Elliot’s birth story, pt 2
Click here to read part 1 Second stage Around 9:30 pm I was rocking back and forth on hands and knees when I felt the first urge to push. Or rather, I started pushing because it was almost impossible not…
Click here to read part 1 Second stage Around 9:30 pm I was rocking back and forth on hands and knees when I felt the first urge to push. Or rather, I started pushing because it was almost impossible not…
If you have spent even a little bit of time in church, you have probably heard people say things like, “do not be anxious”, “fear not”, and “give all your worries to Jesus, he cares of you”. The reason these…
I admit that this blog post is well overdue, considering that we have been in Redding for almost eight weeks and all I’ve shared in this blog series is where we stayed the first night we were in Redding. Needless…
I’m skipping a couple of weeks in the story of our move to keep you updated on our situation, which has developed very interestingly the last few days. Wednesday morning I woke up at 06.58 to news I’ve been anticipating…
In the second chapter of the story about how Wesley and I moved to Redding we will meet Gonzales, a nonchalant immigration officer and Fadi, a lebanese car dealer in southern Sacramento. We will also get introduced to a man…
Welcome to the continous story of how Wes and I moved to Redding, CA with nothing but a car full of our stuff. It is a story about God’s provision, the incredible hospitality we found in the Church, and all…
While Wesley and I are going through a fairly lengthy immigration case we have to find a way to be together. I cannot live in the States before I get a greencard and we can’t even consider immigrating to Denmark…
You see, I actually believe that God has plans for our lives, plans more crazy, maybe dangerous, beautiful, challenging but ultimately better than we could ever imagine or make up for ourselves. And I know for sure, that if you…
Sometimes God highlights certain things to us, and lately He has been opening my eyes and my heart to the brokenness of this world. I see broken relationships, identities, bodies and hopelessness everywhere I look. I know that I’ve been…
Confession: I admit that I haven’t been faithful in putting it into practice, none the less the Lord has been teaching me truth upon truth about thanksgiving over the last months. It all started when I got home and I…