Kimberly both went for the boy vote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6um9vOJ8-0/TwYymlRlm1I/AAAAAAAABj4/2eKLfw7VzWs/s1600/IMG_4555.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6um9vOJ8-0/TwYymlRlm1I/AAAAAAAABj4/2eKLfw7VzWs/s640/IMG_4555.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;A house divided - Lisa took a pair of lips while Roy took a mustache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZZ55cZMd7o/TwYyrohDHnI/AAAAAAAABkA/5L_Y-PRpO9o/s1600/IMG_4556.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JZZ55cZMd7o/TwYyrohDHnI/AAAAAAAABkA/5L_Y-PRpO9o/s640/IMG_4556.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Heather, Elizabeth (our friend from Thailand), and Terri all wearing their blue &amp;amp; showing off a mustache!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6b26PhHFW4/TwYyvqo3NYI/AAAAAAAABkI/25m-nCk-90Y/s1600/IMG_4560.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E6b26PhHFW4/TwYyvqo3NYI/AAAAAAAABkI/25m-nCk-90Y/s640/IMG_4560.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Even Selah chose a mustache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zggv5201piY/TwYyy80SZaI/AAAAAAAABkQ/5Hkn8ZL_S7g/s1600/IMG_4572.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zggv5201piY/TwYyy80SZaI/AAAAAAAABkQ/5Hkn8ZL_S7g/s640/IMG_4572.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The oldest of our girls - sweet Taylor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a station where people could share name suggestions with us...and oh the names we received!&amp;nbsp; I couldn't pronounce most of the suggestions, and there also seemed to be a large contingent of Hunger Game fans because we had some suggestions based on the characters of the book.&amp;nbsp; Probably the best suggestion was Evan which was made by my 5-year old niece (I think this is her current crush).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xzv8nMwXTJA/TwYzkBhTljI/AAAAAAAABkc/sXogxSkvQsU/s1600/IMG_4564.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xzv8nMwXTJA/TwYzkBhTljI/AAAAAAAABkc/sXogxSkvQsU/s640/IMG_4564.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Kimberly &amp;amp; Heather cast quite a few suggestions for names!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usWyRt1LhKM/TwYzoJxFlTI/AAAAAAAABkk/Fhsvr4AjzjU/s1600/IMG_4580.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-usWyRt1LhKM/TwYzoJxFlTI/AAAAAAAABkk/Fhsvr4AjzjU/s640/IMG_4580.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here I am reading the name suggestions - wasn't too sure of names like...Avitar&lt;/span&gt; (thanks, Jay Phelps)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after eating and much laughter it was time for the big reveal!&amp;nbsp; We decided to simply wrap a onesie for Selah to open for everyone to see - would that onesie be blue or pink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-mBPt4y9xk/TwY0D6ipqQI/AAAAAAAABkw/ywVDNo98esk/s1600/IMG_4590.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-z-mBPt4y9xk/TwY0D6ipqQI/AAAAAAAABkw/ywVDNo98esk/s640/IMG_4590.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Opening...What will it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWy7qcpn6kM/TwY0H0DInLI/AAAAAAAABk4/HTXo7SUUNWw/s1600/IMG_4591.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vWy7qcpn6kM/TwY0H0DInLI/AAAAAAAABk4/HTXo7SUUNWw/s640/IMG_4591.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oh my goodness, it's pink!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JAyYtHohr-U/TwY0MGU6glI/AAAAAAAABlA/P94f70W-cRQ/s1600/IMG_4593.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JAyYtHohr-U/TwY0MGU6glI/AAAAAAAABlA/P94f70W-cRQ/s640/IMG_4593.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The mustaches are in SHOCK!&amp;nbsp; But I am HAPPY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pqY-BdWDV5k/TwY0PQm_EqI/AAAAAAAABlI/ZFrmZr2v244/s1600/IMG_4595.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pqY-BdWDV5k/TwY0PQm_EqI/AAAAAAAABlI/ZFrmZr2v244/s640/IMG_4595.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Josh is happy too - and my mom will kill me for this picture, but I absolutely love it because this is her true laughter face - I love that we were all so happy and enjoying this moment - the Girl Streak is ALIVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that was left was a bit of proof, so I showed off the ultrasound pics and we celebrated bringing one more vibrant, sweet, beautiful, and strong girl into the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tWCvcN0z2MA/TwY0vRUaaHI/AAAAAAAABlU/RNV9r33_Yjo/s1600/IMG_4604.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tWCvcN0z2MA/TwY0vRUaaHI/AAAAAAAABlU/RNV9r33_Yjo/s640/IMG_4604.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jetGrvqZnvY/TwY007ZuP3I/AAAAAAAABlc/ASefnnZEP3c/s1600/IMG_4605.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jetGrvqZnvY/TwY007ZuP3I/AAAAAAAABlc/ASefnnZEP3c/s640/IMG_4605.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to everyone who celebrated with us!&amp;nbsp; I'm so very excited to welcome a new girl to our family - I feel like the Lord is doing huge things with women right now and it is a privilege to raise two beautiful girls who can change their world and mirror His beauty!&amp;nbsp; Here's to GIRLS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-1432218268869399536?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/1432218268869399536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=1432218268869399536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/1432218268869399536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/1432218268869399536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/we-announce-if-we-are-having-he-or-she.html' title='We Announce If We are Having a He or a She!'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SPbp3DKqIOw/TwYx2BxK2UI/AAAAAAAABjc/PsdSErQQCaw/s72-c/IMG_4552.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-2185285697926398152</id><published>2012-01-02T14:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T14:16:45.960-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Word 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abide'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><title type='text'>One Word for 2012 : : ABIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/200128777160798917/" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/200128777160798917_S49kGNFB_c.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://carolinesimas.blogspot.com/2011/08/being-still-abiding.html" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;carolinesimas.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/carolinehsimas/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Caroline&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;For the last couple of years I’ve chosen one word to focuson for the coming year instead of resolutions.&amp;nbsp;I’m a big goal setter, so resolutions come and go in my life…sometimeson a daily basis.&amp;nbsp; But taking one word tomeditate upon, grow in, and discover has an intentionality that suits me rightnow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I’ve been praying for the last few days about what word theLord has for me to focus upon for 2012…and my mind has swayed from A to Z.&amp;nbsp; But when I get really quiet and let my heartlisten to His voice one word becomes clear:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ABIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have to be honest, the word abide scares me a bit.&amp;nbsp; It seems almost like a description for thesuper spiritual, like a Mother Teresa or Mary at the feet of Jesus.&amp;nbsp; And those who know me best will readily admitI’m much more of a Martha or Army general.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It scares me because at the core of who I am – &lt;b&gt;this is whatI long for&lt;/b&gt; – an ability to shut off my to-do lists and agendas – a serenity andyet also strength that resonates from simply being with Him.&amp;nbsp; And it scares me because it seems so oppositefrom what I naturally gravitate towards.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am, after all, a master goal setter – I accomplish life with gusto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Run a marathon – I’ve done it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Graduate from seminary – check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Learn to take great pictures – working on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And on and on it goes…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I want more.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Iwant more than an impressive resume – &lt;b&gt;I want substance and joy and beauty andHim&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; I want to continue seeing fruitfrom my life, but I want to know that it’s His fruit and not something I’mcreating that is nothing more than a waxy substitute that just looks pretty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;ABIDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;2012 will be a year in which I try to discover what itreally means to abide in Him &amp;amp; He in me.&amp;nbsp;I’m prepared for the uncomfortable, the silence, the listening, and theunexpected.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I don’t reallyknow what I’m expecting, but I trust Him…and isn’t that – trust – the beginningof abiding?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;John 15:4-9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;sup&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannotbear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless youabide in me. &lt;sup id="en-ESV-26693"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; I am the vine; you are the branches.Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apartfrom me you can do nothing. &lt;sup id="en-ESV-26694"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; If anyone does notabide in me he is thrown away like a branch and withers; and the branches aregathered, thrown into the fire, and burned. &lt;sup id="en-ESV-26695"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; If youabide in me, and my words abide in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will bedone for you. &lt;sup id="en-ESV-26696"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; By this my Father is glorified, thatyou bear much fruit and so prove to be my disciples. &lt;sup id="en-ESV-26697"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt;As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div mce_style="text-align: center;" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oneword365.com/" mce_href="http://www.oneword365.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-7051" height="125" mce_src="http://oneword365.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/300_125_a.jpg" src="http://oneword365.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/12/300_125_a.jpg" title="One_Word" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-2185285697926398152?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/2185285697926398152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=2185285697926398152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/2185285697926398152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/2185285697926398152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2012/01/one-word-for-2012-abide.html' title='One Word for 2012 : : ABIDE'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-5331173253407556107</id><published>2011-12-31T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T10:20:38.806-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><title type='text'>JOY - A Week of Celebration &amp; Laughter</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year's Eve All!&amp;nbsp; I so hope you had a wonderful holiday this past week - I am basking in days of joy, too much food, family celebrations, and giggles from my little one.&amp;nbsp; It has in deed been a good week for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a look at how we've been celebrating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAqxN9qo-fs/Tv8vfxTp9YI/AAAAAAAABig/mXfrM3qBfFM/s1600/Day+29+-+12-23-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAqxN9qo-fs/Tv8vfxTp9YI/AAAAAAAABig/mXfrM3qBfFM/s640/Day+29+-+12-23-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 29 - Our annual BIG family celebration (my family is quite large &amp;amp; so this is an annual gathering with second cousins, great aunts, and even a few people who I'm embarrassed to say I don't really know...is your family like that too?)&amp;nbsp; I love this shot - although it is blurry, it is my cousin Nathan playing around with Selah - she loved every minute of his attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mkM8d2Jd9Q/Tv8vkxqrHBI/AAAAAAAABio/zVXNR9yWhhA/s1600/Day+30+-+12-24-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1mkM8d2Jd9Q/Tv8vkxqrHBI/AAAAAAAABio/zVXNR9yWhhA/s640/Day+30+-+12-24-11.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 30 - Christmas Eve!&amp;nbsp; We had another family celebration and while the adults were eating dinner, I spied Selah &amp;amp; her cousin Maci in the corner.&amp;nbsp; They had pulled their little chairs into the corner and were engaged in a deep conversation.&amp;nbsp; I'm finding that my favorite pictures in the 365 project are those when I capture real moments like this!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxFes4K0WEQ/Tv8vqsqWk_I/AAAAAAAABiw/MLOGje1V980/s1600/Day+31-+12-25-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XxFes4K0WEQ/Tv8vqsqWk_I/AAAAAAAABiw/MLOGje1V980/s640/Day+31-+12-25-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 31 - Merry Christmas!&amp;nbsp; This is my mom, Gigi reading to Selah and her cousins Madison &amp;amp; Peyton.&amp;nbsp; Selah has gotten into the habit of saying "Cheese!" everytime I pull out my camera (perhaps I am taking a few too many pics?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&amp;nbsp; I missed day 32 - oops!&amp;nbsp; Josh's parents came into town so we were busy cleaning up the house, packing for our trip (we went to the mountains - woohoo!) and the like...oh well - should I start calling this Project 364?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGzWaae2CiM/Tv8vu52b95I/AAAAAAAABi4/2uVjAGB6ZDI/s1600/Day+33+-+12-27-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dGzWaae2CiM/Tv8vu52b95I/AAAAAAAABi4/2uVjAGB6ZDI/s640/Day+33+-+12-27-11.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 33 - So, we traveled to Ruidoso, NM with Josh's parents &amp;amp; we rented a cozy and rustic cabin.&amp;nbsp; Selah slept in our room so this is late in the evening...and Josh and I found ourselves hanging out in the bathroom!&amp;nbsp; We weren't ready to go to sleep and his dad was resting in the living area...so we retreated to the bathroom - here is Josh eating some cereal &amp;amp; reading Forbes.&amp;nbsp; I'm learning that the power of a child actually asleep leads us to do all sorts of things to keep that child sleeping!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvs8yatydGQ/Tv8vzOOF-II/AAAAAAAABjA/aOgi_qpj0Yo/s1600/Day+34-+12-28-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvs8yatydGQ/Tv8vzOOF-II/AAAAAAAABjA/aOgi_qpj0Yo/s640/Day+34-+12-28-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 34 - Here is my weekly picture of myself...and I have to be honest, this is my favorite picture of the week...I don't have any make-up on and my fingers were freezing...but I was truly having fun in this moment!&amp;nbsp; We went sledding with Selah &amp;amp; as you can tell by both of our faces - it's fun to feel like you are flying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXsDH0dpIPI/Tv8v4zhoeGI/AAAAAAAABjI/YeJ3IfRlVFA/s1600/Day+35+-+12-29-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXsDH0dpIPI/Tv8v4zhoeGI/AAAAAAAABjI/YeJ3IfRlVFA/s640/Day+35+-+12-29-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 35 - We drove up to a beautiful look-out on the mountain &amp;amp; Selah posed with her Safta &amp;amp; Sabba (Hebrew from grandmother &amp;amp; grandfather)...although at this point she calls them Tafta &amp;amp; Sabby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFeKd3MLtgY/Tv8v9iXDwNI/AAAAAAAABjQ/PvZ1lqkKC8A/s1600/Day+36+-+12-30-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFeKd3MLtgY/Tv8v9iXDwNI/AAAAAAAABjQ/PvZ1lqkKC8A/s640/Day+36+-+12-30-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 36 - Before we got on the road to head home yesterday, we at breakfast at a darling bakery &amp;amp; they brought out some dough for Selah to play with as we waited...GENIUS!&amp;nbsp; She enjoyed making creations...and so did her dad...and her grandmother...and really all of us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a glimpse of our week!&amp;nbsp; If you aren't sure what I'm doing here...I've decided to take a picture a day to cherish the little moments of life!&amp;nbsp; I'd love it if you wanted to join me in this adventure as well - in fact, what better time to start than January 1st!&amp;nbsp; Can you imagine capturing your life with one picture a day in 2012?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to join us, be sure and link up below - can't wait to see what your weeks looked like!&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=122812" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-5331173253407556107?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/5331173253407556107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=5331173253407556107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/5331173253407556107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/5331173253407556107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/12/joy-week-of-celebration-laughter.html' title='JOY - A Week of Celebration &amp; Laughter'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAqxN9qo-fs/Tv8vfxTp9YI/AAAAAAAABig/mXfrM3qBfFM/s72-c/Day+29+-+12-23-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-1562411607732540365</id><published>2011-12-23T09:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:07:26.734-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>A Week of Quarantine &amp; Christmas Cheer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;What a week we had in our little home!&amp;nbsp; Hand Foot Mouth Disease visited and camped out most of the week - it sounds MUCH more terrible than it really is, but alas we were quarantined&amp;nbsp; inside while little Selah was contagious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It actually turned out to be an easy time to stay home from work and I did my best to keep sweet Selah entertained, but I have to be honest and tell you that we also watched our fair share of Yo Gabba Gabba, Elmo, Dora &amp;amp; Downton Abbey for me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I'm so excited for the second season of Downton Abbey to come back in January - can I have a shout out?! (Sorry, this was a tangent from a mom who has been inside most of the week).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, here is a picture a day from our week of quarantine!&amp;nbsp; So thankful that my sweet girl is healthy &amp;amp; whole now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8V--vUmwXI/TvSQ2oOsxlI/AAAAAAAABhY/wo8VzVn-HqU/s640/Day+22+-+12-16-11.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 22 - Did you ever watch Wonder Years?&amp;nbsp; My sisters and I loved that show (mostly because Leslie was in love with Fred Savage) but we were especially fond of Margaret Farquhar &amp;amp; her many pig tails.&amp;nbsp; On Friday of a quarantine, Selah really wanted some pig tails - she kept handing me rubberbands, and so I dolled her up, and she immediately went to the mirror and started making faces at herself (just as I suspect Margaret would do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a little peek at Margaret on Wonder Years - wish it was better quality, but hopefully you can get the idea of just how awesome those pigtails are!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2a1xtD1USc/TvST8iaQKxI/AAAAAAAABiU/C_wlZgIKI6M/s1600/margaret+farquhar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Q2a1xtD1USc/TvST8iaQKxI/AAAAAAAABiU/C_wlZgIKI6M/s320/margaret+farquhar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xElbhBGEVbA/TvSQ64ayYaI/AAAAAAAABhg/391Zn45uqbQ/s1600/Day+23+-+12-17-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xElbhBGEVbA/TvSQ64ayYaI/AAAAAAAABhg/391Zn45uqbQ/s640/Day+23+-+12-17-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 23 - My mom and dad watched our sick girl for a couple hours so Josh and I could do some Christmas shopping...I wonder what Selah is getting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pYJ0kuLso4/TvSQ_fVfG8I/AAAAAAAABho/hjelkVv2k-M/s1600/Day+24+-+12-18-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--pYJ0kuLso4/TvSQ_fVfG8I/AAAAAAAABho/hjelkVv2k-M/s640/Day+24+-+12-18-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 24 - I had the privilege to preach this weekend at Church on the Rock's South Campus on Prayer.&amp;nbsp; So, this is what I was looking at early Sunday morning - yes, I did get 3 items from Starbucks!&amp;nbsp; Oh, and in case you want to hear my message entitled: The Myths &amp;amp; Miracles of Prayer you can &lt;a href="http://cotrlubbock.com/sermon-player/"&gt;listen here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Pvt5VN3NWo/TvSREjtXzGI/AAAAAAAABhw/ncwx7Ba9rVI/s1600/Day+25+-+12-18-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3Pvt5VN3NWo/TvSREjtXzGI/AAAAAAAABhw/ncwx7Ba9rVI/s640/Day+25+-+12-18-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 25 - It was another day inside &amp;amp; Selah helped me wrap gifts...actually, she rolled out a paper roll &amp;amp; had fun!&amp;nbsp; We drew outlines of our bodies &amp;amp; colored them &amp;amp; Selah tried to wrap all sorts of things - candles she found around the house &amp;amp; her lunch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gUH6LR99h-Q/TvSRIQKe-bI/AAAAAAAABh4/0fPrt4ikLIw/s1600/Day+26+-+12-19-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gUH6LR99h-Q/TvSRIQKe-bI/AAAAAAAABh4/0fPrt4ikLIw/s640/Day+26+-+12-19-11.jpg" width="484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 26 - Stir Crazy is the name for this day - so we discovered the joy of turning lights on and off...over...and over...and over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8igh-6DU2Z4/TvSRLWjAm6I/AAAAAAAABiA/PHqOYG_T6Zs/s1600/Day+27+-+12-20-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8igh-6DU2Z4/TvSRLWjAm6I/AAAAAAAABiA/PHqOYG_T6Zs/s640/Day+27+-+12-20-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 27 - We decided that Selah was healthy enough for a Christmas Adventure!&amp;nbsp; So we took her to Santa Land, which has been a staple in Lubbock for over 50 years.&amp;nbsp; It's not glamorous, but it is perfect for little ones - a giant tree, wood cut-outs of favorite cartoons, a nativity scene &amp;amp; lots of fun.&amp;nbsp; Oh, and as a side note, I conquered a fear - I used the port-a-potty in the dark - I refused for as long as my pregnant bladder would allow (I pretended that I was on a mission trip and used all the experience I've garnered over the years)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71abWW6baGI/TvSRTUVNxMI/AAAAAAAABiI/rF4rX4fMR-w/s1600/Day+28+-+12-21-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-71abWW6baGI/TvSRTUVNxMI/AAAAAAAABiI/rF4rX4fMR-w/s640/Day+28+-+12-21-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 28 - My mom (Gigi) took Selah and I out for a trip to Holland Gardens.&amp;nbsp; She had taken all the other granddaughters to see the Christmas displays and Selah was finally well enough for her own special outing!&amp;nbsp; I went to Holland Gardens as a child and I have to be honest seeing hundreds of trees lit up and decorated with such grandeur made me nostalgic.&amp;nbsp; So thankful my little girl has a Gigi that loves making her smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;What happened in your week?&amp;nbsp; Please link up if you are joining us in the 365 challenge, and be sure to encourage others as we take a picture each day!&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=121308" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-1562411607732540365?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/1562411607732540365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=1562411607732540365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/1562411607732540365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/1562411607732540365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/12/week-of-quarantine-christmas-cheer.html' title='A Week of Quarantine &amp; Christmas Cheer'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8V--vUmwXI/TvSQ2oOsxlI/AAAAAAAABhY/wo8VzVn-HqU/s72-c/Day+22+-+12-16-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-9075962038335475047</id><published>2011-12-16T10:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:28:35.745-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>The Moments We Capture</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Project 365 continues with a snapshot into each day of our lives.&amp;nbsp; This week was filled with precious moments of reunions and hugs, laughter and thanks, and even quiet moments to reflect and hug a sick baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm discovering just how much I'm going to love this project - it's a great way on my Friday mornings to look back and reflect on the beauty of each day we've been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a practical side, I'm realizing just what a difference my various cameras make to the quality of the pictures I capture...and yet, I kind of love the grainy images from my iPhone - just kind of shows how everyday is a bit different...I'll make note of which camera I used &amp;amp; I will probably start trying to carry around my digital SLR more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to link up if you are joining me on this project!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBcQXlBP85g/Tutqp1l9-bI/AAAAAAAABfo/R1yDK9GEf30/s1600/Day+15+-+12-9-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBcQXlBP85g/Tutqp1l9-bI/AAAAAAAABfo/R1yDK9GEf30/s640/Day+15+-+12-9-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Friday night we stayed in because Miss Selah actually had a fever at this moment...and yet she still had plenty of mischief in her eyes as she gobbled up her tomato soup - this girl loves tomato soup! (SLR with 85mm lens)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--_Y2gbwVuDc/TutqvP0E0pI/AAAAAAAABfw/jg1K1eSccjc/s1600/Day+16+-+12-10-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--_Y2gbwVuDc/TutqvP0E0pI/AAAAAAAABfw/jg1K1eSccjc/s640/Day+16+-+12-10-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Saturday morning we had a special Christmas surprise with my Mema - she bought all of her great-granddaughters (that live in Lubbock) Christmas Princess t-shirts.