Summa’ Time

[WARNING: This blog post got really, really, really super long…! That’s what happens when you blog about an entire SUMMER in one post!] I’ll admit. Our first few months here, we were pretty swamped. With YWAM training, with my first trimester, with adjusting to life in a foreign country, with Elliott’s first birthday and house… Continue reading Summa’ Time

Livin’ La Vida en Mexico

Here’s a little glimpse into our world here! We spend pretty much every day on the YWAM base so we thought we’d let you into our lives through some pictures :). The Defender Center, which is the main building on the YWAM base here, is where all of our meetings and meals are held. It… Continue reading Livin’ La Vida en Mexico

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“Hope deferred makes the heart sick, but a longing fulfilled is a tree of life.” Proverbs 13:12   I grew up with dreams. And I am convinced, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that my dreams are from God. That He, the Author and Perfecter of my faith, planted these dreams in my heart long… Continue reading Dreams

The Mexican Mobergs

Those of you who know me, know the deep love I have in my heart for Mexicans. For Spaniards. For anyone with that perfectly brown skin, round brown eyes and dark brown hair. I really don’t know how on earth I ever gained such an affinity for Latinos. I always dreamed of marrying a Latino… Continue reading The Mexican Mobergs

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August Madness Part 2

As if growing a baby, throwing up multiple times a day and being in two weddings weren’t enough challenges for the month of August, we decided to go Mazatlan. As many of you know, other than spiders & heights, I’m not scared of too many things. Especially international travel. Let me remind you that I… Continue reading August Madness Part 2

The Journey to Mazatlan

Here is my recount of the journey to Mexico, taken out of my journal from August 11, 2010: As I kneeled over the poop-streaked toilet in the SeaTac Airport heaving and gagging and throwing up the final remains of stomach bile left inside of me, I thought, “You know, this could be a lot worse.”… Continue reading The Journey to Mazatlan