&amp;nbsp; We tried to get one picture with all of the girls and Mema - what were we thinking?&amp;nbsp; Anyways, I love this one because most of the girl's personalities are on display here - notice Ava and Madison posing in the back (they are best buds), notice Peyton interested in the shiny buttons of Mema's wheelchair, and notice sweet Molly smiling shyly, Macy checking out the action &amp;amp; Selah sitting.&lt;/span&gt; (iPhone)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRU_ZGt2oag/TutqzAnDnkI/AAAAAAAABf4/c-0Q-UF1FwI/s1600/Day+16+%25282%2529+-+12-10-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LRU_ZGt2oag/TutqzAnDnkI/AAAAAAAABf4/c-0Q-UF1FwI/s640/Day+16+%25282%2529+-+12-10-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And although I'm only doing one pic a day...couldn't help but show you what transpired just moments later - Selah is making a break for it.&amp;nbsp; Peyton is still playing with buttons &amp;amp; Ava is making sure she looks good in every picture!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hemqvgWPDv8/Tutq1wPYrqI/AAAAAAAABgA/WDBfQ3CwZUY/s1600/Day+17+-+12-11-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hemqvgWPDv8/Tutq1wPYrqI/AAAAAAAABgA/WDBfQ3CwZUY/s640/Day+17+-+12-11-11.jpg" width="482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Sunday night the church hosted it's annual Volunteer Appreciation Banquet and it was an absolute blast!&amp;nbsp; This&amp;nbsp; is a picture with my friend Liz who volunteered in the missions department every week for most of this last year.&amp;nbsp; She was a God-send to me (she kept track of everyone's finances as they received them for mission trips).&amp;nbsp; I love Liz &amp;amp; I had fun this night (SLR camera).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Caug66JC-3o/Tutq56r7QvI/AAAAAAAABgI/kMmc7YWrl-4/s1600/Day+18+-+12-12-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Caug66JC-3o/Tutq56r7QvI/AAAAAAAABgI/kMmc7YWrl-4/s640/Day+18+-+12-12-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Josh was out of town this past weekend on a guys trip (he met up with friends from college) and they went to the Cowboys game on Sunday night.&amp;nbsp; He returned home on Monday and Selah was oh so happy to be reunited with her daddy - she was even willing&amp;nbsp; to share her goldfish crackers!&lt;/span&gt; (digital SLR with basic lens).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Yq0HVAqS_A/Tutq-XqluxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/wo9Sw58hwkU/s1600/Day+19+-+12-13-11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Yq0HVAqS_A/Tutq-XqluxI/AAAAAAAABgQ/wo9Sw58hwkU/s640/Day+19+-+12-13-11.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I only took one picture on Tuesday - this is it.&amp;nbsp; It was such a foggy day! (iPhone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3dlGvZ3TKc/TutrB04pxUI/AAAAAAAABgY/MNuJsmbd4bU/s1600/Day+20+-+12-14-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-g3dlGvZ3TKc/TutrB04pxUI/AAAAAAAABgY/MNuJsmbd4bU/s640/Day+20+-+12-14-11.jpg" width="570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;On Wednesday, Selah got a special surprise when her friend Cal (and Patti &amp;amp; Wendel) surprised her with a 3 story doll house!&amp;nbsp; It had previously been Cal's cousin's and when she was ready to part with it, they thought of Selah.&amp;nbsp; Can you tell how delighted she is?!&amp;nbsp; She has played with it non-stop - thank you! (Canon Powershot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky81sy8WZmI/TutrHFNX47I/AAAAAAAABgg/lUzue4ypU0Q/s1600/Day+21+-+12-15-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ky81sy8WZmI/TutrHFNX47I/AAAAAAAABgg/lUzue4ypU0Q/s640/Day+21+-+12-15-11.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Once again, I only took one picture yesterday - and yet it really did capture our moment.&amp;nbsp; I went to a prayer meeting at the Dream Center &amp;amp; was trying to keep Selah entertained (and quiet) as we prayed.&amp;nbsp; I think I was making a goofy face at her &amp;amp; she was copying me - ha!&amp;nbsp; (iPhone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Show us a snapshot into your lives this week!&amp;nbsp; Link up below.&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/thumbnail_linky_include.aspx?id=121307" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-9075962038335475047?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/9075962038335475047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=9075962038335475047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/9075962038335475047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/9075962038335475047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/12/moments-we-capture.html' title='The Moments We Capture'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FBcQXlBP85g/Tutqp1l9-bI/AAAAAAAABfo/R1yDK9GEf30/s72-c/Day+15+-+12-9-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-7696976070542329368</id><published>2011-12-13T16:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T16:00:36.761-06:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Books That Could Be Perfect Under the Christmas Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;you just loveto read?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;There is just something aboutbooks that is intoxicating to me – a cracked spine, the feel of a book in yourhands, and mostly losing myself in a great story.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Thinking about characters long after I’ve seta book aside or pondering a deep thought from an author like Henri Nouwen orCori Ten Boom.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I love books – I alwayshave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;In fact, my mom loves to tell the story about finding me inthe mornings as a toddler curled up with a book in my hands, and how the bestway to bring discipline in my little life was to ground me from my books – evenfor just a day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;She actually just didthat once or twice because I was so very distraught.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say, my love affair with readingis long and I intend for it to continue for much longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I had a friend email me yesterday asking for book ideas togive away as Christmas gifts this year, so I thought I’d share a few of therecommendations that I sent her way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Youmay be good and already have your Christmas shopping done, but if you are likeme you still have a very long way to go – so perhaps these might be the perfectgift for someone on your list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect for the Busy Mom or Woman Who Needs to be Remindedof How Much You Love Her: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xfA1mcidAWA/TufIz50cCHI/AAAAAAAABe4/j_W0BPmhGzY/s1600/ONe+THousand+Gifts.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xfA1mcidAWA/TufIz50cCHI/AAAAAAAABe4/j_W0BPmhGzY/s200/ONe+THousand+Gifts.jpg" width="137" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; – this was my favoriteread this past year because it was not only beautifully written but it made mereevaluate some things in my life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I startedlooking through new lenses at my life- lenses of gratitude and grace – and whata difference that makes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;Perfect for anyone with a Missions Heart:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8dM8ZA1s8A/TufJA-QojRI/AAAAAAAABfA/N-gG0mDMGcc/s1600/Tramp.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H8dM8ZA1s8A/TufJA-QojRI/AAAAAAAABfA/N-gG0mDMGcc/s200/Tramp.JPG" width="117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tramp for the Lord by Corrie Ten Boom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; – this was my other favoriteread this past year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve always lovedMs. Ten Boom for her life testimony and her work The Hiding Place, but I didnot know just how amazing her testimony really was until I was STRONGLYencouraged by my friend Marisa to pick up this book.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;This book begins after her freedom from theconcentration camp and her willingness to obey the Holy Spirit in huge wayswhile in her 70’s is inspirational!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect for Justice Seekers:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f9NMvZ4XQtg/TufJMLldeEI/AAAAAAAABfI/6UWAHOLYRdo/s1600/Scent+of+Water.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-f9NMvZ4XQtg/TufJMLldeEI/AAAAAAAABfI/6UWAHOLYRdo/s200/Scent+of+Water.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Scent of Water by Naomi Zacharias&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; – I was given thisbook by my friends at Sower of Seeds and it is a lovely story of pain, grace,and seeing God’s goodness across the globe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect for Anyone...Seriously, anyone who Needs to Know He is Near:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0q1yJiWIUy8/TufJngFAp8I/AAAAAAAABfY/hqmE62_2SCQ/s1600/Jesus+Calling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0q1yJiWIUy8/TufJngFAp8I/AAAAAAAABfY/hqmE62_2SCQ/s200/Jesus+Calling.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus Calling by Sarah Young&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; – this book is already wildlypopular, but I’m jumping on the bandwagon to let you know how it speaks to mysoul each morning that I read it.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It isanointed and filled with beauty – I truly feel that they are Jesus’ wordscalling to my soul each morning to trust and look to Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perfect for Friends with a Sense of Humor:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xu9GGieHs8k/TufJ5WqmoFI/AAAAAAAABfg/ZtyPu273_JI/s1600/Stuff.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xu9GGieHs8k/TufJ5WqmoFI/AAAAAAAABfg/ZtyPu273_JI/s200/Stuff.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stuff Christians Like by Jon Acuff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; – This book has been outfor quite awhile too, but I recently purchased it for my sister because sheloves all things satirical…and I love this book too.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Simply put, if you grew up in the church andChristian culture it is funny and will make you laugh at the crazy thingsChristians do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So run on out to a local bookstore and pick one up!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I know that I didn’t list any fiction (butlet me know if you want any suggestions in that genre too).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;What about you?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Do you have any book recommendations that youthink would make a great Christmas gift?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-7696976070542329368?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/7696976070542329368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=7696976070542329368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7696976070542329368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7696976070542329368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/12/5-books-that-could-be-perfect-under.html' title='5 Books That Could Be Perfect Under the Christmas Tree'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xfA1mcidAWA/TufIz50cCHI/AAAAAAAABe4/j_W0BPmhGzY/s72-c/ONe+THousand+Gifts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-3817297477795162750</id><published>2011-12-09T08:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-09T09:46:50.077-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>A Picture a Day!</title><content type='html'>Happy Friday everyone!&amp;nbsp; This is my second installment of Project 365 where I'm trying to capture my life in a picture a day.&amp;nbsp; I learned some interesting things this week about the project - hopefully I'll learn from them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's easier if I start out the day with an idea of what I want to capture.&amp;nbsp; One day I was just going to capture something along the way and realized before I put Selah to bed that my mission had yet to happen.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm going to have to get over my belief that I'm inconveniencing people by asking for a picture.&amp;nbsp; Too often there is a moment I want to take a pic of, but I get shy and just don't do it.&amp;nbsp; I'm realizing this project is going&amp;nbsp; to take me out of that comfort zone (this is a good thing - I think).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I really need to carry my camera with me more often.&amp;nbsp; Although I'm thankful for my iPhone &amp;amp; I sometimes like the grainy images that I capture with it...I really can't compare those pictures with those I take from my nicer camera.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I also learned that this is a really fun project and helps me to remember just how precious each day is!&amp;nbsp; If you started this journey with me, what did you learn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to see your pictures - here is a snapshot of my life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-weJ5zUVcNyo/TuIk85neXYI/AAAAAAAABeA/fG-0AGwrcGc/s1600/Day+9+-+12-2-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-weJ5zUVcNyo/TuIk85neXYI/AAAAAAAABeA/fG-0AGwrcGc/s640/Day+9+-+12-2-11.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Friday night we had a dinner with students from my online leadership class.&amp;nbsp; This was the first time most of them had met face to face - and Selah loved the harp at Elizabeth Matthew's house!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5By50bp3LM/TuIlCWZV2rI/AAAAAAAABeI/Wsn6artpSZQ/s1600/Day+10+-+12-3-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j5By50bp3LM/TuIlCWZV2rI/AAAAAAAABeI/Wsn6artpSZQ/s640/Day+10+-+12-3-11.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We had a brunch on Saturday morning to celebrate my lovely mother!&amp;nbsp; I love this picture of her and Selah.&amp;nbsp; Selah really likes posing in front of the camera right now (perhaps a sign that this is a good time to do this pic a day project) - here she is saying cheese as she gives me her biggest smile!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkSKlftkp3M/TuIlH5nq_tI/AAAAAAAABeQ/lCug4XDcVZc/s1600/Day+11+-+12-4-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fkSKlftkp3M/TuIlH5nq_tI/AAAAAAAABeQ/lCug4XDcVZc/s640/Day+11+-+12-4-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I had the privilege to preach on Sunday morning at &lt;a href="http://lubbockdreamcenter.org/"&gt;The Lubbock Dream Center&lt;/a&gt;, and this picture in no way truly captures the heart of this place - I found myself talking and listening and praying after I shared so it was only as I was exiting the building that I remembered to snap a picture.&amp;nbsp; The one thing I do like is that the marquee sign simply says "Worship Jesus" and that is what happens in this place- just absolutely love it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjIDbE81Jbs/TuIlMxtJgaI/AAAAAAAABeU/qyoQsfcGFro/s1600/Day+12+-+12-5-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IjIDbE81Jbs/TuIlMxtJgaI/AAAAAAAABeU/qyoQsfcGFro/s640/Day+12+-+12-5-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We got snow on Monday!&amp;nbsp; Yipee!&amp;nbsp; And this was Selah's first time to walk around in all of it's white goodness - she absolutely LOVED the snow...for 5 minutes...and then decided it was much too cold.&amp;nbsp; In this picture she is proudly sporting Josh's ski helmet - it's one of her favorite dress up items, and she was insistent that it go outside with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IbFurbp99is/TuIlSKb99vI/AAAAAAAABeg/5HvaMOrGh1Y/s1600/Day+13+-+12-6-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IbFurbp99is/TuIlSKb99vI/AAAAAAAABeg/5HvaMOrGh1Y/s640/Day+13+-+12-6-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So last week I promised that I would have at least one picture of myself in this round up - and here is this week's.&amp;nbsp; On Tuesday night we went to &lt;a href="http://paintingwithatwist.com/"&gt;Painting with a Twist&lt;/a&gt; to celebrate my mom's birthday with some friends.&amp;nbsp; It was a really fun experience and I'll probably blog about it later this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HxlsvgKzVxg/TuIlXmHzqzI/AAAAAAAABeo/MpzakFKNyGg/s1600/Day+13+-+12-7-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HxlsvgKzVxg/TuIlXmHzqzI/AAAAAAAABeo/MpzakFKNyGg/s640/Day+13+-+12-7-11.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;This was the day that I had forgotten to take a picture...but I'm so glad I waited because this shot captures a new discovery this week.&amp;nbsp; I introduced Selah to the joy of playing with a box earlier in the week &amp;amp; then it progressed to this contraption which we lovingly call the Gabba Car.&amp;nbsp; Josh retrofitted it with her Yo Gabba Gabba nap mat&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; gave it fitting car noises all week.&amp;nbsp; It is her favorite place to sit, and on Wednesday night it was just the two of us - so I let her sit in her Gabba Car to watch - well, Gabba before bedtime.&amp;nbsp; She was elated &amp;amp; transfixed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycoUro6EXLk/TuIldMIYdHI/AAAAAAAABew/x8gcuC0ra9k/s1600/Day+14+-+12-8-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ycoUro6EXLk/TuIldMIYdHI/AAAAAAAABew/x8gcuC0ra9k/s640/Day+14+-+12-8-11.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Last night was our annual church staff Christmas party and these were the centerpieces - aren't they pretty - very pinterest worthy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So that is a snapshot into my life this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you share with us what you documented this week?&amp;nbsp; Below is a place to link up your blog (my first time to do this so hopefully it will go smoothly).&amp;nbsp; If you are joining us, please check out other's posts and give lots of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, get those cameras out and capture the small joys in your life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_175172452"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_175172453"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.linkytools.com/basic_linky_include.aspx?id=120378" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-3817297477795162750?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/3817297477795162750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=3817297477795162750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3817297477795162750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3817297477795162750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/12/picture-day.html' title='A Picture a Day!'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-weJ5zUVcNyo/TuIk85neXYI/AAAAAAAABeA/fG-0AGwrcGc/s72-c/Day+9+-+12-2-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-1301425590678090099</id><published>2011-12-02T14:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T15:06:07.843-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project 365'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Project 365</title><content type='html'>I've been in the mood to take on little craft projects lately.&amp;nbsp; I decided I wanted to learn to knit &amp;amp; even purchased the required yarn &amp;amp; needles.&amp;nbsp; You know how far I've gotten on the gorgeous gray scarf I'm envisioning in my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, I haven't even opened the package that the needles are in...and although I've yet to begin it's still a project on my to-do list.&amp;nbsp; I've been working on other random projects lately too - spray painting outdoor furniture (although it's now too cold outside to finish the said project), an online scrapbook (I'm actually almost finished with this little gem), and even an Advent wreath (this should hopefully be finished today - truthfully...we'll just see).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever start projects too only to find that they were great in theory and may be great in reality but either the time or motivation seems to be but a vapor and projects are just laying around?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I hope I'm not alone - I think most women are prone to this (men too)...perhaps this is why pinterest is such a hit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wanted to tell you all about yet another project that I'm venturing towards.&amp;nbsp; Have you heard of Project 365?&amp;nbsp; It's basically a photography challenge of sorts in which you take one picture a day to document your life.&amp;nbsp; People have been doing it for quite some time - taking pictures of their children as they grow, taking a snapshot just of their profiles or growing beards, and others taking shots of the little mundane aspects that make up our daily lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been intrigued by this idea for awhile, and then I just decided I would try to make this little project a reality for 2012!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few reasons for wanting to try this out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I'm trying to be more present in my daily life, and for me, there is something about taking a picture that reminds me to cherish that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; I'm also trying to grow in my attitude of gratitude - especially when it comes to the small moments of life.&amp;nbsp; I've kept a gifts journal (via &lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/"&gt;Ann Voskamp&lt;/a&gt;), and I love having something tangible that is like a letter to the Lord simply saying thank you.&amp;nbsp; And how cool to have a visual reminder of those little things I now see as a gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; I'm wanting to grow in my photography skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I want to have a way to remember this season of life - the small moments when Selah climbs into the dryer (this happened on Sunday) and the big moments like Christmas or travelling the globe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to do it, and I've decided to take Fridays to share with the blog world the pics I've taken that week.&amp;nbsp; I'm not going to be strict about any of this (so a post may not appear until Saturday...or Monday).&amp;nbsp; I'm not going to limit myself to particularly great pictures either (if something is happening and all I have is my iPhone - I'm capturing that moment).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I'd love it if any of you wanted to take on this challenge with me.&amp;nbsp; There's just something about knowing you aren't alone in a project that makes it more fun...and there is even some accountability.&amp;nbsp; So what do you think?&amp;nbsp; Interested in pulling out your cameras and capturing life as it happens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go ahead and start sharing a photo a day (I'll post a week's worth every Friday)...and then in the new year we can officially start &amp;amp; I'll provide a place for you to link your blog here in case you want to show others how you are capturing each day of 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my first test week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QR9XU55z4qY/Ttk4iV-kvMI/AAAAAAAABcI/1Be7D99FHws/s1600/Day+1+-+11-24-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QR9XU55z4qY/Ttk4iV-kvMI/AAAAAAAABcI/1Be7D99FHws/s640/Day+1+-+11-24-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 1 - Thanksgiving (This is my lovely mother-in-law Marcy &amp;amp; her world famous sweet potato casserole).&amp;nbsp; I never liked sweet potatoes until I had hers and I am forever converted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AwraPGxZHUI/Ttk4mVg53tI/AAAAAAAABcQ/uzSJxDaEUoo/s1600/Day+2+-+11-25-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AwraPGxZHUI/Ttk4mVg53tI/AAAAAAAABcQ/uzSJxDaEUoo/s640/Day+2+-+11-25-11.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 2 - At the Ft. Worth Light Parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fd94SSERdUw/Ttk4pQUi9zI/AAAAAAAABcY/NuQHM5cSB9k/s1600/Day+3+-+11-26-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fd94SSERdUw/Ttk4pQUi9zI/AAAAAAAABcY/NuQHM5cSB9k/s640/Day+3+-+11-26-11.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 3 - Driving home from Dallas.&amp;nbsp; Not my proudest moment as a parent, but I love junk food when driving and thought Selah could enjoy some too - This might truly be the best representation of a food coma - notice the Cheeto in her little hand!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRQ2WQJt4a8/Ttk4thyyF_I/AAAAAAAABcg/wRuQZcrTtvo/s1600/Day+4+-+11-27-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aRQ2WQJt4a8/Ttk4thyyF_I/AAAAAAAABcg/wRuQZcrTtvo/s640/Day+4+-+11-27-11.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 4 - Decorating the Christmas Tree - Selah loves the shiny Christmas ornaments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yw4Kknc61Xs/Ttk4wOnO7UI/AAAAAAAABco/fDymdBjy6nM/s1600/Day+5+-+11-28-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yw4Kknc61Xs/Ttk4wOnO7UI/AAAAAAAABco/fDymdBjy6nM/s640/Day+5+-+11-28-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 5 - I was giving a final exam in The Pauline Epistles class I teach - this was my vantage point as the students furiously wrote.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MfB2ZFsFYwg/Ttk41I5Kh2I/AAAAAAAABcw/GyD7tkK2MuE/s1600/Day+6+-+11-29-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MfB2ZFsFYwg/Ttk41I5Kh2I/AAAAAAAABcw/GyD7tkK2MuE/s640/Day+6+-+11-29-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 6 - I have an appointment with the baby doctor and this is what I stare at while waiting.&amp;nbsp; Don't you just love pictures of babies?&amp;nbsp; Even if you have no idea who they are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2ESpJ59mwQ/Ttk45ic6_gI/AAAAAAAABc4/WGxYu2aIPrk/s1600/Day+7+-+11-30-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="358" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L2ESpJ59mwQ/Ttk45ic6_gI/AAAAAAAABc4/WGxYu2aIPrk/s640/Day+7+-+11-30-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 7 - Sermon Preparation.&amp;nbsp; The final result is a sermon entitled: Prayer - The Myths and Miracles of Divine Communication.&amp;nbsp; I'm excited to preach it soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NTagwzMxgA/Ttk480MCJgI/AAAAAAAABdA/XTfhzZOLY1k/s1600/Day+8+-+12-01-11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5NTagwzMxgA/Ttk480MCJgI/AAAAAAAABdA/XTfhzZOLY1k/s640/Day+8+-+12-01-11.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Day 8 - Lights at Vintage with my family.&amp;nbsp; I'm really going to try and have one picture of myself each week - I've discovered that I'm never in pictures - always just behind the camera...so even if they are out of focus (like this lovely one) I'm still going to get in front of the camera every once in awhile to remind myself that I was in fact all the events that I document.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;What do you think?&amp;nbsp; Have any interest in joining me in this Project 365?&amp;nbsp; Any ideas on how to make this a project that is actually accomplished?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-1301425590678090099?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/1301425590678090099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=1301425590678090099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/1301425590678090099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/1301425590678090099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/12/project-365.html' title='Project 365'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QR9XU55z4qY/Ttk4iV-kvMI/AAAAAAAABcI/1Be7D99FHws/s72-c/Day+1+-+11-24-11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-10042636988845191</id><published>2011-11-24T08:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T08:50:03.868-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 0px; padding-bottom: 2px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/231161393343113953/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="554" src="http://media-cdn.pinterest.com/upload/231161393343113953_tY0dMsg6_c.jpg" width="554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="float: left; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;Source: &lt;a href="http://www.google.ca/reader/view/?tab=my" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;google.ca&lt;/a&gt; via &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/itspaigeallen/" style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Paige&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/" style="color: #76838b; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"&gt;Pinterest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76838b; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving Blog Family!&amp;nbsp; I hope you are having a splendid day with family and friends - remembering the many ways in which you are blessed!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are lazily watching Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade (well, Selah is actually watching Yo Gabba Gabba), the smell of apple pie is in the air, I hear Josh and his mom in their familiar banter, and I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for cozy blankets.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for dimples.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for my stud husband.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for cinnamon rolls.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for family who also happen to be dearest of friends.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for grace and that He does not want me to perform.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for laughter.&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray that you see God today as you give thanks for the big and small.&amp;nbsp; He is in every gift and every smile and every opportunity to give thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-10042636988845191?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/10042636988845191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=10042636988845191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/10042636988845191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/10042636988845191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-5376752245021084540</id><published>2011-11-17T12:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T12:48:16.331-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parties'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>5 Keys to Throwing a Memorable Party</title><content type='html'>My sister Leslie knows how to throw a party, and Molly Kate's recent 3 year soiree was no exception.&amp;nbsp; The guest list was small (only family and a few friends), but the theme was fierce - or perhaps I should say - the theme was country and Y'ALL...it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know the full background story or just how many hours it took for this party to become the adorableness it was, but here are a few tips I did pick up just from watching my sister &amp;amp; of course...the center of attention - Miss Molly Kate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; The Guest of Honor should be decked out in full party attire&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ryLvyrOvMc/TsR0lunJ63I/AAAAAAAABaw/Yoo4imHWbv4/s1600/IMG_3811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ryLvyrOvMc/TsR0lunJ63I/AAAAAAAABaw/Yoo4imHWbv4/s640/IMG_3811.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;She is ready to party!&amp;nbsp; Ye-ha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Of9Rl6U-dIA/TsR0zj2mFzI/AAAAAAAABa4/QScMyPDNA-g/s1600/IMG_3810.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Of9Rl6U-dIA/TsR0zj2mFzI/AAAAAAAABa4/QScMyPDNA-g/s640/IMG_3810.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is another shot so you can see her full get-up!&amp;nbsp; She is with my Mema &amp;amp; the ever adorable Selah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; Party fare is more fun to eat when it makes you feel like a country girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76UKwiM4qsI/TsR1RcdLL4I/AAAAAAAABbA/sXO4RhGNV5A/s1600/IMG_3818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-76UKwiM4qsI/TsR1RcdLL4I/AAAAAAAABbA/sXO4RhGNV5A/s640/IMG_3818.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our drinks were in Mason Jars...and after this party, I want to go buy a case and make this a regular way I serve drinks - so fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jBlrgPnwCk8/TsR1ZEvrsSI/AAAAAAAABbI/OX58dXnPuPA/s1600/IMG_3820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jBlrgPnwCk8/TsR1ZEvrsSI/AAAAAAAABbI/OX58dXnPuPA/s640/IMG_3820.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Not just any cornbread - It's cowboy cornbread!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; If you can invite cute cousins &amp;amp; photogenic family members, you will have great pictures to remember the event by&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqocvw9pPR8/TsR2EpGNxrI/AAAAAAAABbQ/flsp00jC59Q/s1600/IMG_3815.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqocvw9pPR8/TsR2EpGNxrI/AAAAAAAABbQ/flsp00jC59Q/s640/IMG_3815.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Here is my mom, the true cowgirl of my family.&amp;nbsp; Can you believe she used to drive tractors?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QlboaSd6VIQ/TsR2MY1IE2I/AAAAAAAABbY/AYj3Y6C3xPA/s1600/IMG_3881.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QlboaSd6VIQ/TsR2MY1IE2I/AAAAAAAABbY/AYj3Y6C3xPA/s640/IMG_3881.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The Pigtail Mafia - Watch out for these two girls!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3f2hqz3ohLY/TsR2TBfSJCI/AAAAAAAABbg/60rxuXH9tHc/s1600/IMG_3882.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3f2hqz3ohLY/TsR2TBfSJCI/AAAAAAAABbg/60rxuXH9tHc/s640/IMG_3882.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The older version of Pigtail Mafia - they are leading the way in our world of cousins!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Choose an activity that is fun &amp;amp; destructive!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YYI9rpm_EU/TsR3dCBVWRI/AAAAAAAABbw/VAnnO89n5fw/s1600/IMG_3855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9YYI9rpm_EU/TsR3dCBVWRI/AAAAAAAABbw/VAnnO89n5fw/s640/IMG_3855.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Watch out for Farrah - she has a powerful swing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a-WMPzuFidY/TsR3BaUs9AI/AAAAAAAABbo/PbAhJPvskN4/s1600/IMG_3850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a-WMPzuFidY/TsR3BaUs9AI/AAAAAAAABbo/PbAhJPvskN4/s640/IMG_3850.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Our little Selah was loving the pinata...and Josh?&amp;nbsp; Well, I'm not sure what Josh was thinking here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Make sure the Birthday Girl loves her cake!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6xjvoXMfVA/TsR4BlZ7ulI/AAAAAAAABb4/9nJ9bjBF6I0/s1600/IMG_3823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S6xjvoXMfVA/TsR4BlZ7ulI/AAAAAAAABb4/9nJ9bjBF6I0/s640/IMG_3823.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Molly was excited to show everyone her special cake!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hj0Ug0pHnS4/TsR4I5bXtfI/AAAAAAAABcA/fjlKRPhNa7M/s1600/IMG_3894.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hj0Ug0pHnS4/TsR4I5bXtfI/AAAAAAAABcA/fjlKRPhNa7M/s640/IMG_3894.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Look at the joy on that face after blowing out the candles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'm sure there are more tips to make a party memorable, but these are the 5 I discovered this last week.&amp;nbsp; Happy Birthday, Miss Molly Kate and good job on the party, Les!&amp;nbsp; I'm glad I still have 3 months to work on Selah's next party.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-5376752245021084540?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/5376752245021084540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=5376752245021084540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/5376752245021084540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/5376752245021084540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/11/5-keys-to-throwing-memorable-party.html' title='5 Keys to Throwing a Memorable Party'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ryLvyrOvMc/TsR0lunJ63I/AAAAAAAABaw/Yoo4imHWbv4/s72-c/IMG_3811.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-3436502470567608616</id><published>2011-11-16T20:16:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T20:35:23.084-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Look Through The Lens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I've enjoyed looking at the world through my camera lens lately - something about really focusing in on certain aspects of life helps me to be thankful of what's right in front of me at the time.&amp;nbsp; And so, here are just a few things I've noticed and been thankful for this month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Leaves changing - &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;bright reds, oranges, and yellows against the blue sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YFWWV0o_EUQ/TsRvF3DyDyI/AAAAAAAABZY/r1zb5I9blAM/s1600/IMG_3603.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YFWWV0o_EUQ/TsRvF3DyDyI/AAAAAAAABZY/r1zb5I9blAM/s640/IMG_3603.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmXXbeBMwKI/TsRvUYQr2FI/AAAAAAAABZg/77a0ezOjM8A/s1600/IMG_3606.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tmXXbeBMwKI/TsRvUYQr2FI/AAAAAAAABZg/77a0ezOjM8A/s640/IMG_3606.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Little hands and little feet on a constant search for all that is new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXcmcy5GJ5w/TsRvxHoseII/AAAAAAAABZo/1R4feQypRog/s1600/IMG_3693-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zXcmcy5GJ5w/TsRvxHoseII/AAAAAAAABZo/1R4feQypRog/s640/IMG_3693-2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dr5ArwPbY8Y/TsRwC9L6GyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/mRpTdp-z3s0/s1600/IMG_3614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dr5ArwPbY8Y/TsRwC9L6GyI/AAAAAAAABZ4/mRpTdp-z3s0/s640/IMG_3614.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob59pYIrBCo/TsRwME9UavI/AAAAAAAABaA/BvIiBfGsBBY/s1600/IMG_3628.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ob59pYIrBCo/TsRwME9UavI/AAAAAAAABaA/BvIiBfGsBBY/s640/IMG_3628.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--WCioT0s-yg/TsRv5JR5v-I/AAAAAAAABZw/vjHM0Z5t-Zg/s1600/IMG_3681.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--WCioT0s-yg/TsRv5JR5v-I/AAAAAAAABZw/vjHM0Z5t-Zg/s640/IMG_3681.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGV4FaIkv1I/TsRwexRqrQI/AAAAAAAABaI/MuMz5BimEro/s1600/IMG_3644.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WGV4FaIkv1I/TsRwexRqrQI/AAAAAAAABaI/MuMz5BimEro/s640/IMG_3644.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The smile of a friend who is anticipating her upcoming graduation &amp;amp; the new life that comes with finishing&amp;nbsp; college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WI9iL3WFvNQ/TsRxbsfoxDI/AAAAAAAABaQ/evzE7RRDRVc/s1600/IMG_3754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WI9iL3WFvNQ/TsRxbsfoxDI/AAAAAAAABaQ/evzE7RRDRVc/s640/IMG_3754.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5KPDzZAXb3c/TsRxrsDkuuI/AAAAAAAABaY/RHPhDB1lzps/s1600/IMG_3807.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5KPDzZAXb3c/TsRxrsDkuuI/AAAAAAAABaY/RHPhDB1lzps/s640/IMG_3807.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2pyumwj7lA/TsRx5PF9wFI/AAAAAAAABag/6iWJHVOT_Ps/s1600/IMG_3770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a2pyumwj7lA/TsRx5PF9wFI/AAAAAAAABag/6iWJHVOT_Ps/s640/IMG_3770.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sunsets - If you live in Lubbock, have you noticed just how gorgeous they have been lately?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpyb4gk9-8Q/TsRySL9P9fI/AAAAAAAABao/7OBR5V_imQs/s1600/IMG_3833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jpyb4gk9-8Q/TsRySL9P9fI/AAAAAAAABao/7OBR5V_imQs/s640/IMG_3833.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;What have you noticed recently that you are thankful for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-3436502470567608616?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/3436502470567608616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=3436502470567608616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3436502470567608616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3436502470567608616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/11/look-through-lens.html' title='A Look Through The Lens'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YFWWV0o_EUQ/TsRvF3DyDyI/AAAAAAAABZY/r1zb5I9blAM/s72-c/IMG_3603.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-788093981266148810</id><published>2011-11-09T21:20:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T21:20:54.044-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I Am - November 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-theme-font:minor-fareast; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-theme-font:minor-bidi;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I promised myself a few months ago that I would notdisappear from my blog for weeks at a time again – mostly for the benefit ofmyself as writing helps me sort out life and the many thoughts that seemjumbled in my head.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And so I was firm inmy commitment – I would be consistent.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Iwould be faithful.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I would write.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I would create.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I would share.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I would just do it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then I got pregnant, and I did a little jig and sharedthis good news with you.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VTMBi4FYDc/Trs80j750-I/AAAAAAAABYs/XvGUolwzbyc/s1600/IMG_3397.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="404" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VTMBi4FYDc/Trs80j750-I/AAAAAAAABYs/XvGUolwzbyc/s640/IMG_3397.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then ithit.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Somehow I had forgotten about theall consuming exhaustion that seems to accompany the first few months ofpregnancy…and I most definitely had forgotten about the gnawing nausea thatseems my constant companion these days.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;And as I result I forgot about my commitment to write – no, I actuallyremembered, but in comparison to my desire for saltine crackers and a pillow itjust couldn’t compete.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, that’s where I’ve been this last month –&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve taken a nap most days (if I can time it with Selah’snap or Josh working from home). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve reacquainted myself with crackers and toast and gingertea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And yet I’ve also tried to march forward, ignoring that gnawand playing with my sweet girl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve been praying about prayer a lot lately – is that evenproper?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m wondering how do you helppeople learn to pray and value prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve traveled to Dallas to see a dear friend’s&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;son get married.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oc8tBwq0taE/TrtA8HWWBII/AAAAAAAABY0/ZwFAy0HeXQ8/s1600/IMG_3423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oc8tBwq0taE/TrtA8HWWBII/AAAAAAAABY0/ZwFAy0HeXQ8/s640/IMG_3423.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lovely Ladies Who Impart Wisdom to My Life&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve dressed up my child as Cinderella – she and her cousinshad a Disney Princess theme…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YocSvvytdQw/TrtBVFu-pcI/AAAAAAAABY8/sFUiDe0MlUc/s1600/IMG_3517.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YocSvvytdQw/TrtBVFu-pcI/AAAAAAAABY8/sFUiDe0MlUc/s400/IMG_3517.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peyton as Snow White &amp;amp; Selah as Cinderella&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I’ve had an ultrasound and marveled at the first picture ofour little peanut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V22k4erY2N4/TrtB5KNECnI/AAAAAAAABZE/cULJJ5Kek5w/s1600/IMG_1430.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V22k4erY2N4/TrtB5KNECnI/AAAAAAAABZE/cULJJ5Kek5w/s320/IMG_1430.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve read some wonderful books (I’ll blog about them soon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve been rather hormonal and found&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;myself crying at the slightest emotionalcommercial on television.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve discovered that my child is more of a toddler than everbefore &amp;amp; is especially interested in…well, everything!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-584cRq-I5lY/TrtChs9XmiI/AAAAAAAABZM/-a3U7FpXB-c/s1600/IMG_1428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-584cRq-I5lY/TrtChs9XmiI/AAAAAAAABZM/-a3U7FpXB-c/s400/IMG_1428.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is she adorable or what?&amp;nbsp; She was really proud because she was wearing my headband&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;I’ve enjoyed teaching a weekly class on The Pauline Epistles– I have a great class and have fallen in love anew with books like Galatiansand Ephesians.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I'm back to blogging - hopefully back to a consistency... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is where I am!&amp;nbsp; Now that I’m quickly caught up…I think I’llgo take a nap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-788093981266148810?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/788093981266148810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=788093981266148810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/788093981266148810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/788093981266148810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/11/where-i-am-november-2011.html' title='Where I Am - November 2011'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9VTMBi4FYDc/Trs80j750-I/AAAAAAAABYs/XvGUolwzbyc/s72-c/IMG_3397.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-2946935206202430135</id><published>2011-10-21T08:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T08:51:33.282-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where I Am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>Have I Told You That I Love Shoes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32f68LxVqC8/TqFvbbLY4mI/AAAAAAAABYc/PZfl5NbQSG0/s1600/IMG_3394-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="340" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32f68LxVqC8/TqFvbbLY4mI/AAAAAAAABYc/PZfl5NbQSG0/s640/IMG_3394-3.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love shoes, it seemed a fitting way to tell the world that it's been an exciting few weeks around our house...Not only have I been working on the annual Pursue Missions Conference that is near and dear to my heart, but I've also been keeping a secret... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yyMZ-hrhTcA/TqFvfFW7pEI/AAAAAAAABYk/xcXN68bGI54/s1600/IMG_3398.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="420" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yyMZ-hrhTcA/TqFvfFW7pEI/AAAAAAAABYk/xcXN68bGI54/s640/IMG_3398.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only 7 weeks along (I've never been good at keeping secrets for too long), so my due date is June 8th!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;So thankful to my Father in heaven who gives the best gifts!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS - I know the shoes are "girl shoes" but this is not an indication of the sex of the baby - too early to know at this stage...and I was just using what I had (I've had 2 men already point this out to me, stating that some great high tops or TOMS would have been a better choice).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-2946935206202430135?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/2946935206202430135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=2946935206202430135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/2946935206202430135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/2946935206202430135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/10/have-i-told-you-that-i-love-shoes.html' title='Have I Told You That I Love Shoes?'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-32f68LxVqC8/TqFvbbLY4mI/AAAAAAAABYc/PZfl5NbQSG0/s72-c/IMG_3394-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-5606287406795168120</id><published>2011-10-01T12:22:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T12:23:19.356-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pursue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='India'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Missions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scripture'/><title type='text'>When Art Is A Call For Justice</title><content type='html'>I don't consider myself much of an artist, but I've decided to take on an art project to use at our annual &lt;a href="http://www.pursuemissions.org/"&gt;Pursue Missions Conference&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp; This conference is kind of my second baby - the Lord spoke to me very clearly several years ago that one of my purposes was to be someone who gets missions &amp;amp; justice in the hearts of West Texans.&amp;nbsp; I've learned over the years that I can't place anything into another's heart...but I can do my best to stir up thoughts - to expose people to stories of injustice and hope - for those stories make a lasting impact in the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year at Pursue the theme is FOCUS - I feel like there are so many causes and so many voices clamoring for our attention that we do one of two things - we either shut down because the voices cause us to feel helpless...we feel like we can't really make an impact in any of the areas where need is great, so instead we become paralyzed and don't try to make any dent...OR we try to give to every voice that we hear, which in turn leaves us feeling stretched and ineffective.&amp;nbsp; As I prayed this year about our annual conference, all I could think about what a statement that&lt;a href="http://www.kw.org/"&gt; Keith Wheeler&lt;/a&gt; (a missionary who carries the cross) would say in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ministry is nothing more than an overflow of Jesus' love in my heart.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I thought on that quote...it became clear to me that my small efforts are most effective when they come out of a heart that is full of His love.&amp;nbsp; It is when I know that I am loved by Him...when I see His grace at work in my own life that I am most aware of injustice in this world.&amp;nbsp; It is then that I want others to experience that love...that grace...that joy.&amp;nbsp; It is then that my efforts are most sincere and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this year we are focusing - Focusing on Him &amp;amp; then trying to help others actually focus on what they can do - the simple and the complex...the small and the big...the prayers and the gifts...the overflow of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big believer is using all sorts of methods to get stories and this message of focus into hearts.&amp;nbsp; I came up with the idea that this year we would take photographs from all over the world that have a story - we have blown them up into huge portraits &amp;amp; we are asking people to turn them into art - to say something with the picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this brings me back to where I began - my art project this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking this picture - it's a picture that I personally took 4 years ago in India.&amp;nbsp; I was at a school with 4 years olds and I couldn't help but notice that this beautiful small girl had feet that were painted red.&amp;nbsp; Her little toes were barefoot in the school in the middle of the slum &amp;amp; her ankles sang with each step she took as the anklets she wore jingled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVzNaNqfh78/TodKa2MAkJI/AAAAAAAABYY/xtIDl460zGQ/s1600/Thai+India+08+788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVzNaNqfh78/TodKa2MAkJI/AAAAAAAABYY/xtIDl460zGQ/s640/Thai+India+08+788.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled aside one of our contacts from India and inquired as to why her feet were painted red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sign that she has been married to another.&amp;nbsp; I shook my head in disbelief certain that I had misheard, but my fears were confirmed - at the age of 4 this small girl had been given to another in marriage - for reasons unknown to us.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps because it was a way to align the family with another or because of religious insistence.&amp;nbsp; The contact assured me that she was not living this marriage out, but that she would be given to this person she did not know as an early age - her life...her path was determined at the age of 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of those beautiful feet and this picture has hung in my office from that day forward - a reminder to pray for this one and so many like her...girls in India - precious girls who's lives feel hopeless - that they would meet the author of hope.&amp;nbsp; That the color red would take on new meaning one day - that their feet...and their hearts would encounter the red blood of Jesus that covers all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I'm looking at this giant picture of red feet &amp;amp; asking Jesus how to send a message with this art piece.&amp;nbsp; I feel as though I'm to put scriptures and prayers around her feet (hopefully it will seem artistic) but mostly I want them to be a declaration of hope over her life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is where I would love your help.&amp;nbsp; Would you share in the comments section scriptures or prayers that are on your heart?&amp;nbsp; Perhaps they are directed at this young woman or perhaps for the injustice that this one story stirs.&amp;nbsp; I want to use thoughts beyond my own to paint a picture of God's hope for this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a thank you for sharing, I will draw one name from everyone who comments and send you a matted picture of these beautiful feet so you too can remember to pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-5606287406795168120?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/5606287406795168120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=5606287406795168120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/5606287406795168120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/5606287406795168120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/10/when-art-is-call-for-justice.html' title='When Art Is A Call For Justice'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVzNaNqfh78/TodKa2MAkJI/AAAAAAAABYY/xtIDl460zGQ/s72-c/Thai+India+08+788.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-5895939819304284468</id><published>2011-09-29T15:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:06:55.306-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Zoe'/><title type='text'>Corn Dogs and Funky Freezer Girls</title><content type='html'>Our church has an annual fundraiser for our youth and college ministries. It’s not a car wash or garage sale…it’s not even selling candles or candy bars – nope, we sell corn dogs at the South Plains Fair! I feel as though I should follow-up that sentence with a yeehaw! I’m not sure what comes to your mind when you think of a corn dog booth at a local fair, but let me just tell you that words cannot describe this experience. It is hot and greasy and lines are long (people in Lubbock really like greasy corn dogs), and yet it is also fun in a crazy-I-can’t-believe-I-spent-12-hours-selling-corn-dogs-today kind of way. And yes, I did in fact sell corn dogs for 12 hours yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a year, Josh and I are in charge of the stand and yesterday was that fateful day. In fact, as I sit and type I should tell you that my right index finger is numb from using tongs to pull corndogs from the fryer, and I can still smell the remnants of grease in my hair…oh the things we do to raise money for the kids we love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought you should get a glimpse into my grease-filled 12-hour day of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZwCl1grz-0/ToTRc_bJLHI/AAAAAAAABXo/MggpKJKfzDE/s1600/IMG_1203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZwCl1grz-0/ToTRc_bJLHI/AAAAAAAABXo/MggpKJKfzDE/s640/IMG_1203.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is a short line&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUuDFIGkUM4/ToTRpXCFSUI/AAAAAAAABXs/WPdxIHArQgk/s1600/IMG_1205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUuDFIGkUM4/ToTRpXCFSUI/AAAAAAAABXs/WPdxIHArQgk/s400/IMG_1205.JPG" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kyla painting a corndog - we literally paint mustard on the corndogs.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g7sTZ7ambdk/ToTRy1mmCoI/AAAAAAAABXw/wKZ7eHCMbz0/s1600/IMG_1207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g7sTZ7ambdk/ToTRy1mmCoI/AAAAAAAABXw/wKZ7eHCMbz0/s400/IMG_1207.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mindy Morse showing off her selling skills&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ou3WOqQk2y0/ToTR-x-CoDI/AAAAAAAABX0/2Sbw591ShaU/s1600/IMG_1209.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ou3WOqQk2y0/ToTR-x-CoDI/AAAAAAAABX0/2Sbw591ShaU/s400/IMG_1209.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Studhubs unloading boxes of weiners...there is no way to make that sound proper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿ &lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_AYm2URdL0/ToTSDY3Mn6I/AAAAAAAABX4/aEWGhmRi9e4/s1600/IMG_1215.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p_AYm2URdL0/ToTSDY3Mn6I/AAAAAAAABX4/aEWGhmRi9e4/s640/IMG_1215.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My goal for this picture was to show you just how many people we cram into a tiny hot box...you can't tell, but most of the night the answer to that question was 6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿&lt;br /&gt;After surviving my 12-hour shift in the corn dog stand, I must tell you that I am ever grateful for a new venture – Funky Freezer Girls! Like the name? All credit goes to my sister Leslie for putting this group together – after reading about a group on facebook with the same name. It is simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ghB0o7vbYEM/ToTSVLn2oFI/AAAAAAAABX8/bJFQBJORylE/s1600/IMG_1143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ghB0o7vbYEM/ToTSVLn2oFI/AAAAAAAABX8/bJFQBJORylE/s640/IMG_1143.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister asked 6 friends with families similar in size if they would each want to make 2 meals 8 times and then freeze them. It’s a version of batch-cooking…only it’s not. We realized that if we each just made a large amount of 2 meals we would save a lot of time &amp;amp; then we could share with one another!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgeznOYxllQ/ToTSjHuBDOI/AAAAAAAABYA/UFJhvZEbGQI/s1600/IMG_1146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pgeznOYxllQ/ToTSjHuBDOI/AAAAAAAABYA/UFJhvZEbGQI/s640/IMG_1146.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I made 8 servings of Chicken Enchiladas &amp;amp; Barbeque Chicken Pizzas!&amp;nbsp; Here is a glimpse into my day of cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ErOKDSAZm1g/ToTS-ILos6I/AAAAAAAABYE/4Vjdy3-jr0A/s1600/IMG_1077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ErOKDSAZm1g/ToTS-ILos6I/AAAAAAAABYE/4Vjdy3-jr0A/s400/IMG_1077.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlR8ddTX1SU/ToTTIlob9iI/AAAAAAAABYI/ld8Lgk9EZCw/s1600/IMG_1138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WlR8ddTX1SU/ToTTIlob9iI/AAAAAAAABYI/ld8Lgk9EZCw/s640/IMG_1138.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Notice that I did have a little help...in fact, in order to keep Selah occupied while I made this large quantity of food - I told her that she could cook too &amp;amp; I let her get out anything she needed for this endeavor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is what my kitchen looked like at the end of our afternoon of cooking - oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEjtspGtwA8/ToTTkA5mZvI/AAAAAAAABYM/gRx_aDH8tLE/s1600/IMG_1139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QEjtspGtwA8/ToTTkA5mZvI/AAAAAAAABYM/gRx_aDH8tLE/s400/IMG_1139.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;But, I decided it was all worth it because after cooking, my freezer looks like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBdzSDDHpxU/ToTT0MPe7FI/AAAAAAAABYQ/NTbOmXbEEQw/s1600/IMG_1147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBdzSDDHpxU/ToTT0MPe7FI/AAAAAAAABYQ/NTbOmXbEEQw/s400/IMG_1147.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And on days like today when my finger is numb and recovering from greas-infested hair, it sure is nice to pull out the lasagna made my Kacey &amp;amp; know my family will have a yummy dinner! &lt;br /&gt;What I especially love is that we each made an extra helping of our meals and are giving them to Maggie (Abby’s sister) who can use the extra help right now as her sweet baby girl has been in and out of the hospital a lot this year. Speaking of – you should go check out &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/brynnessmiles"&gt;Brynne Smiles&lt;/a&gt;!&amp;nbsp; And perhaps you should start your own Funky Freezer Girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2C0CFfVt7s/ToTVar8I_EI/AAAAAAAABYU/ZMxJlWsDRHs/s1600/IMG_1145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y2C0CFfVt7s/ToTVar8I_EI/AAAAAAAABYU/ZMxJlWsDRHs/s640/IMG_1145.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-5895939819304284468?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/5895939819304284468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=5895939819304284468' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/5895939819304284468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/5895939819304284468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/09/corn-dogs-and-funky-freezer-girls.html' title='Corn Dogs and Funky Freezer Girls'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZwCl1grz-0/ToTRc_bJLHI/AAAAAAAABXo/MggpKJKfzDE/s72-c/IMG_1203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-4256824662746410441</id><published>2011-09-23T11:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:22:59.268-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>When Minstry and Mommyhood Collide – Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;In my &lt;a href="http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/09/when-ministry-and-mommyhood-collide.html"&gt;previous blog&lt;/a&gt;, I described that fateful Thursday night when ministry and mommyhood collided and a choice had to be made…I of course chose to be a mommy, but as I was at home nursing my sick baby I had a serious conversation with God. It went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: God, when I was pregnant, you promised me that our baby would be able to join the life you’ve called us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Yes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: And there have been moments of that (like taking her to Europe and learning to schedule groups at our house), but God I’m still struggling with a guilt that seems to be constant. When I’m at work or doing ministry I feel guilty that I’m not with her, and when I’m with Selah I sometimes feel guilty that I’m not taking care of ministry responsibilities that you have entrusted to me. This can’t continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: You are right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I’m right about what? Feeling guilty or needing this to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: The second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How do I make this work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: You don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; promised you that Selah would join into the things &lt;strong&gt;I’ve&lt;/strong&gt; called you to do. &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; promised you that &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; would give her the gift of flexibility and joy. &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; promised you that the collision of ministry and mommyhood could actually be a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; are the one who started to believe the lies of society that guilt would always be a part of motherhood. &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; are the one who is thinking this can’t work. &lt;strong&gt;You &lt;/strong&gt;are the one who is frustrated because &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; are trying to figure this out in your mind or trying to find an example of a family who looks like you. &lt;strong&gt;You&lt;/strong&gt; need to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: But…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: No more buts…you need to trust me. I have designed a rhythm for your family. I’ve designed a rhythm of grace for each family on this earth. I will show you how to parent, what choices to make, and how ministry and mommyhood should look for you. Stop looking to other’s cues and look to me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really? I can do that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God: You know it’s always best when you look to me first! Sometimes I’ll speak to you through others, but I’ve given you the ability to hear my voice. Don’t limit that voice to Bible reading time or counseling or sermon prep…that voice is also speaking about how to parent Selah…about how to make this collision in your life a joy! Listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I’ll try…and thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the last few months I’ve tried to listen more closely. And you know what, I believe the Lord really does have a beautiful rhythm for my family. I’ve discovered that there are days when Selah is sick or needing mommy time that ministry needs to be put on the back burner. There are other days when I need to work extra hours or listen on the phone as a girl cries…and in those moments I’m actually amazed how God gives Selah the grace or provides others in my life (like my awesome husband) so that I can do what I’m called to do. For example, a young woman just left my house – we chatted for about 30 minutes about some things God is doing in her life…and 15 minutes before she arrived, Selah came to me with her blankie &amp;amp; sippy and pointed to her crib. We dropped morning naps about a month ago, but I put her down anyways, and she’s been asleep for an hour now. God gave us both the grace for this morning so that He could accomplish what He wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may make this sound too simplistic. There are still crazy moments and mishaps, but the constant guilt is fading, and it is making life so much more sweet – just the way He intended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend, we took our college students on an annual camping retreat into a near-by canyon. My first inclination was to leave Selah with my mom, but when I stopped to really pray about what would be best for Selah, I felt like we should take her along! And oh what fun we had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cwNQVkDrbio/Tny1u3qb5iI/AAAAAAAABXk/RuvmFtDTBw0/s1600/IMG_1116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cwNQVkDrbio/Tny1u3qb5iI/AAAAAAAABXk/RuvmFtDTBw0/s640/IMG_1116.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;﻿ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYmONRyhrUw/Tny0i2Lz6VI/AAAAAAAABXQ/FoxVM62Sa-A/s1600/IMG_1094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HYmONRyhrUw/Tny0i2Lz6VI/AAAAAAAABXQ/FoxVM62Sa-A/s640/IMG_1094.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of these things in not like the others...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;﻿Selah LOVED running around outside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jDJzfFOT6q0/Tny0SPep9MI/AAAAAAAABXM/7N00o4b0H-I/s1600/IMG_1099.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jDJzfFOT6q0/Tny0SPep9MI/AAAAAAAABXM/7N00o4b0H-I/s640/IMG_1099.JPG" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loved hanging out with the cool college kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RukDNpOuwzY/Tnyznf2kIlI/AAAAAAAABXI/gVs31uf0XUo/s1600/IMG_3346.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RukDNpOuwzY/Tnyznf2kIlI/AAAAAAAABXI/gVs31uf0XUo/s640/IMG_3346.JPG" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MSKW3xfX5wM/Tny09AqSrwI/AAAAAAAABXY/krhQhB0YuBQ/s1600/IMG_3182.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MSKW3xfX5wM/Tny09AqSrwI/AAAAAAAABXY/krhQhB0YuBQ/s640/IMG_3182.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gn1n6tXX4LI/Tny1TVXw0iI/AAAAAAAABXc/fsEvvajV98A/s1600/IMG_3237.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gn1n6tXX4LI/Tny1TVXw0iI/AAAAAAAABXc/fsEvvajV98A/s640/IMG_3237.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;She loved that the cool college kids would give her anything she wanted – like Cheetos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w-Dodv2gyYI/Tny1j_9FOXI/AAAAAAAABXg/i4eg8iRgTsQ/s1600/IMG_3256.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w-Dodv2gyYI/Tny1j_9FOXI/AAAAAAAABXg/i4eg8iRgTsQ/s640/IMG_3256.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;And I LOVED having my girl with us. I had to make a few concessions (like our lodging – she wasn’t going to sleep the night in a tent), but it went smoothly &amp;amp; it was one more reminder that the collision doesn’t always have to bring chaos or division. Instead, this collision of ministry and mommyhood can be an opportunity for God to demonstrate to us how His ways are not His.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Matthew 11:28 (The Message)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That deserves a knuckle-knock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xgSOUoFKRs/Tny0w1n9J8I/AAAAAAAABXU/IjKNQd-frQQ/s1600/IMG_3334.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hca="true" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6xgSOUoFKRs/Tny0w1n9J8I/AAAAAAAABXU/IjKNQd-frQQ/s640/IMG_3334.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-4256824662746410441?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/4256824662746410441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=4256824662746410441' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/4256824662746410441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/4256824662746410441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/09/when-minstry-and-mommyhood-collide-part.html' title='When Minstry and Mommyhood Collide – Part 2'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cwNQVkDrbio/Tny1u3qb5iI/AAAAAAAABXk/RuvmFtDTBw0/s72-c/IMG_1116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-181800179392512034</id><published>2011-09-20T09:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T09:02:50.189-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Motherhood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Selah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><title type='text'>When Ministry and Mommyhood Collide</title><content type='html'>I've contemplated writing a series of blog posts for sometime on the topic of "When Life in Ministry is Hard."&amp;nbsp; The purpose would not be to complain - in fact, they are mostly lessons about my attitude in life, but I've felt that perhaps they were needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I feel like in the blogosphere you basically get two sides to the coin when it comes to those of us in full-time ministry (and trust me, I KNOW ministry is so much more than full-time pastors - we can discuss this later)...you either get words from the uber-spiritual who seem to magically have it all together.&amp;nbsp; Whose blogs encourage others to follow their prescribed 6-step formula to a perfect life.&amp;nbsp; On the other end, we seem to have way too many nay-sayers out there who are quick to judge those of us in full-time ministry.&amp;nbsp; Proclaiming how ministry should be done and focusing on the horror stories of those who have been hurt in the pathway of professional ministers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nay-sayers have some good points.&amp;nbsp; I've been hurt too - LOTS - it comes with the territory of growing up as a preacher's kid and going to a well-known Christian college with so many problems that they recently grabbed the largest headlines in the nation.&amp;nbsp; But sometimes as a preacher-girl who is trying her hardest to make a small dent in West Texas, you can't help but feel all the naysayers are pointing at you...and you can't help but cynically wonder if the perfect preachers have a hidden mistress somewhere (just being honest)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the midst of the many Spiritual discussions...you just wonder if people really know what life is like for us...So, I thought I would give people a glimpse.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to share a few of the hard things, and the first blog in my mind - the one that seems to be a constant pull is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When Ministry &amp;amp; Mommyhood Collide&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hit me hardest last spring when a baptismal service in our college ministry was approaching.&amp;nbsp; I was meeting with a college woman for almost a full-year at that time and was amazed at the transformation God was doing in her life.&amp;nbsp; This young woman who had walked into my office with defenses high and questions abounding was on an amazing journey of discovering the beauty of God's love and His transforming work in her heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She didn't have life all figured out yet and was still making plenty of mistakes, but when the baptismal service was announced she approached me about it.&amp;nbsp; I was ecstatic that she wanted to get baptized and encouraged her with all my heart.&amp;nbsp; We signed her up and all was set until Satan, the great accuser, began to assault her with every doubt and condemnation in his arsenal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called the day of the baptismal to explain that she wasn't going to go through with it, and listed a long list of reasons why she wasn't worthy.&amp;nbsp; Through texts and voicemails I was relentless that day.&amp;nbsp; I prayed and pleaded with God...I just knew deep in my heart that she needed to identify with Christ in that water!&amp;nbsp; I prayed and I prayed and I waited by my phone just hoping she would call to say her mind was changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I was prepared to give up hope - she called to say although she still felt like a wretch she knew she had to obey Him.&amp;nbsp; How refreshing her honesty was in my life, and as I hung up the phone I did a little happy dance!&amp;nbsp; It was less than one hour until our service so I hustled Selah through a quick dinner of macaroni and cheese and did my mom duties of getting the diaper bag ready at lightening speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We jumped into the car and I began to make my way towards the church.&amp;nbsp; Selah was noticeably quiet in the car, her little cooing and babbling sounds were absent, but I was not really paying attention because my heart was excited for the college kids I have come to love - excited about what God was going to do in their hearts this night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I heard it.&amp;nbsp; The sound of my baby girl vomiting.&amp;nbsp; I darted my eyes into the rear view mirror to find to my horror that my girl was truly sick.&amp;nbsp; I will spare you the details of macaroni &amp;amp; milk in the hot sun (but those words alone should suffice for you to know it was a BAD scene in my car).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pulled my car over and cradled my baby girl all the while yelling at God that this was not an appropriate time for my baby to be sick!&amp;nbsp; I needed to get to the church!&amp;nbsp; SHE needed me there.&amp;nbsp; And yet, in front of my eyes was my sweet Selah - and she needed me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I cleaned up a mess with paper towels from the gas station I began to cry.&amp;nbsp; Was I to be one of those professional ministers who brought disappointment to a hurt girl who was desperate for truth?&amp;nbsp; Was I to be one more person that she could say didn't show up when she was reaching out her hand towards faith?&amp;nbsp; The fears ran rampant in my mind &amp;amp; I stood paralyzed on the side of Slide Road trying to decide who I was to be at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it was obvious that I could not be both Selah's mommy and her counselor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I heard His voice.&amp;nbsp; The actual counselor...the actual hand of faith...the actual truth...the actual One she needed to see that night.&amp;nbsp; I heard Him simply say, "I am enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I put Selah back into her car seat - my naked baby - pale and visibly shaken from what was attacking her body.&amp;nbsp; And I drove back home - tears down my eyes - crying for my baby who hurt - crying for my misplaced desire to be all things to all people - crying at the truth that He is enough - crying that she would find His truth for herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ministry is hard sometimes - especially when choices must be made, and explanations are not always clear.&amp;nbsp; Have you experienced ministry to be hard as well?&amp;nbsp; I would love for you to share - perhaps we can encourage one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a part 2 to when Ministry and Mommyhood Collide (It's a more positive spin on it and what the Lord is currently teaching me) - I will share it soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-181800179392512034?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/181800179392512034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=181800179392512034' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/181800179392512034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/181800179392512034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/09/when-ministry-and-mommyhood-collide.html' title='When Ministry and Mommyhood Collide'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-3229079058370241258</id><published>2011-09-11T21:23:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T14:23:06.219-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>Big Hair &amp; Beth Moore (My Thoughts on this Weekend's Living Proof Live Event)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It’s a very crazy season of life around our little home.&amp;nbsp; Is it the same for you?&amp;nbsp; My guess is yes.&amp;nbsp; Between my work at the church, Josh’s 2 jobs that he constantly shifts back and forth from, family, friends, and loving on my little one there seems to be little time lately to rest or receive for myself…and yet, I’ve definitely learned over the last 5 years that I have to take care of my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes that TLC comes in the form of sitting outside writing as I listen to crickets chirp (like tonight)…at other times it comes from sipping a great cup of coffee as I talk to a heart-friend…and at times it is travel &amp;nbsp;– for discovering new sights and sounds ignite my soul like nothing else…and sometimes, like this past Saturday, it’s getting into the Word of God &amp;amp; experiencing something new in the world of Christianity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I have heard about Beth Moore for at least 7 or 8 years and yet with all the fanfare (actually probably because of all the fanfare) I’ve never ventured to do one of her Bible studies.&amp;nbsp; I thought I might try one out during maternity leave – I bought the work book &amp;amp; my mom brought over her DVDs…but as I quickly discovered – maternity leave would be a far cry from the semi-vacation I had envisioned before that 6lb. 7oz. bundle came into my life.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So, as I walked into the United Spirit arena with ladies from my church – I realized that I was a Beth Moore novice in the midst of 9,000 women who most definitely were NOT!&amp;nbsp; I was a little leery to be honest – our group got in line an hour before the doors opened…and the doors opened an hour &amp;amp; a half before the meeting even started!&amp;nbsp; I informed them that I would just meet them there…but I decided that if I was really going to receive anything that I should also get excited.&amp;nbsp; So, I arrived with a grande latte before the doors opened as well.&amp;nbsp; I was met by a sea of women - flashy jewelry (I think you call it bling), big hair, and matching t-shirts.&amp;nbsp; Immediately I was a bit on guard until I felt like the Lord nudged me to quiet my judgments and just enjoy the ladies that are in my life.&amp;nbsp; So, I boldly fluffed my mane, grabbed my Bible &amp;amp; told God that I needed Him to meet me in this mass of women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yes, I was curious to see what the fuss was about Beth – I was interested to see just how she dove into Scripture – but mostly, I was aware that if I was giving up my Saturday, I wanted it to count.&amp;nbsp; I wanted to meet Jesus &amp;amp; hear Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And let me say, He met me indeed.&amp;nbsp; He met me through nuggets of wisdom as Beth Moore said simple yet profound statements such as “Disobedience deforms the heart while obedience reforms the heart.”&amp;nbsp; He reminded me through her words just how much I need the people (the “we” as she so aptly pointed from Scripture) in my life.&amp;nbsp; He pounded my heart as she called women to live unhindered – and my mind wondered just what that could be like if I really took Him up on the offer to live completely unhindered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I was also blessed by the fact that she wasn’t completely polished.&amp;nbsp; I loved that the graphics guy was caught in the men’s room when she asked him to put something on the big screen…I loved how she graciously handled women who yelled out that she had forgotten a point when she had so eloquently and passionately finished with a rousing conclusion to this day long event.&amp;nbsp; As someone who speaks fairly often, I know how those types of interruptions can completely throw you off – and yet she was gracious and funny – and she didn’t allow their outburst to interrupt what God was doing in the hearts of the 9,000 women in that room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And if I’m really honest, I was mostly blessed as I watched 9,000 women praise Jesus.&amp;nbsp; With arms lifted high, bracelets and rhinestones shimmering in the lights, I saw that God is at work in so many places and hearts that I often dismiss.&amp;nbsp; I get frustrated with the women of West Texas sometimes (I’m just being honest) – I assume that they are more concerned with adding to the lifestyle that is prominent than willingly allowing God to strip them of burdens and offenses and fears.&amp;nbsp; But on Saturday as I watched women pour over Scripture, laugh and love on one another, and sing In Christ Alone – I realized that big hair isn’t all that is big in West Texas – there are women who have a BIG love for Jesus, and although they…WE…are not perfect, there is a desire – a hunger even – to know Jesus and make Him known.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5UGBwpQq_0/Tm1rbfkK73I/AAAAAAAABW0/Z0ncG8wG30s/s1600/IMG_1047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5UGBwpQq_0/Tm1rbfkK73I/AAAAAAAABW0/Z0ncG8wG30s/s400/IMG_1047.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Sea of Ladies just waiting for those doors to open.&amp;nbsp; It reminded me of the Target Commercials before Christmas...Open, Open, Open...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIrECH_hdT8/Tm1rc20Z3tI/AAAAAAAABW4/uMKW1hPFjxs/s1600/IMG_1048.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZIrECH_hdT8/Tm1rc20Z3tI/AAAAAAAABW4/uMKW1hPFjxs/s400/IMG_1048.PNG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my Gorgeous Sister Kelsey - she is a truly Texas Trendy girl (as I lovingly refer to her)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SQPzbRTxnH8/Tm1rlCCMKOI/AAAAAAAABW8/x23WIJHtYdg/s1600/IMG_1049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SQPzbRTxnH8/Tm1rlCCMKOI/AAAAAAAABW8/x23WIJHtYdg/s400/IMG_1049.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure if you can tell, but these ladies were doing the wave!&amp;nbsp; Out of control I tell you - ha!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PemQk7BMg9s/Tm1rqW7hwmI/AAAAAAAABXA/vMTsV1jK4vA/s1600/IMG_1053.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PemQk7BMg9s/Tm1rqW7hwmI/AAAAAAAABXA/vMTsV1jK4vA/s400/IMG_1053.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My notes after Session 1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hg5JL1aaQrU/Tm1rzJl1zbI/AAAAAAAABXE/up9Qt0mNNh0/s1600/IMG_1054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hg5JL1aaQrU/Tm1rzJl1zbI/AAAAAAAABXE/up9Qt0mNNh0/s400/IMG_1054.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Beth Moore on the big screen - oh, and notice the leopard hat in front of us...if you don't actually have big hair, it is also permissible to wear a hat with bling :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-3229079058370241258?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/3229079058370241258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=3229079058370241258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3229079058370241258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3229079058370241258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/09/big-hair-beth-moore-my-thoughts-on-this.html' title='Big Hair &amp; Beth Moore (My Thoughts on this Weekend&apos;s Living Proof Live Event)'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5UGBwpQq_0/Tm1rbfkK73I/AAAAAAAABW0/Z0ncG8wG30s/s72-c/IMG_1047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-6131496556619773643</id><published>2011-09-09T18:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:09:38.559-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where I Am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Where I Am - It's the Fall!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve been MIA this week, so I thought I’d say a quick hello and let you know where I am on this process of becoming Paige.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where I Am&lt;/b&gt;: Literally, I’m outside sitting in my new painted “ocean breeze” light blue wicker chair.&amp;nbsp; It’s a bit overcast and I’ve kept the door open all day so that Selah can play in this almost perfect weather.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMLziBmp-ko/TmqYRLc7r6I/AAAAAAAABWI/ta10urugfF8/s1600/IMG_3071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wMLziBmp-ko/TmqYRLc7r6I/AAAAAAAABWI/ta10urugfF8/s400/IMG_3071.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve been MIA this past week because after Josh and I finished speaking at Trinity’s High School Retreat we jumped in the car and made our way to my grandfather’s wake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Pepa passed away last Thursday morning, and my heart was both sad that I would not see his face light up again at the very appearance of Selah…but my heart was also happy to know that he no longer suffers.&amp;nbsp; The last couple&amp;nbsp; years were really rough in his life &amp;amp; the realization that he is in true freedom and strength today makes this transition so much easier to bear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The graveside was just my family – and what an AMAZING family I’ve been blessed with.&amp;nbsp; As I looked around at cousins and aunts and uncles I couldn’t help but say many thanks that I was dropped here with these people.&amp;nbsp; They are some of the best I know, and much of my “becoming Paige” process has been influenced by them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8U18TTKoLTw/TmqY-YtmzoI/AAAAAAAABWQ/18-T-bIBpH4/s1600/IMG_0976.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8U18TTKoLTw/TmqY-YtmzoI/AAAAAAAABWQ/18-T-bIBpH4/s640/IMG_0976.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have 21 cousins on this side of my family.&amp;nbsp; Here are many of them with our Mema.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp; I will write more this week about my grandfather and the adventure of showing steers for his Cattle Company – I wish I could post a video from that era of my life – I most definitely did not fit in with the country kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What has been on my mind&lt;/b&gt;: I’ve been learning this week to listen to God when it comes to the rhythm of my sweet family.&amp;nbsp; Selah wasn’t acting herself earlier this week – I think because we were away and then when we did return home she had to stay with babysitters quite a bit as we tended to family needs.&amp;nbsp; So yesterday and today, I made it a point to have lots of Selah time as well as to pray and ask for God’s direction in this area.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We had a blast together – we explored the back yard, played in the kitchen (Selah LOVES to cook – which is ironic since she rarely sees me spend much time at the stove), and snuggled lots.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ayaY4NTT50/TmqX2tlQD5I/AAAAAAAABVs/DpTLDp2xC_k/s1600/IMG_1018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2ayaY4NTT50/TmqX2tlQD5I/AAAAAAAABVs/DpTLDp2xC_k/s400/IMG_1018.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_YsArEtCrmA/TmqX7XgUxpI/AAAAAAAABVw/Ote-SpHBH4g/s1600/IMG_1020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="298" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_YsArEtCrmA/TmqX7XgUxpI/AAAAAAAABVw/Ote-SpHBH4g/s400/IMG_1020.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZnuxFujfJo/TmqYByc8DtI/AAAAAAAABV0/MxGbtu5XqrU/s1600/IMG_1025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WZnuxFujfJo/TmqYByc8DtI/AAAAAAAABV0/MxGbtu5XqrU/s400/IMG_1025.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xXjvMNxfdzU/TmqYLI_egjI/AAAAAAAABWE/xVAQxq4fo3c/s1600/IMG_1039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xXjvMNxfdzU/TmqYLI_egjI/AAAAAAAABWE/xVAQxq4fo3c/s400/IMG_1039.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fRw8AUZZYb0/TmqYXx7JM_I/AAAAAAAABWM/S6U5yWG9zUg/s1600/IMG_3091.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fRw8AUZZYb0/TmqYXx7JM_I/AAAAAAAABWM/S6U5yWG9zUg/s640/IMG_3091.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;She has returned to her secure and happy demeanor&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIOWBwYalPI/TmqYC8FuQ6I/AAAAAAAABV4/2fPWeTQ8cdM/s1600/IMG_1030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JIOWBwYalPI/TmqYC8FuQ6I/AAAAAAAABV4/2fPWeTQ8cdM/s320/IMG_1030.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6wzVt1Xwqlw/TmqYD60zsmI/AAAAAAAABV8/t3Xcb1tYaN4/s1600/IMG_1031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6wzVt1Xwqlw/TmqYD60zsmI/AAAAAAAABV8/t3Xcb1tYaN4/s320/IMG_1031.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QhTmuy38wwA/TmqYEertjGI/AAAAAAAABWA/h9l0cQNqlIU/s1600/IMG_1032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QhTmuy38wwA/TmqYEertjGI/AAAAAAAABWA/h9l0cQNqlIU/s320/IMG_1032.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was a reminder to me as well…that those days when I’m “not myself” feeling insecure and exhausted – nothing remedies my soul like quality time with my heavenly father.&amp;nbsp; And it doesn’t have to be strict Bible reading – but exploring something new, dreaming of the future, and heart prayers are such a wonderful way to restore my soul.&amp;nbsp; Thankful for the last two days with Selah and Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite Sounds:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Have you seen this video by Gungor?&amp;nbsp; LOVE!&amp;nbsp; Can’t wait to hear them in concert next month!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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&lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m sitting alone in a room filled with bunk beds awaiting the next session when I’m supposed to speak to 250 Christian high school students.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I was asked a couple months ago to speak at this retreat, and I was giddy with excitement – because honestly, this is what I love to do.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love to tell goofy stories with a bit of exaggeration and dramatization.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love to see the light in their eyes when a point I reference in Scripture actually connects to their heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love knowing that my gifts are being used and I love feeling fully alive as I speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love the struggle of putting together a message that is truly Biblical and yet can be communicated in such a way that reaches whatever demographic sit before me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I love this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And two months ago when they asked me to speak on the topic of New Life, I honestly thought it was a standard Christian camp theme…maybe even rolled my eyes a bit as I wondered what’s so special about New Life?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’ve grown far too accustomed to the way we glamorize sermon series or camp themes and I was expecting something…well, something more flashy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGs4-8dVn1A/Tl61XJQRa6I/AAAAAAAABVo/RUsTtQndp0g/s1600/photo%25285%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGs4-8dVn1A/Tl61XJQRa6I/AAAAAAAABVo/RUsTtQndp0g/s320/photo%25285%2529.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And here I am NOW.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Preparing for the big night session when tears will flow and kids will make a stand…and yet, New Life doesn’t seem so elementary anymore.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You see, I just drove out of the canyon to find a cell signal so I could call my mom to see if my Pepa was still alive.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It was such a weird phone call to make.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;His life is coming to a close.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The doctors suggest it could be today or the next, and we are all just waiting.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;The waiting is painful – &lt;a href="http://richlyblessedles.blogspot.com/2011/08/waiting-game.html"&gt;my sister’s words&lt;/a&gt; describe it well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;So I sit in a room lined with bunk beds – going over my sermon in my head – but going over moments with my Pepa in my mind.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I’m unsure how to respond to the phone call I just made – he’s still alive but the end is very near…and truth be told…it’s time for Him to be with Jesus…it’s time for his FULL NEW LIFE to start.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;New Life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It has a completely different sound today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Don’t you just love God’s ways?&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That my know-it-all attitude about a simple theme was put into line because now the theme is absolutely perfect – not only for these kids – but for me as well.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;It’s like a precious promise from God as I’m separated from my family at this time when I feel I should be there – it’s a promise from God that what’s on the other side for my Pepa is Jesus!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And life with Jesus is good and freeing and beautiful and new.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;as I preach tonight – I’m aware that I’m not just doing something I love.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But I’m doing something with eternal purpose – I’m pointing to Jesus who gives New Life.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;And my Pepa…he’s definitely doing better than I – because while I’m pointing to Jesus, he’s getting ready to meet Jesus.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-7469329106615735670?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/7469329106615735670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=7469329106615735670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7469329106615735670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7469329106615735670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WGs4-8dVn1A/Tl61XJQRa6I/AAAAAAAABVo/RUsTtQndp0g/s72-c/photo%25285%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-3474539804302401352</id><published>2011-08-29T22:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:10:00.257-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decor'/><title type='text'>Ta Da!  My Pinterest Challenge Results</title><content type='html'>Hey Everyone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you on Friday that I was taking up the Pinterest Challenge from &lt;a href="http://www.emergingmummy.com/2011/08/in-which-we-make-and-do-for-pinterest.html"&gt;Emerging Mummy&lt;/a&gt;, and I actually followed through - yay me!&amp;nbsp; I needed this challenge.&amp;nbsp; I have countless ideas, crafts, and recipes waiting in the wings to become a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One challenge in particular was to refurnish my t.v. stand.&amp;nbsp; I've been eyeing&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/85775541/"&gt; pictures&lt;/a&gt; of brightly colored pieces of wood furniture, and I thought this piece would be perfect to add a pop of color to my room that is filled with honey colored wood!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have been terrified that I would ruin this furniture piece, so I decided to first try painting a small table for the same room.&amp;nbsp; Anyways, it turned out pretty well!&amp;nbsp; Below you can see my journey to the bright turquoise television stand that I now LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the side table I decided to make my practice table.&amp;nbsp; I don't even know where we got this from - I think it is the one piece of furniture that Josh brought into our marriage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1Rn041Ya1g/TlxSENT9ToI/AAAAAAAABVA/e1Q6GT0R9vg/s1600/IMG_2708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1Rn041Ya1g/TlxSENT9ToI/AAAAAAAABVA/e1Q6GT0R9vg/s640/IMG_2708.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Up close, this table is in bad shape. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2eCd3xAlKU/TlxSHP1bdoI/AAAAAAAABVE/EF9dLSwpyHI/s1600/IMG_2718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-u2eCd3xAlKU/TlxSHP1bdoI/AAAAAAAABVE/EF9dLSwpyHI/s640/IMG_2718.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the dresser that we have been using as our t.v. stand.&amp;nbsp; We were given this by a family that I was a nanny for in college.&amp;nbsp; It was also really knicked up &amp;amp; I've always secretly wanted something else in this room...but here it is.&amp;nbsp; And if you've never seen my house...welcome to "the lodge."&amp;nbsp; The pictures do not do it justice, but it is covered in a honey colored wood - walls, ceiling, etc.&amp;nbsp; Luckily, the back is full windows so it keeps the house bright - but I'm on a mission to tame the wood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFSqLtrUgTw/TlxSKlnzgmI/AAAAAAAABVI/Dbg63gozhNU/s1600/IMG_2725.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TFSqLtrUgTw/TlxSKlnzgmI/AAAAAAAABVI/Dbg63gozhNU/s640/IMG_2725.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started on Saturday with a bit of sanding.&amp;nbsp; I don't like sanding, but it was necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSljuf30CiI/TlxSN9GnynI/AAAAAAAABVM/G5p3ZHZWKQ8/s1600/IMG_2728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XSljuf30CiI/TlxSN9GnynI/AAAAAAAABVM/G5p3ZHZWKQ8/s640/IMG_2728.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I painted.&amp;nbsp; I decided to use spray paint (everything that I read said this was the easiest and typically goes on smoothly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_r67NKFPOU/TlxWRKHQLdI/AAAAAAAABVk/Ydr90AHExRw/s1600/photo%25284%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F_r67NKFPOU/TlxWRKHQLdI/AAAAAAAABVk/Ydr90AHExRw/s400/photo%25284%2529.JPG" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we reassembled our many cords that go along with the television.&amp;nbsp; Here is my Stud Hubs doing his part of the project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IMeSIAR8S0I/TlxSR60kfuI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Nn6bjOiVUbA/s1600/IMG_2731.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IMeSIAR8S0I/TlxSR60kfuI/AAAAAAAABVQ/Nn6bjOiVUbA/s640/IMG_2731.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And here is the big reveal - TA DA!&amp;nbsp; Here is the new side table.&amp;nbsp; The color makes me happy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tY0RJxWpris/TlxSjbNTvmI/AAAAAAAABVg/Y-Joz_Og5HY/s1600/IMG_2766.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tY0RJxWpris/TlxSjbNTvmI/AAAAAAAABVg/Y-Joz_Og5HY/s640/IMG_2766.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And here is our new T.V. stand!&amp;nbsp; Selah loves it too - I think she is a bit mesmerized by the color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eX9qyUDbrlw/TlxScTQ4bVI/AAAAAAAABVc/rkpDjdPIz2M/s1600/IMG_2753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eX9qyUDbrlw/TlxScTQ4bVI/AAAAAAAABVc/rkpDjdPIz2M/s400/IMG_2753.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I didn't properly pick up our mess for this picture, but you can see the project as it works with the rest of the room.&amp;nbsp; I really wanted something to break up the color of the wood and I feel like it does it in an unexpected way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDnI8xGHyHo/TlxSV8KxYmI/AAAAAAAABVU/_dlU4E5Sj04/s1600/IMG_2744.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VDnI8xGHyHo/TlxSV8KxYmI/AAAAAAAABVU/_dlU4E5Sj04/s640/IMG_2744.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you Sarah for issuing the challenge, and I want to know...did anyone else join me?&amp;nbsp; If so, you can link up your blog over at &lt;a href="http://www.emergingmummy.com/2011/08/in-which-we-make-and-do-for-pinterest.html"&gt;Emerging Mummy&lt;/a&gt;, or you can tell us about it in the comments.&amp;nbsp; I can't wait to hear and see what you did! 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My Pinterest Challenge Results'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E1Rn041Ya1g/TlxSENT9ToI/AAAAAAAABVA/e1Q6GT0R9vg/s72-c/IMG_2708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-7838935353420898460</id><published>2011-08-26T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:10:34.087-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decor'/><title type='text'>Taking Up a Pinterest Challenge</title><content type='html'>My college friend - super-blogger mom, Sarah Bessey, put forth a pinterest challenge today on her &lt;a href="http://www.emergingmummy.com/2011/08/in-which-i-take-up-pinterest-challenge.html?utm_source=feedburner&amp;amp;utm_medium=feed&amp;amp;utm_campaign=Feed%3A+EmergingMummy+%28Emerging+Mummy%29"&gt;blog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to challenge those on pinterest to actually make one thing that they have pinned.&amp;nbsp; What a novel idea!&amp;nbsp; I was immediately challenged because I must admit that I pin way too much.&amp;nbsp; It's addicting, really...so many lovely ideas and crafts...and yet, I have only made ONE (that's right - a grand total of 1) item that I have actually pinned.&amp;nbsp; It's a shame really.&amp;nbsp; And it is time that changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I picked up some spray paint &amp;amp; got busy on a table in our living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xB02Kc9aIdI/TlhMoBUl4JI/AAAAAAAABUw/6akACzQAej0/s1600/turquoise+image.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xB02Kc9aIdI/TlhMoBUl4JI/AAAAAAAABUw/6akACzQAej0/s400/turquoise+image.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUVoh7Qx2qk/TlhMohr4U1I/AAAAAAAABU0/2mUzXnZ9ylI/s1600/yellow+furniture.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uUVoh7Qx2qk/TlhMohr4U1I/AAAAAAAABU0/2mUzXnZ9ylI/s640/yellow+furniture.jpg" width="448" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've pinned these images (&lt;a href="http://pinterest.com/pin/57348479/"&gt;see here&lt;/a&gt;) over the last few months because I really want a pop of color in my living room.&amp;nbsp; So, I'm painting furniture this weekend.&amp;nbsp; Will you take the challenge and make something too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, we can all share it when the weekend is over.&amp;nbsp; How fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Sarah for the challenge.&amp;nbsp; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-7838935353420898460?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/7838935353420898460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=7838935353420898460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7838935353420898460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7838935353420898460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/taking-up-pinterest-challenge.html' title='Taking Up a Pinterest Challenge'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xB02Kc9aIdI/TlhMoBUl4JI/AAAAAAAABUw/6akACzQAej0/s72-c/turquoise+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-7053078277578646446</id><published>2011-08-24T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:11:50.490-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Obedience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Purpose'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ministry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><title type='text'>When You Wonder If It's Worth It</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vl034EcwVRs/TlVlixUK6WI/AAAAAAAABUs/_FSqEqR8NvI/s1600/IMG_5978.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vl034EcwVRs/TlVlixUK6WI/AAAAAAAABUs/_FSqEqR8NvI/s640/IMG_5978.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you are like me there are days when I ask myself the big question of why I’m doing life the way I choose to do it.&amp;nbsp; I’m trying to live a life of simple obedience – doing my best to sense God’s direction and respond with an uncomplicated yes.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Living a life of simple obedience means I try to write as He directs and I talk with young women when they request it and I work hard planning mission trips and college events and I even parent in a way that is right for our family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so there are days like today when I’m wondering if those small decision to go against what would be more convenient or easy are really worth it.&amp;nbsp; Do you ever feel that way too?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then God graciously answers my silent question…my secret doubt…my selfish desire for an easier way.&amp;nbsp; He showed me today that “Our beauty is not ultimately reflected in the mirror but in the lives we impact.”&amp;nbsp; (Quote from a Lisa Bevere tweet today).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;It was so simple – first it was coffee with a friend who although had some concerns about a decision I was attempting to make validated me by simply saying, “I trust you.&amp;nbsp; Whatever decision you make on this (it was a ministry idea) I will fully support.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then it was an email from a friend I have not spoken with in over 10 years.&amp;nbsp; A simple email thanking me for what I put out in this blog…for it has been what she needed to read at the moment and it has served as confirmation in her life from the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then it was a meeting with a young woman whom I had supposed rejected the truth and theology I presented in a class that I taught 5 years ago…asking to meet so she could tell me about her journey with the Lord…and how my words…and my actions had played a role in that journey without my knowing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;As I sat across from this young woman – face radiant and eyes clear, sharing her story about God’s love and healing and freedom and joy - I realized that every sacrifice…every inconvenience…every difficult decision…every obedience is worth it.&amp;nbsp; And although I’m ending my day looking rather haggard and tired – there is also a beauty in my life…perhaps I don’t see it in the dark circles or frizzy hair today – but I can see it in the lovely lives I’ve been privileged to touch…and that beauty is enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so to you out there today, I have two small encouragements for you:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;First, trust the Lord with those choices of obedience that are more difficult than most would ever know.&amp;nbsp; Obedience to Him is always right - even when we don’t see the immediate results we would prefer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Second, I encourage you today to let someone know that they have made a difference in your life.&amp;nbsp; That person whom you assume has it all together may be asking the big why question today.&amp;nbsp; Let your small act of saying thank you be one way God graciously answers their petition.&amp;nbsp; I’m going to do it right now.&amp;nbsp; Will you join me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And to my friends (T, W, &amp;amp; L – that’s code for their names &lt;span style="font-family: Wingdings;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;).&amp;nbsp; Thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-7053078277578646446?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/7053078277578646446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=7053078277578646446' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7053078277578646446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7053078277578646446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/when-you-wonder-if-its-worth-it.html' title='When You Wonder If It&apos;s Worth It'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vl034EcwVRs/TlVlixUK6WI/AAAAAAAABUs/_FSqEqR8NvI/s72-c/IMG_5978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-4589740188408061868</id><published>2011-08-19T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T10:29:11.344-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Where I Am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Things that Make Me Happy (August 2011 Edition)</title><content type='html'>I love finding new discoveries that make life a bit richer!&amp;nbsp; Here are a few things that have captured my attention recently (basically this could also say: here are a few things that I'm tempted to start addiction to recently - but holding off as best as I can).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Products I Love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PvHfJchX0yg/Tk59pc11AnI/AAAAAAAABUI/7TS7nRiL0sU/s1600/dry+shampoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PvHfJchX0yg/Tk59pc11AnI/AAAAAAAABUI/7TS7nRiL0sU/s1600/dry+shampoo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dry Shampo&lt;/b&gt;o - have you discovered the greatness that is dry shampoo yet?&amp;nbsp; I know, I know...I used to be quite judgemental as well of the hippies who used this stuff, but with a baby and working full-time I'm confessing my judgmental ways and jumping on the band wagon!&amp;nbsp; I LOVE dry shampoo!&amp;nbsp; A little spray and I'm set to go for the day!&amp;nbsp; I've only gone up to day four with this stuff, but I'm tempted to see how long I could go - maybe a full week?! (I know my mother is absolutely cringing with horror at this prospect).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nutella&lt;/b&gt; - I've have long been a Nutella fan.&amp;nbsp; My greatest Nutella experience was a Nutella and banana crepe that I had on the streets of Paris - the delicious bites still linger in my mind...But I've reacquainted myself recently with this delectible concoction of chocolate and hazelnut (hello, if that combination doesn't sell you I'm not sure what to say) as I was reminiscing about college.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q0EuIyxf9BM/Tk597SWqX2I/AAAAAAAABUM/8T3u8ZcVWN0/s1600/nutella.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q0EuIyxf9BM/Tk597SWqX2I/AAAAAAAABUM/8T3u8ZcVWN0/s1600/nutella.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You see, when I was at ORU, every Monday night we had hall meeting (which were usually boring) and because we were 30 girls living in a dorm, the one redeeming factor of hall meeting were the snacks.&amp;nbsp; Somehow, the girls in my dorm discovered that if you dip animal crackers into cake frosting it is a party in your tummy (I've been watching a lot of Yo Gabba Gabba)!&amp;nbsp; And, since we were eating animal crackers, we deduced that this was a lower calorie snack than say...ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day these memories came flooding back to me as I was looking at the animal crackers that I had bought Selah for a snack.&amp;nbsp; I did not have any frosting in my pantry...but behold - a jar of Nutella!&amp;nbsp; And an addiction was created!&amp;nbsp; So now Selah is out of animal crackers and I'm trying to limit myself...but dang, this is good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movies &amp;amp; Music that I Love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Help&lt;/b&gt; - Have you seen the movie?&amp;nbsp; Have you read the book?&amp;nbsp; I have done both &amp;amp; so should you.&amp;nbsp; That is all I will say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EaR8LiGlkA/Tk5-VzQCclI/AAAAAAAABUQ/3I-wQiEKvng/s1600/pride+and+prejudice.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EaR8LiGlkA/Tk5-VzQCclI/AAAAAAAABUQ/3I-wQiEKvng/s1600/pride+and+prejudice.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;BBC Miniseries on Netflix&lt;/b&gt; - I love period pieces.&amp;nbsp; And although I don't consider myself a romantic - Josh definitely plays this role in our relationship, there is something that I love about these shows!&amp;nbsp; Yes, there is a bit of romance, but what I'm drawn to is the simplicity of life...the sweeping scenes of British countryside...and the immensity of simple nuances.&amp;nbsp; If you like period pieces too, I recommend: Wives &amp;amp; Daughters, North &amp;amp; South, and Downton Abbey.&amp;nbsp; The BBC version of Pride &amp;amp; Prejudice is my all time favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5a66KILiq0/Tk5-3CoNbjI/AAAAAAAABUU/-aqIt8V4AV0/s1600/The+Civil+Wars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p5a66KILiq0/Tk5-3CoNbjI/AAAAAAAABUU/-aqIt8V4AV0/s1600/The+Civil+Wars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;The Civil Wars&lt;/b&gt; - So, I know that I'm late to this party.&amp;nbsp; I've had friends rave about them for awhile, but they are playing almost non-stop this week on my Spotify (see below).&amp;nbsp; And once I discovered that Joy Williams was a part of this duo I couldn't help but smile because my momma LOVES Joy Williams and used to ask my sister to sing all of her songs...Joy has come a long way and I rather like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Internet Discoveries that I Love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Spotify&lt;/b&gt; - It's a free way to legally listen to ANY music you want on your computer.&amp;nbsp; There are commercials, but I'm loving this!&amp;nbsp; To see more go to: &lt;a href="http://spotify.com/"&gt;spotify.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pinterest&lt;/b&gt; - I've been doing pinterest for a couple of months and it is another addiction that I am holding at bay.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE pretty pictures, and I love the fact that I can use this as a tool to remember the ideas that I find online and want to to later.&amp;nbsp; In fact, I've had to start being wise and stop pinning every pretty picture I see.&amp;nbsp; I'm now only pinning things that I may use in the future or that are a reference for something I want to do in the future.&amp;nbsp; To check out my pinboards you can go to: &lt;a href="http://www.pinterest.com/itspaigeallen/"&gt;pinterest.com/itspaigeallen &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Instagram&lt;/b&gt; - This fun little program is on my iPhone &amp;amp; I've loved using it to share moments captures throughout my day.&amp;nbsp; Honestly, I'm primarily posting pictures of Selah, but they are pictures of her life - not posed shots to make her look just so...but pictures that I hope will help me remember what it was like to do life with my little girl.&amp;nbsp; Here are a few of my favorites:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LylrsT5CNQ4/Tk5_6sBQCWI/AAAAAAAABUY/uWCyTB29Thk/s1600/IMG_0458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LylrsT5CNQ4/Tk5_6sBQCWI/AAAAAAAABUY/uWCyTB29Thk/s400/IMG_0458.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pOVm-GcJWdo/Tk5_7CFYdrI/AAAAAAAABUc/-hr-ylVFhrk/s1600/IMG_0567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pOVm-GcJWdo/Tk5_7CFYdrI/AAAAAAAABUc/-hr-ylVFhrk/s400/IMG_0567.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y04Xu3uXR54/Tk6AvCQnYQI/AAAAAAAABUg/6IXMxMtUtIA/s1600/Girls+in+Hats.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-y04Xu3uXR54/Tk6AvCQnYQI/AAAAAAAABUg/6IXMxMtUtIA/s400/Girls+in+Hats.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wcAgAQxqjE/Tk6AvjZatNI/AAAAAAAABUk/J9qNKWGPBb0/s1600/Salsa.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2wcAgAQxqjE/Tk6AvjZatNI/AAAAAAAABUk/J9qNKWGPBb0/s400/Salsa.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you loving right now?&amp;nbsp; I'd love to hear about things you think I and others should check out!&amp;nbsp; Please share in the comments - can't wait for a list of new discoveries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-4589740188408061868?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/4589740188408061868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=4589740188408061868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/4589740188408061868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/4589740188408061868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/things-that-make-me-happy-august-2011.html' title='Things that Make Me Happy (August 2011 Edition)'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PvHfJchX0yg/Tk59pc11AnI/AAAAAAAABUI/7TS7nRiL0sU/s72-c/dry+shampoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-4095688812451514698</id><published>2011-08-17T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:12:31.014-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Thousand Gifts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gratitude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>When the Mountains Feel a Bit Closer to Heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-plpcZfBI/TkvwyEpoklI/AAAAAAAABTw/wutPDsgYG9M/s1600/IMG_2203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-plpcZfBI/TkvwyEpoklI/AAAAAAAABTw/wutPDsgYG9M/s640/IMG_2203.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;When my Sabbatical first began in June, I quickly realized that although I had every intention of taking time to rest and refocus, it would not come easily or naturally for I am far too accustomed to a rhythm of busy.&amp;nbsp; A few days into my time off, and after answering my 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; phone call of the morning in reference to work at the church I climbed into the bathtub and begged God for a true reprieve.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;My mom called and as I was lamenting about my inability to find rest, I casually commented that perhaps I should just get in the car and head to the mountains.&amp;nbsp; The only roadblock was the thought of driving for 8 hours alone with Selah.&amp;nbsp; Imagine my delight and surprise when my mother offhandedly commented that she’d like to get away as well and that perhaps we should just go to the mountains together.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I suggested we leave the next day, half in jest and half in hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And I had not even had the time for my toes to properly prune up in the bathtub&amp;nbsp; when my mom called back to explain she had reserved&amp;nbsp; us a hotel with my father’s airline miles (thanks, dad) and if it was fine with Josh we should head out tomorrow!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We did just that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our impromptu trip to Colorado was refreshing and delightful in so many ways.&amp;nbsp; I could tell you stories about driving to a waterfall and almost running out of gas (we may be spontaneous but we are both blondes at times).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C2HWF7_t2Fw/TkvwgjNs7cI/AAAAAAAABTg/h7u8dukTr-c/s1600/IMG_0409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C2HWF7_t2Fw/TkvwgjNs7cI/AAAAAAAABTg/h7u8dukTr-c/s640/IMG_0409.jpg" width="476" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IycnAaZNNg/TkvwqDgkCeI/AAAAAAAABTo/bqKEBPpjarw/s1600/IMG_2183-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6IycnAaZNNg/TkvwqDgkCeI/AAAAAAAABTo/bqKEBPpjarw/s640/IMG_2183-2.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could tell stories of swimming and shopping and drinking tea.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PpxSJMQvyPg/TkvwjTi3Z2I/AAAAAAAABTk/V5TAqC8x52k/s1600/IMG_0417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PpxSJMQvyPg/TkvwjTi3Z2I/AAAAAAAABTk/V5TAqC8x52k/s640/IMG_0417.jpg" width="512" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could tell you about dinner with our sweet friend Sharon who always spurs me to love Jesus more and to see life from a new angle.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could tell you about the conversations on that trip that have stuck with me to this day…my mom sharing about God truths she’s discovered in Ephesians…or Sharon painting a picture of prayer for me in such a way that I’m hungry to discover His secrets as well…or the simple encouragement from my dearest mom to go get my dreams – to stop questioning my abilities and comparing them with what could be and just go for it!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqVeaLiF-I0/TkvyrM6vJXI/AAAAAAAABT8/ehqre0v-Ut4/s1600/IMG_0411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mqVeaLiF-I0/TkvyrM6vJXI/AAAAAAAABT8/ehqre0v-Ut4/s640/IMG_0411.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could tell you that it was here that my mother introduced Selah to guacamole and the song “If You’re Happy And You Know It” and it changed her little world forever (we sing that song at least 50 times a day…and that kid LOVES Mexican food).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Re46g60lKew/TkvwuI96hdI/AAAAAAAABTs/cEiNgIFvLpc/s1600/IMG_2193.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Re46g60lKew/TkvwuI96hdI/AAAAAAAABTs/cEiNgIFvLpc/s640/IMG_2193.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ_LbkQc9Js/Tkvw2KHt8UI/AAAAAAAABT0/W6IhAXeuioM/s1600/IMG_2209.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cQ_LbkQc9Js/Tkvw2KHt8UI/AAAAAAAABT0/W6IhAXeuioM/s640/IMG_2209.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MfExri1pGC0/Tkvw534X0gI/AAAAAAAABT4/9j7OujKTCB4/s1600/IMG_2210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MfExri1pGC0/Tkvw534X0gI/AAAAAAAABT4/9j7OujKTCB4/s640/IMG_2210.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could tell you about the rocks jutting up from the ground and the trickling stream in their shadows.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oz-Inq4aAQQ/TkvzBYyGwNI/AAAAAAAABUE/ZHtV9_lY83I/s1600/IMG_0404.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oz-Inq4aAQQ/TkvzBYyGwNI/AAAAAAAABUE/ZHtV9_lY83I/s640/IMG_0404.JPG" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could tell you all this and more, but time and limited words cannot convey how those 3 days on an impromptu trip set my heart aright - not only for my Sabbatical but for today and tomorrow as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RKu5ipmWl8c/Tkvy8FwszxI/AAAAAAAABUA/LfFNUNMsr8o/s1600/IMG_0382.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RKu5ipmWl8c/Tkvy8FwszxI/AAAAAAAABUA/LfFNUNMsr8o/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And so today…I will give thanks for the beauty and moments I discovered in Colorado:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;179.&amp;nbsp; Impromptu trips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;180.&amp;nbsp; The lilt in my mother’s voice at the prospect of getting away from it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;181.&amp;nbsp; Orange sun setting on the mountain tops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;182.Bed you could sink into forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;183.&amp;nbsp; Mounds of fluffy pillows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;184.&amp;nbsp; Perfect timing for a road trip stop as we cross paths with Holly &amp;amp; Jenn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;185.&amp;nbsp; Tiny feet with dirty soles =the product of running free&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;186.&amp;nbsp; The compliment of giving good advice – perhaps because I’m closer to the Him?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;187.&amp;nbsp; Baby breath in deep sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;188.&amp;nbsp; RAIN – the smell and crispness in the air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;189.&amp;nbsp; Selah Scribbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;190.&amp;nbsp; Quaint tea shops&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;191.&amp;nbsp; Reindeer sighting – furry antlers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;192.&amp;nbsp; Bright red doors&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;193.&amp;nbsp; The soothing sound of running water&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;194.&amp;nbsp; My mother singing “If You’re Happy and You Know It”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;195.&amp;nbsp; Jagged rocks llifting to the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;196.&amp;nbsp; Abba’s whisper to LOOK UP – and then I see it – beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;197.&amp;nbsp; Wise words and perceptive questions from Sharon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;198.&amp;nbsp; My baby’s chubby white hand grasping the dark hand of my beautiful friend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;199.&amp;nbsp; “My motive for prayer is that I’m nosy.&amp;nbsp; I pray because I want to know what God is doing.” – Sharon Miller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;200.&amp;nbsp; Fearless jumping into my arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;201.&amp;nbsp; Journals covered in colorful Indian saris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-4095688812451514698?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/4095688812451514698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=4095688812451514698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/4095688812451514698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/4095688812451514698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/when-mountains-feel-bit-closer-to.html' title='When the Mountains Feel a Bit Closer to Heaven'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Mv-plpcZfBI/TkvwyEpoklI/AAAAAAAABTw/wutPDsgYG9M/s72-c/IMG_2203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-7028734477948905632</id><published>2011-08-10T11:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:13:01.311-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><title type='text'>30 Things about My 30 Year Old Sister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80M1f5wzrpI/TkKsJo0880I/AAAAAAAABS8/OXilkBk1hYk/s1600/photo%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80M1f5wzrpI/TkKsJo0880I/AAAAAAAABS8/OXilkBk1hYk/s640/photo%25282%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;My Sister Leslie turns 30 today, so I thought it fitting that I share 30 things about her with you all today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is the only girl to have ever beaten me up (I should say only person…no men have beaten me up either).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; She is a girl of many nicknames – Lala, Lester, Lindsay…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; She downplays how smart she is – her mind is lightning fast (wit, useless facts, musicality, the list goes on…).&amp;nbsp; In fact, she is smarter than me, and it kills me a little bit to admit it (I AM her older sister), but it’s true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; Her ice blue eyes are captivating and full of wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgOIT1xiNpc/TkKswMZKb1I/AAAAAAAABTM/NZ94vVwV_qc/s1600/IMG_3856.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vgOIT1xiNpc/TkKswMZKb1I/AAAAAAAABTM/NZ94vVwV_qc/s640/IMG_3856.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5.&amp;nbsp; She is oddly good at foreign accents (her Scottish one is my favorite).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; She has a passion to make a difference in her world and THE world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; She is a good friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0epZ0t3RPys/TkKsMpK1jeI/AAAAAAAABTA/Tq_gfqDPvwg/s1600/photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0epZ0t3RPys/TkKsMpK1jeI/AAAAAAAABTA/Tq_gfqDPvwg/s640/photo.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAz_mvTGumQ/TkKqKy6b87I/AAAAAAAABSw/E6qpfhsp0Vo/s1600/photo.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;8.&amp;nbsp; She is strangely organized yet also messy in a way that lets one know there is a lot happening in her brain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; She is LOVED by her nieces.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RKQ5vPqtMfM/TkKs2Sf6O0I/AAAAAAAABTQ/wevTEkoP4Ec/s1600/IMG_9941.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RKQ5vPqtMfM/TkKs2Sf6O0I/AAAAAAAABTQ/wevTEkoP4Ec/s640/IMG_9941.JPG" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;10.&amp;nbsp; She had an awesome Strawberry Shortcake collection that I was always a little jealous of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;11. She convinced me once that our parents had been kidnapped.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://joshandpaigeallen.blogspot.com/2011/02/story-about-kidnapped-parents.html"&gt;See here for the full story&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;12.&amp;nbsp; She has taught me about the power of love, forgiveness, and second chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;13.&amp;nbsp; Few people have really heard the full range of her voice…but let me tell you it is AMAZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;14.&amp;nbsp; She is a wonderful mom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UfUCznpKPuE/TkKs5lvhKRI/AAAAAAAABTU/HwG1rEMsoio/s1600/Molly+Kate+025.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UfUCznpKPuE/TkKs5lvhKRI/AAAAAAAABTU/HwG1rEMsoio/s640/Molly+Kate+025.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;15.&amp;nbsp; She has a wacky sense of humor – she introduced me to The Office, The Soup, Best in Show, and so much more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;16.&amp;nbsp; She used to belong to a show choir that is oddly similar to the one in Glee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;17.&amp;nbsp; Have you tasted her cake balls?&amp;nbsp; Oh my Lord, the girl can cook!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;18.&amp;nbsp; She feels deeply about most things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;19.&amp;nbsp; She is a loving and good wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;20.&amp;nbsp; She can play 4 or 5 instruments (I lost count)…fyi, I can play none (we are quite different).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;21.&amp;nbsp; She is beautiful – like in that strikingly gorgeous way…in fact, someone once told me, “Leslie most definitely is the most beautiful of you three sisters”…and then they seemed to realize I WAS one of the sisters and promptly walked away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_rlVvhcPFI/TkKs6fIuEGI/AAAAAAAABTY/UvlAmI44J80/s1600/sisters+at+lake+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--_rlVvhcPFI/TkKs6fIuEGI/AAAAAAAABTY/UvlAmI44J80/s640/sisters+at+lake+%25282%2529.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;22.&amp;nbsp; She once donned a blonde wig and played a role in “Honky Tonk Angels” – for my non-West Texas friends, call me and I can explain more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;23.&amp;nbsp; She is quite handy &amp;amp; crafty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;24.&amp;nbsp; She is a true worshipper and therefore is able to lead others into worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;25.&amp;nbsp; Sometimes she is shy, but once you unlocked that brain and mouth you discover she could be a stand up comic or a really great day-time talk show host.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq2F3cm1YLI/TkKss6zyyTI/AAAAAAAABTI/r5L-lcMZY-0/s1600/IMG_1549.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kq2F3cm1YLI/TkKss6zyyTI/AAAAAAAABTI/r5L-lcMZY-0/s640/IMG_1549.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;26.&amp;nbsp; She is wise beyond her years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;27.&amp;nbsp; She is a witty writer (who needs to write more).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;28.&amp;nbsp; She sees potential in the unlikely – whether it is a piece of furniture, a budding worship leader, or the people closest in her life – she sees through the eyes of what could be and she plays her part to help make that potential come to life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;29.&amp;nbsp; She is lovely in it’s truest sense – both externally and internal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JA_5eq4CoM/TkKv8YXgkKI/AAAAAAAABTc/jv8ADB8aPUo/s1600/IMG_9899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5JA_5eq4CoM/TkKv8YXgkKI/AAAAAAAABTc/jv8ADB8aPUo/s640/IMG_9899.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;30.&amp;nbsp; She is my sister and I thank God today that for the last 30 years, and for many more to come He has graced me with her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-7028734477948905632?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/7028734477948905632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=7028734477948905632' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7028734477948905632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/7028734477948905632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/30-things-about-my-30-year-old-sister.html' title='30 Things about My 30 Year Old Sister'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-80M1f5wzrpI/TkKsJo0880I/AAAAAAAABS8/OXilkBk1hYk/s72-c/photo%25282%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-8595542803196576271</id><published>2011-08-08T10:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:13:26.372-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Thousand Gifts'/><title type='text'>How to Respond when Deep Calls Unto Deep</title><content type='html'>You know how some mornings are just frazzled from the first sound of the alarm?&amp;nbsp; Your hair won’t obey, you can’t seem to find anything to wear out of your hundreds of options, the baby is cranky, the coffee is burned, and you stub your toe on the bed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Well, today wasn’t that day – thank you, Lord!&amp;nbsp; And although I will commiserate with you for a moment &amp;nbsp;if your morning WAS like that…isn’t it so nice when things just seem to work?&amp;nbsp; Even if it is just for an hour in the morning?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvek5rGjGWc/Tj_9DonPLZI/AAAAAAAABRw/YuyxnmfuP7s/s1600/IMG_2635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvek5rGjGWc/Tj_9DonPLZI/AAAAAAAABRw/YuyxnmfuP7s/s640/IMG_2635.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;That has been my morning…my sweet Selah and I have been sitting outside – she so very diligently plucked the dying flowers from our trumpet vine and ever so precisely placed each deceased flower in the grave of her bucket.&amp;nbsp; All while I sipped some tea (I realized tea is for leisurely mornings while coffee is my go-to when I MUST be productive), read blogs, and recounted a few gifts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;This morning I read my daily devotional of Jesus Calling, and I couldn’t help but smile as Young writes today, “&lt;i&gt;Deep calls unto deep.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/i&gt;You are blessed to hear Me so directly.&amp;nbsp; Never take this privilege for granted. The best response is a heart overflowing with gratitude.&amp;nbsp; I am training you to cultivate a thankful mind-set.”&amp;nbsp; And with those few words off the paper my heart said, “Yes, please train me Lord.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DbuOMkLtyUE/Tj_9bLaOIdI/AAAAAAAABR0/8KAVQLbpn8A/s1600/IMG_2653.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DbuOMkLtyUE/Tj_9bLaOIdI/AAAAAAAABR0/8KAVQLbpn8A/s400/IMG_2653.JPG" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When everything around screams for me to be frustrated or consumed with worry and busy…I want instead to be present in the moment – to be thankful for the moments You’ve given…and so this morning I am thankful for those little hands working so diligently.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for my tea in my favorite cup.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for the freedom to write…the freedom to pray…the freedom to hear Your voice…the freedom to proclaim what I believe and feel.&amp;nbsp; I am thankful for the opportunity to give thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here are a few more things I’ve been thankful for over the last month.&amp;nbsp; I’m counting my gifts – perhaps you should join in!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;170.&amp;nbsp; My favorite table at Sugar Brown’s open and waiting for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;171.&amp;nbsp; The sound of my feet, my breath, and my heart as I go out for a run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;172.&amp;nbsp; Yellow leaves blanketing the porch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;173. &amp;nbsp;Watching pregnant bellies grow (Hi Jessica, Tara, and Sarah)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;174.&amp;nbsp; Laughing with my sister at how uncoordinated we are (this is you Kelsey during our work-out routine)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;175.&amp;nbsp; My girl’s giant smile when she sees me coming her way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;176.&amp;nbsp; Her running with arms held high abandoned with delight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-8595542803196576271?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/8595542803196576271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=8595542803196576271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/8595542803196576271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/8595542803196576271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/how-to-respond-when-deep-calls-unto.html' title='How to Respond when Deep Calls Unto Deep'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jvek5rGjGWc/Tj_9DonPLZI/AAAAAAAABRw/YuyxnmfuP7s/s72-c/IMG_2635.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-1662567129705540075</id><published>2011-08-04T09:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:14:03.114-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Social Media'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musings'/><title type='text'>Why I Almost Gave Up On Social Media (And How It Redeemed Itself)</title><content type='html'>Two months ago I was ready to hand in my facebook membership card.&amp;nbsp; I was tired of the lewd pictures, the whiny complaining, and the passive aggressive status updates that were becoming more and more common.&amp;nbsp; Occasionally I would get to see a picture of a friend's cute baby and I couldn't deny that I had reconnected with lost friends from high school and college...but was it worth it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhRC5pmDy30/TjqqoGutc-I/AAAAAAAABRk/4Ewm10qZ76o/s1600/Facebook+Image.PNG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhRC5pmDy30/TjqqoGutc-I/AAAAAAAABRk/4Ewm10qZ76o/s320/Facebook+Image.PNG" t$="true" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started looking through my 874 friends (I'm so popular...) and I realized that I didn't even recognize some of the faces before me - and I got that paranoia feeling...wondering who is watching me (insert JAWS music)...and then I realized that I was actually more prideful than paranoid assuming that friend #572 actually takes the time to peruse my pictures or smile at my latest Selah update or witty comment.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was poised to hit delete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just get rid of this, I thought...and then the romantic memories came flooding back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reminisced about the early days when I could be sucked in for hours...and I literally mean HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reminded about how handy it can be when I'm waiting at the DMV or on overseas trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I paused...and decided to simply take a bit of a break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I did not take a break from all Social Media - just facebook.&amp;nbsp; I still tweeted daily and was looking into new avenues for wasting time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over the course of my break, 3 things happened that caused me to see that good actually can come from social media like facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;1.&amp;nbsp;I Finally Clicked on Some Links&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually started clicking on links to blogs and news articles that friends occasionally posted (I have to confess this mainly happened via twitter)...but as I was connected to new voices and new writers in the blog world I found myself encouraged and pleasantly surprised.&amp;nbsp; I found voices who were actually saying what I've been thinking for so long.&amp;nbsp; I found courageous women like &lt;a href="http://rachelheldevans.com/"&gt;Rachel Held Evans&lt;/a&gt; who although might be controversial at times...is not afraid to stir things up and made me think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clicked on other links to find stories about unknown people doing the extraordinary for God...and I took a deep breath as I discovered other women in full-time ministry trying to walk on this tightrope that I feel is a constant battle.&amp;nbsp; I laughed at twitter feeds from &lt;a href="http://www.jonacuff.com/"&gt;Jon Acuff&lt;/a&gt; and in the midst of my crazy days I've been blessed to read moms like me who get moments of genius and whisphered&amp;nbsp;revelations from Him as they scrubbed floors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it simply, I feel like I've started to find a community online that I now tune into (almost daily) to see what everyone is talking about!&amp;nbsp; I don't comment often enough - I'm still working up my courage, but I can't begin to describe the joy in knowning that there are kindred spirits out there who ask the same silly questions or who face the same struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;2.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I Started a Conversation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a day during my Sabbatical when I was asking some questions about the way He worked.&amp;nbsp; If I'm honest, I was trying to figure out a formula to receiving His love to give to a friend...when I heard Him urge me to ask others about their experience in this arena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I simply posted in my status, "Would love your thoughts...how does one receive God's love? We tell people all the time that He loves them, but how can one practically walk out receiving and believing that they are loved?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect much...but 28 comments later... I felt that I understood God's answer to&amp;nbsp;my question - basically that there is no formula because love cannot be contained and it is experienced and received so differfently depending on the recipient.&amp;nbsp; It was a fun day - constantly seeing new answers - people sharing their stories of how they received His love.&amp;nbsp; And the conversation continued after that status update.&amp;nbsp; I received personal messages and some of my "friends" started their own dialogues as their answers resonated with other questions that they were currently trying to wrestle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was...purposeful...and for a couple people that day (myself included)...it was spiritual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; My haphazard comment made my husband smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in April, Josh and I attended the Catalyst Conference in Dallas.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A big surprise was that Tony Romo (quarterback for the Dallas Cowboys) showed up to talk about his faith &amp;amp; he threw a couple of signed footballs into the audience that day.&amp;nbsp; Josh is a HUGE Cowboys fan and I thought he might lose an arm as he dove head first to catch that football.&amp;nbsp; It didn't happen, but I documented the even on my facebook page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last night our good friends (who saw my facebook update) presented Josh with an official NFL football signed by #9 Tony Romo.&amp;nbsp; Josh's face was PRICELESS!&amp;nbsp; And I thought...I sure am glad I didn't delete my facebook account!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhniZxxTVro/Tjm56j0zdfI/AAAAAAAABRc/a-IiUugpji8/s1600/IMG_2614.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lhniZxxTVro/Tjm56j0zdfI/AAAAAAAABRc/a-IiUugpji8/s640/IMG_2614.JPG" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L45FMPZUHlk/Tjm6ChIR0OI/AAAAAAAABRg/7t3m03Gmnvg/s1600/IMG_2616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L45FMPZUHlk/Tjm6ChIR0OI/AAAAAAAABRg/7t3m03Gmnvg/s640/IMG_2616.JPG" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you, Mike &amp;amp; Tomi!&amp;nbsp; My husband is such an upbeat and life-giving person, but he is rarely given special moments like this - it will be remembered forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-1662567129705540075?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/1662567129705540075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=1662567129705540075' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/1662567129705540075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/1662567129705540075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/why-i-almost-gave-up-on-social-media.html' title='Why I Almost Gave Up On Social Media (And How It Redeemed Itself)'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IhRC5pmDy30/TjqqoGutc-I/AAAAAAAABRk/4Ewm10qZ76o/s72-c/Facebook+Image.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-9055250580572364472</id><published>2011-08-01T14:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T18:14:25.169-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Thousand Gifts'/><title type='text'>Becoming a Woman who Sees His Gifts Abound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3CqtcLKHHQ/Tjb7ZpEd2-I/AAAAAAAABRQ/MTRyZSYihoo/s1600/IMG_2140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="425" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3CqtcLKHHQ/Tjb7ZpEd2-I/AAAAAAAABRQ/MTRyZSYihoo/s640/IMG_2140.JPG" t$="true" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from my Sabbatical - and the past 40 days have brought rest and refocus to my life.&amp;nbsp; This blog is called Becoming Paige and I'm more aware than ever that becoming truly is a process - an unending stream of change and growth and pain and joy.&amp;nbsp; It's a stream that is filled with gifts - gifts from ABOVE - the orange trumpet flowers cascdading off my back roof and the small joys of Selah's first ponytail.&amp;nbsp; Small and precious gifts that remind me of His faithfulness and love...gifts that are meant to woo my heart so that I can come with hands wide open trusting where He might lead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my choice each day whether I will&amp;nbsp;pause long enough to recognize those gifts and more importantly the Giver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been far too many days in my 32 years in which I've not looked up to see the gifts, but the last 40 days were different - gift abounded at every turn - so many I cannot begin to list them all here...but let me share with you a small glimpse of the first few gifts that came my way as I set aside 40 days to rest...40 days to refocus...and 40 days to see Him all around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Discovery of New Life&lt;br /&gt;161.&amp;nbsp; New fluffy feathers of baby birds&lt;br /&gt;162.&amp;nbsp; The watchful stance of momma bird&lt;br /&gt;163.&amp;nbsp; Intricately woven nest&lt;br /&gt;164.&amp;nbsp; The hint of a smile from a tiny beak&lt;br /&gt;165.&amp;nbsp; Cool morning to sip my coffee&lt;br /&gt;166. Painted toenails on tiny feet&lt;br /&gt;167.&amp;nbsp; Orange blooms like a trumpet&lt;br /&gt;168.&amp;nbsp; Color coordinated books&lt;br /&gt;169.&amp;nbsp; Time to type out my heart thoughts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aholyexperience.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i242.photobucket.com/albums/ff162/annvoskamp/multitudesonmondaysbutton2-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-9055250580572364472?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/9055250580572364472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=9055250580572364472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/9055250580572364472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/9055250580572364472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/08/becoming-woman-who-sees-his-gifts.html' title='Becoming a Woman who Sees His Gifts Abound'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3CqtcLKHHQ/Tjb7ZpEd2-I/AAAAAAAABRQ/MTRyZSYihoo/s72-c/IMG_2140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-6574629079524068639</id><published>2011-06-25T10:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T10:41:52.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabbatical</title><content type='html'>I've been quiet for quite some time...it's been a season where I've been asking questions and redefining some areas of my life...and I've found in those seasons it's best to keep your mouth shut.&amp;nbsp; So that's what I've done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently on Day 4 of a 40 Day Sabbatical (after working at the church for 8.5 years, I'm tired and lacking vision)...&amp;nbsp; So I'm getting some rest &amp;amp; hoping to clarify what is next.&amp;nbsp; It's only been 4 days but I already am hearing the Lord more clearly than I have in a while - He's doing some work on my heart, opening my eyes to see beauty around, and challenging some actions and beliefs that I've held.&amp;nbsp; Who knows what the next 36 days will hold...but I'm expectant and nervous at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'll continue to mostly be quiet...but I will be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time - look at one of the little beauties that God has been pointing out to me.&amp;nbsp; There is a bird's nest on my back porch &amp;amp; Selah and I have become fascinated with these little ones as they grow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mRMGPUpyoU/TgYAQWcr8PI/AAAAAAAABQo/B9V0I7IQY9o/s1600/IMG_2066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mRMGPUpyoU/TgYAQWcr8PI/AAAAAAAABQo/B9V0I7IQY9o/s400/IMG_2066.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;These little guys still have their eyes closed...but are precious!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I'm also quite taken with this beauty!&amp;nbsp; What a joy she is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdiybH3v0HM/TgYBJLVrENI/AAAAAAAABQs/iPwEoBI6Fbg/s1600/Dominika+pic2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sdiybH3v0HM/TgYBJLVrENI/AAAAAAAABQs/iPwEoBI6Fbg/s400/Dominika+pic2.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just want to squeeze those little legs!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, I pray that God grants you restful days and eyes to see the beauty that points to His goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paige&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-6574629079524068639?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/6574629079524068639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=6574629079524068639' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/6574629079524068639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/6574629079524068639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/06/sabbatical.html' title='Sabbatical'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7mRMGPUpyoU/TgYAQWcr8PI/AAAAAAAABQo/B9V0I7IQY9o/s72-c/IMG_2066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-3772563245657031484</id><published>2011-04-26T12:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T12:04:49.362-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>A Story about a Runaway Princess</title><content type='html'>I have long held princess tendencies…some good…some leaning on the spoiled brat side. The good parts of being a princess have come in handy in the boy department…I was always taught that I should be treated like a princess. My father loved me well – and taught his 3 daughters that any man in our lives must live up to a similar standard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spoiled brat side of my princess persona most likely just comes from the fact that I’m a girl – a girl who knows what she wants. And as is true for most girls, I often fantasized when I was little that every wish was my command – isn’t that what makes being a princess so great? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the tiara is cool and so are the ball gowns…but what I’ve always really wanted was a fairy godmother or at least a butler that will come at the ring of a bell… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is this princess mentality that caused me to run away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was a runaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an evening in the summer and my sister and I had been playing outside all day. No doubt we were likely playing fairy princess with the neighbors or our other favorite pretend game – grocery store (we just loved to pretend to slide those items across the table and listen to them beep!) Well, it was time to go to bed (at least that is what my mother said). And I was not happy about this turn in events – I needed to finish getting ready for the ball or at least ring up a total for the grocery customers! I had things to do – people to play with…bikes the ride…ice cream to eat…a prince to find! But when my mom told Leslie and I to come inside we begrudgingly obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What transpired next are events that I will never forget. My mother took one sniff of us and demanded that we get into the bathtub. I didn’t particularly want to take a bath, but what really upset me was the fact that she said it was too late to take our own baths – I must get into the bathtub with my 3-year old sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked…furious…defiant. I might be willing to stop playing princess, but I would not stoop so low as to fully remove my tiara and take a bath with my maid (Leslie always got the bad parts in our games – sorry Les). My mother looked at me with a sigh – this was not the first of my defiant moments…she was familiar with my ways. She calmly stated that I was to get in the bathtub immediately and then go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in my birthday suit glancing at my 3-year old sister playing innocently in the water, I decided that this was the time to make my stand. I put my clothes back on and returned to my room. Leslie asked where I was going, and I told her that I was going to live with Mama Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I thought to myself. Mama Jo. She understood me – she would never force me to take a bath with Leslie. And as I thought about this prospect I saw donuts, candy, late night television, and freedom dance through my head. It was perfection – why had I not thought about this before? Mama Jo let us have ANYTHING we wanted – her house would be like living in a castle with…dare I say it…a fairy godmother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I marched to my closet and grabbed my trusty suitcase. I fit the essentials of gonga (my stuffed monkey), underwear, and some lip gloss into my trusty tote and headed towards the door. I loudly screamed good-bye and slammed the door behind me – weren’t they going to try to stop me? Hmph…it’s their loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed out on my own – excited at the truly princess life that awaited me. I walked to the end of the block, only to meet a dilemma...I WASN’T ALLOWED TO CROSS THE STREET. I stood there for a few minutes weighing my options and decided to see what was around the corner…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that I walked around my block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely around 1 city block until I found myself walking back in front of my house. And there were my parents (now that I’m adult, I’m pretty sure that they were following me the entire time)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting…waiting on me with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I burst into tears as I fell into their arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would always be better than any princess life…even a life with unlimited donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked back into the house arm in arm and I was greeted by my wet-haired sister who was also happy to see I had returned. As my mom drew me a fresh bubble bath she explained that although I could take my own bath tonight, I would not always get my way. I might be a princess, but I was her princess…and that meant I had to live by the rules of her castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Becoming Paige&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many times have I packed a suitcase and walked away from God? There was the time that He told me to let go of a boy and I was not ready. There was the time that He asked me to forgive that person who had wounded my heart and I wanted to hold onto my pain. And there have been those times when the comforts of this world…the Mama Jo’s so to speak…just looked better than my reality – those are the most often times that I’ve decided to go my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet, because of the foundations that were laid in my heart as a child, God has graciously allowed me to see when I’m getting to a street…and I rarely cross it. I know that it is safest back in His arms – even if I don’t always get my princess preferences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS – Mama Jo passed away when I was 15 – she was a fairy grandmother – she blessed my life…and I miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-3772563245657031484?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/3772563245657031484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=3772563245657031484' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3772563245657031484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/3772563245657031484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/04/story-about-runaway-princess.html' title='A Story about a Runaway Princess'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-6551874424740558521</id><published>2011-04-25T13:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T13:20:18.558-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Princess List</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Yub1KBTEFw/TbW4cMwBrNI/AAAAAAAABQY/dBIsDZeAwF8/s1600/tiara.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Yub1KBTEFw/TbW4cMwBrNI/AAAAAAAABQY/dBIsDZeAwF8/s320/tiara.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1.&amp;nbsp; I have decided to call this Princess Week on the Becoming Paige blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&amp;nbsp; This may have something to do with the royal wedding on the horizon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp; Have you heard about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&amp;nbsp; I may or may not have watched William and Kate (the movie) on Lifetime this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29GXjX0fPAU/TbW4bnY3x8I/AAAAAAAABQU/srqS5VsVDjM/s1600/Prince-William-Kate-Middleton1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-29GXjX0fPAU/TbW4bnY3x8I/AAAAAAAABQU/srqS5VsVDjM/s400/Prince-William-Kate-Middleton1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&amp;nbsp; Okay, I did in fact watch William and Kate (the movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.&amp;nbsp; It was a long weekend for me &amp;amp; I got sucked in late one night...don't judge me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; So now I am thinking about princesses... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&amp;nbsp; And I realized that I must share with you 2 stories this week about my attempts to becoming a princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.&amp;nbsp; And how they failed miserably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.&amp;nbsp; And I also must share with you my plans for a Royal Wedding Watch Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.&amp;nbsp; I'm especially curious what your vote is for the type of hat I should wear while watching the wedding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PIclNn9lMcw/TbW4bXZ3qNI/AAAAAAAABQQ/O3Hc1oyBDgM/s1600/kate+hat1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-49Az0V25B9U/TbW4bMUHGKI/AAAAAAAABQM/1edQJ0eq88w/s1600/kate+hat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-49Az0V25B9U/TbW4bMUHGKI/AAAAAAAABQM/1edQJ0eq88w/s320/kate+hat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PIclNn9lMcw/TbW4bXZ3qNI/AAAAAAAABQQ/O3Hc1oyBDgM/s320/kate+hat1.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;12.&amp;nbsp; Any votes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.&amp;nbsp; And I must conclude this list by showing you pictures of my little princess yesterday on Easter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.&amp;nbsp; She is taking on princess tendencies with each passing day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7_e-RPjGQ4/TbW1zENteZI/AAAAAAAABP8/ZH1Qo585DfE/s1600/IMG_1757.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="348" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E7_e-RPjGQ4/TbW1zENteZI/AAAAAAAABP8/ZH1Qo585DfE/s640/IMG_1757.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.&amp;nbsp; And I must admit that I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.&amp;nbsp; She is demonstrating that a princess must think carefully before she acts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JToxXGd-xSQ/TbW16BHiRQI/AAAAAAAABQA/L8I4EkRLoaA/s1600/IMG_1788.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JToxXGd-xSQ/TbW16BHiRQI/AAAAAAAABQA/L8I4EkRLoaA/s640/IMG_1788.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. And she is learning the art of manners...like how to sneak around a door...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTCVQn-4UnQ/TbW1bH2TIGI/AAAAAAAABPw/1Z7CNGWLmNg/s1600/IMG_1625.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTCVQn-4UnQ/TbW1bH2TIGI/AAAAAAAABPw/1Z7CNGWLmNg/s640/IMG_1625.jpg" width="425" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She is learning that a princess shares with others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXWB1rE2TMI/TbW1nqS5X4I/AAAAAAAABP0/79CHS28e2PU/s1600/IMG_1673.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WXWB1rE2TMI/TbW1nqS5X4I/AAAAAAAABP0/79CHS28e2PU/s640/IMG_1673.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.&amp;nbsp; Lastly, she is learning the art of discreetly scratching one's belly while in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fCn3URbJlg/TbW3_4er1nI/AAAAAAAABQI/iQN7TXp4Ew4/s1600/IMG_1536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="426" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3fCn3URbJlg/TbW3_4er1nI/AAAAAAAABQI/iQN7TXp4Ew4/s640/IMG_1536.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.&amp;nbsp; So, get excited with me...this princess week is going to be Fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DapXiz2kpTE/TbW1vGjB_mI/AAAAAAAABP4/AXS3fy5GXm8/s1600/IMG_1755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DapXiz2kpTE/TbW1vGjB_mI/AAAAAAAABP4/AXS3fy5GXm8/s640/IMG_1755.jpg" width="426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-6551874424740558521?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/6551874424740558521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=6551874424740558521' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/6551874424740558521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/6551874424740558521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/04/princess-list.html' title='A Princess List'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Yub1KBTEFw/TbW4cMwBrNI/AAAAAAAABQY/dBIsDZeAwF8/s72-c/tiara.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-2102256333285234595</id><published>2011-04-22T14:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T14:19:50.744-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vJ1nU-cu18/TbHUalsADLI/AAAAAAAABPs/JH6nfwLYIq8/s1600/photo%255B2%255D.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vJ1nU-cu18/TbHUalsADLI/AAAAAAAABPs/JH6nfwLYIq8/s400/photo%255B2%255D.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today...I am thankful to Him...and for Him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-2102256333285234595?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/2102256333285234595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=2102256333285234595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/2102256333285234595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/2102256333285234595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/04/today.html' title='Today...'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7vJ1nU-cu18/TbHUalsADLI/AAAAAAAABPs/JH6nfwLYIq8/s72-c/photo%255B2%255D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-9161803009794707538</id><published>2011-04-20T11:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:39:47.634-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travels'/><title type='text'>Back from Czech Part 3 - Ugly Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iGon1lk6aQ/Ta8KqFDwq8I/AAAAAAAABOo/O9h-ePKAZ2o/s1600/IMG_1908.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iGon1lk6aQ/Ta8KqFDwq8I/AAAAAAAABOo/O9h-ePKAZ2o/s400/IMG_1908.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ve tried to write this portion of our trip at least 20 times in my head – each time feeling that more should be said…or that my words were empty in comparison with that morning…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;How do I convey to you the experience of walking through a concentration camp?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do I even want to attempt it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;The unimaginable horrors that must have happened there still linger in the air.&amp;nbsp; It was hard to breathe at times and my mind wanted to flee…I wanted to believe these bunks I was saw…the showers I walked through were merely a fictitious story…a story that in no way affected me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9FeuMG2stc/Ta8KhotDiAI/AAAAAAAABOc/eQu10Z3JQJQ/s1600/IMG_1903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h9FeuMG2stc/Ta8KhotDiAI/AAAAAAAABOc/eQu10Z3JQJQ/s320/IMG_1903.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And yet, I could reach out and touch those bunks – who must have slept there?&amp;nbsp; Where were his children?&amp;nbsp; Did he survive?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Do atrocities like this still happen in the world today…surely not…and yet my heart knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OylUwHzx5Oo/Ta8Kn-XUObI/AAAAAAAABOk/0arf6a8Cquc/s1600/IMG_1905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OylUwHzx5Oo/Ta8Kn-XUObI/AAAAAAAABOk/0arf6a8Cquc/s320/IMG_1905.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And then on Monday night of this week I was teaching my church history class…and it was time to speak about The Crusades…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And again I was tempted to teach it quickly…tempted with the desire to treat it merely as a story…a story completely unrelated to me…and yet my heart knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sitting in my empty classroom waiting on students to arrive…I stared out a window and realized that on this night…there were thousands of Jewish people around the globe celebrating the Passover Sedar…celebrating freedom from oppression…remembering God’s goodness…and my heart filled with sorrow…sorrow that so often my Christian history has been that agent of oppression…that agent of hate…that agent of death…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;And the part I can play today seems so small and insignificant in light of the injustice that has gone before…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;But I will do what I can&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;…I can teach my students the truth of our past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;…I can teach my child the values of love instead of hate or fear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;…I can choose to remember and learn from the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;…I can seek justice in the areas where God takes me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;…I can pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Micah 6:8, "He has told you, O man, what is good; and what does the LORD require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-9161803009794707538?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/9161803009794707538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=9161803009794707538' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/9161803009794707538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/9161803009794707538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/04/back-from-czech-part-3-ugly-truth.html' title='Back from Czech Part 3 - Ugly Truth'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6iGon1lk6aQ/Ta8KqFDwq8I/AAAAAAAABOo/O9h-ePKAZ2o/s72-c/IMG_1908.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-2934469026128730729</id><published>2011-04-15T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T11:31:33.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Five Friday Faves</title><content type='html'>It's Friday!&amp;nbsp; Woohoo!&amp;nbsp; Hope you have a fabulous weekend ahead of you.&amp;nbsp; Here are 5 of my new favorite finds lately - hope you enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_wIUQnX4eQ/Tahl_xUmZ9I/AAAAAAAABOM/QOe2BiSIecQ/s1600/typewriter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_wIUQnX4eQ/Tahl_xUmZ9I/AAAAAAAABOM/QOe2BiSIecQ/s1600/typewriter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 // DeeperStory.com&lt;/strong&gt; - This fairly new blog is written 5 days a week by a group of writers (mostly women) who are sharing their stories - their deeper stories.&amp;nbsp; They are wrestling with faith, family, and failure.&amp;nbsp; They are asking the questions that most of us wonder but are usually too timid to ask.&amp;nbsp; Almost every blog resonates in my heart and I'm left feeling hopeful - hopeful that others are asking the same questions, fighting the same battles, or walking in a similar journey.&amp;nbsp; Go read it for yourself - and let me know what you think: &lt;a href="http://deeperstory.com/"&gt;DeeperStory.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UtLhMAx0hA/Tahl_rIUlbI/AAAAAAAABOI/Cp2GniIV05g/s1600/stripes3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9UtLhMAx0hA/Tahl_rIUlbI/AAAAAAAABOI/Cp2GniIV05g/s200/stripes3.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_Ub_-Thj88/Tahl-1Dkc2I/AAAAAAAABOA/A6joaTchYjo/s1600/stripes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6_Ub_-Thj88/Tahl-1Dkc2I/AAAAAAAABOA/A6joaTchYjo/s200/stripes.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66uXKct8ZdY/Tahl_ZYB1CI/AAAAAAAABOE/pSNE9Paexvo/s1600/stripes2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66uXKct8ZdY/Tahl_ZYB1CI/AAAAAAAABOE/pSNE9Paexvo/s200/stripes2.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 // Stripes in Fashion&lt;/strong&gt; - I've always loved stripes in clothes - something about the lines just make me happy!&amp;nbsp; And I think they make girls look pretty (yes, I know the rule about horizontal lines...but I don't always believe it)!&amp;nbsp; These 3 looks are from H&amp;amp;M.&amp;nbsp; I looked in at least 8 H&amp;amp;M stores while we were in Europe last month and I'm sad to say I didn't purchase a thing!&amp;nbsp; I wanted to...and almost did on each of the 8 occasions that I entered the store, but each time I felt rushed &amp;amp; there were so many great things to choose from I just kept putting it off...and now I'm in Lubbock &amp;amp; looking at the website with fond memories!&amp;nbsp; What trends in fashion are you loving right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GzSewNAFNTA/Tahwp21LovI/AAAAAAAABOY/OcF4x08TbtQ/s1600/JesusCalling-BOOK.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GzSewNAFNTA/Tahwp21LovI/AAAAAAAABOY/OcF4x08TbtQ/s320/JesusCalling-BOOK.jpg" width="217" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 // Jesus Calling by Sarah Young&lt;/strong&gt; - I was given this book in a staff meeting and was thinking I would set it aside.&amp;nbsp; Yes, I knew it was the #1 seller in Christian books last year (which was exactly why I wasn't too interested - I'm a snob like that sometimes - sorry).&amp;nbsp; But the next morning I woke up, and saw this book sitting in my kitchen.&amp;nbsp; I grabbed my morning coffee and sitting alone in the kitchen decided to give this little book a try.&amp;nbsp; 2 minutes later, I was wiping a tear from my eye - How did God know I needed to read that exact thing?&amp;nbsp; It's been a month and I've read this little book every morning, and each day - somehow...someway...God is speaking to me through this book.&amp;nbsp; It's simple and lovely and it's about being in His Presence...and that is what we all need.&amp;nbsp; What book is speaking to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZltHQFCxGE/Tahl-t2CrBI/AAAAAAAABN8/CamlUFLKNOE/s1600/iPhone+Cover.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eZltHQFCxGE/Tahl-t2CrBI/AAAAAAAABN8/CamlUFLKNOE/s320/iPhone+Cover.jpg" width="232" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 // iPhone Cover&lt;/strong&gt; - So, Josh and I switched from Spring (we were with them for 11 years) to Verizon.&amp;nbsp; It was a big decision for us (well, mostly Josh - I just said...I want a phone that works :)).&amp;nbsp; So, when we switched to Verizon I had a plethora of new phones to choose from, and I succombed to the pressure and went with and iPhone.&amp;nbsp; I love it, by the way!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got my iPhone I immediately thought of a post I had seen on madebygirl.blogspot.com of the cutest covers.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE Chevron prints right now, so I hopped on over to etsy and ordered the above cover with my initials: JPA!&amp;nbsp; You can find my cover at: &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/people/rosieposiedesigns?ref=ls_profile%20"&gt;Rose Posie Design&lt;/a&gt;s &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLcaayJ_v9I/TahmAfIHaoI/AAAAAAAABOQ/7R4hvzcLOhw/s1600/zulily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mLcaayJ_v9I/TahmAfIHaoI/AAAAAAAABOQ/7R4hvzcLOhw/s200/zulily.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wViLGwnYTjs/TahmAjmMeZI/AAAAAAAABOU/BIgsSIZsL1o/s1600/zulily1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wViLGwnYTjs/TahmAjmMeZI/AAAAAAAABOU/BIgsSIZsL1o/s200/zulily1.jpg" width="166" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 // Zulily.com&lt;/strong&gt; - SUCH cute kids clothes for really great deals.&amp;nbsp; Need I say more?&amp;nbsp; Go check them out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me know what is catching your eye lately!&amp;nbsp; Any great deals or new faves that I should know about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7730783449184489393-2934469026128730729?l=www.becomingpaige.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/feeds/2934469026128730729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7730783449184489393&amp;postID=2934469026128730729' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/2934469026128730729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7730783449184489393/posts/default/2934469026128730729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.becomingpaige.com/2011/04/five-friday-faves.html' title='Five Friday Faves'/><author><name>Paige Allen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09233214842684576488</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__afHHgOU-Pg/S6Tgo7h6nxI/AAAAAAAAA6I/iciajdpUbzA/S220/Allen+32+sepia.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P_wIUQnX4eQ/Tahl_xUmZ9I/AAAAAAAABOM/QOe2BiSIecQ/s72-c/typewriter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7730783449184489393.post-101821573756195275</id><published>2011-04-11T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T11:54:37.505-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Czech Part 2 - Friendships and Partnerships that Go the Distance</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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Dita Targosz inviting myself and my dad to speak at their annual Family Fest.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We have built a friendship with Lukas and Dita over the past 8 years and our church, Church on the Rock, has built a partnership with their church – Element (&lt;a href="http://www.element.cx/"&gt;www.element.cx&lt;/a&gt;) .&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;For the past 8 years we’ve sent mission teams to partner with Element, and watching this partnership and friendship grow has become a highlight in ministry for me over the years.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;As many of you know I organize around 10 mission trips every year for COTR and Pursue Missions and around 3 years into doing trips I became convicted about the way many “do missions” in the states.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I realized that many American Christians are guilty of simply doing what I would call drive-by trips.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They love seeing new cultures, tasting new foods, meeting new people…and although they do go with good hearts and do want to see the church built in other nations, they are quick the next year to decide to go to a new location.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They want the excitement of something BRAND NEW and they leave behind the national church planters to try and establish new partners.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;I must admit that I like experiencing new cultures as much as the next person (I so badly want to go to Africa!), but I’ve found that what I love more – is actually planting a piece of my heart in one or two locations and watching God do something amazing!&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;That is what has happened to Josh and I when it comes to Czech Republic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Our first trip 8 years ago just so happened to fall a few weeks before Lukas and Dita were going to plant what later became Element.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We didn’t know this brave couple yet, but they welcomed our team of 7 with open arms and took us around the city of Hradec Kravlove.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;They shared with us their hopes for the people of this city…they shared with us why they had chosen to plant a church in this location…and as we traversed the city and prayed at many locations I began to get great hope in my heart as well.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I WANTED Lukas and Dita to succeed.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;I could envision a church in this city that had so little Christian influence, and when I came home 8 years ago I had given a small piece of my heart to HK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;We’ve gone back almost every year (this was our 8&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; trip since 2003).&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We’ve taken teams to teach in schools, we’ve brought bands to draw crowds, we’ve &lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;gone just as a couple to encourage and share – and EACH time a little more of our hearts have been given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-_DTxUhFJw/TaMvmVhPTXI/AAAAAAAABN0/lt2-y35V6ZI/s1600/class2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-_DTxUhFJw/TaMvmVhPTXI/AAAAAAAABN0/lt2-y35V6ZI/s320/class2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh &amp;amp; I teaching in a Czech school in 2006.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2s2f02PD6s/TaMvopbLRMI/AAAAAAAABN4/Q4ZBnsIiYBc/s1600/concert2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u2s2f02PD6s/TaMvopbLRMI/AAAAAAAABN4/Q4ZBnsIiYBc/s320/concert2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Swingletrees playing a concert on one of our mission trips.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And so with this trip, I have to tell you that our hearts were overflowing when we saw with our eyes what God has done in the last 8 years.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Those prayers and dreams that Lukas and Dita first shared with us were unfolding before our eyes – we saw Czech people, many who were atheists only a year or two ago (probably close to 100 of them) worshipping God with abandon.&lt;span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt
