<?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-2969283512553548440</id><updated>2011-10-07T11:19:02.007-05:00</updated><category term='People'/><category term='Texas Bound'/><category term='into Mexico'/><category term='last week of Nov'/><category term='Oklahoma bound'/><category term='Jan 4-10 2009'/><category term='amazing things'/><category term='storms'/><category term='Dec 8-14'/><category term='Nov 16-22'/><category term='Halloween'/><category term='Dec  1-7'/><title type='text'>MexSonShine</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-2992245876587970483</id><published>2011-08-25T17:57:00.039-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T22:26:31.129-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In Perfect Harmony</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-squSI3MXdME/TlbXOcac6fI/AAAAAAAABKE/mvJL_m8G76g/s1600/IMG_3708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644935826100775410" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-squSI3MXdME/TlbXOcac6fI/AAAAAAAABKE/mvJL_m8G76g/s200/IMG_3708.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We've all met people of whom we think, "His name sure suits him," or "Why do I always want to call her Cindy?--She just LOOKS like a Cindy, not a Sandra, to me." Harmony is one of those people of whom I think, "Yep, she IS her name. She adds a bit of depth--a bit of resonance--a bit of harmony with her presence. I know that others think the same. After the introductions were complete during a small group gathering, someone quipped (in Spanish, of course),"I am the melody, you are the harmony." Hardly batting an eye, and not even waiting for the translation, Harmony mumbled, "...In EVERY language." Obviously, folks from India, to Hong Kong, to Mexico agree that Harmony 'resonates' her name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our ten days together went by&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0VHZm4reHHE/TlbfcPEesKI/AAAAAAAABK0/_Rc-Kwiz5D4/s1600/DSC_0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 213px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644944859130146978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0VHZm4reHHE/TlbfcPEesKI/AAAAAAAABK0/_Rc-Kwiz5D4/s320/DSC_0795.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too quickly, but each day was a blessing for us. We didn't do anything monumental, Harmony simply walked with us as we went about the work God has given our hands to do. Of course, our biggest, and most important ministry is caring for a very special 10 year old. So, Harmony was right in her element with that task. She and Logan had a g&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHs1NB1g0bI/Tlbg3EPYz_I/AAAAAAAABK8/hua0LlKNR6g/s1600/DSC_0770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644946419591204850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EHs1NB1g0bI/Tlbg3EPYz_I/AAAAAAAABK8/hua0LlKNR6g/s200/DSC_0770.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;reat time together. In fact, after leaving them alone one night while Bern and I went visiting, we learned a few days later just how much fun they had. There must have been a "tight-lip" pact between the two of them; however, the sordid details are just now slowly leaking out: a trip to the local store for chips and munchies, a serious, winner-takes-all Monopoly game (rumor is: Harmony won!), staying up to all hours of the night!!! Isn't it great when others make lasting memories for our children?! Logan had a wonderful time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caring for Loggie means caring for all his neighbourhood buddies. Since we returned from our summer trip to Canada, the boys have been complaining about being bored. With Harmony's athletic skills, love f&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1aIclQIjFOk/TlbbmEJEVuI/AAAAAAAABKM/omWU_oNqJLk/s1600/Fun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bneighbourhood%2Bpark%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644940629948782306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1aIclQIjFOk/TlbbmEJEVuI/AAAAAAAABKM/omWU_oNqJLk/s200/Fun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bneighbourhood%2Bpark%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or children and endless energy, we decided it would be a real treat to have a play day in the park. Logan spread the word, we gathered the Youth from La Comunidad de Cristo, and Harmony planned the games. Everyone had so much fun that plans were underway to do it again, but for the kids, it wouldn't be soon enough. They would have loved to have kept Harmony playing all day, every day! She was a trooper, even in the heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyOCJw_EE10/TlbcDzi5aaI/AAAAAAAABKU/bavgmvSAJbU/s1600/DSC_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644941140889790882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vyOCJw_EE10/TlbcDzi5aaI/AAAAAAAABKU/bavgmvSAJbU/s200/DSC_0813.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkbqzaDlfgM/Tlbejtr7ogI/AAAAAAAABKs/6_u7N37qKxg/s1600/Fun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bneighbourhood%2Bpark%2B%25289%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 200px; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644943888096141826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jkbqzaDlfgM/Tlbejtr7ogI/AAAAAAAABKs/6_u7N37qKxg/s200/Fun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bneighbourhood%2Bpark%2B%25289%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAIeW4llAnI/TlbhysWq6nI/AAAAAAAABLE/KYp0TerN9tI/s1600/Fun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bneighbourhood%2Bpark%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644947443971451506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bAIeW4llAnI/TlbhysWq6nI/AAAAAAAABLE/KYp0TerN9tI/s200/Fun%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bneighbourhood%2Bpark%2B%25285%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C20XlBrgqyQ/TlbcpGAZU_I/AAAAAAAABKc/D5wxClhcSwQ/s1600/DSC_0852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644941781500515314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C20XlBrgqyQ/TlbcpGAZU_I/AAAAAAAABKc/D5wxClhcSwQ/s200/DSC_0852.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NizOFf59B0c/TlbdHUUa8iI/AAAAAAAABKk/NSqbmbGkH2A/s1600/DSC_0865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 133px; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644942300738679330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NizOFf59B0c/TlbdHUUa8iI/AAAAAAAABKk/NSqbmbGkH2A/s200/DSC_0865.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent time with the youth at Miramar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHV_-hJiTDQ/Tlb63IEF5UI/AAAAAAAABLU/vc96NgbBLW4/s1600/DSC_1004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644975007919891778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MHV_-hJiTDQ/Tlb63IEF5UI/AAAAAAAABLU/vc96NgbBLW4/s200/DSC_1004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9nNelYZ20lA/Tlb6KB2wGuI/AAAAAAAABLM/Gr9w0a8HmPA/s1600/DSC_1000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644974233159211746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9nNelYZ20lA/Tlb6KB2wGuI/AAAAAAAABLM/Gr9w0a8HmPA/s200/DSC_1000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Needless to say, they LOVED Harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We vis&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7xBLHL1EfU/Tlb75pEF7dI/AAAAAAAABLc/rgjrUJzrPM0/s1600/DSC_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644976150649630162" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D7xBLHL1EfU/Tlb75pEF7dI/AAAAAAAABLc/rgjrUJzrPM0/s200/DSC_0897.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ited our precious friends at La Casa Del Anciano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6LjlbCm2vVs/Tlb9MC7Wm4I/AAAAAAAABLk/euTJyA2sxU0/s1600/DSC_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644977566341569410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6LjlbCm2vVs/Tlb9MC7Wm4I/AAAAAAAABLk/euTJyA2sxU0/s200/DSC_0898.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harmony received some sweet kisses!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harmony went out on the town with Angeles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TvESPlUf-Wk/Tlb-es7HixI/AAAAAAAABLs/cP4ZH8HDMDg/s1600/DSC_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644978986364144402" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TvESPlUf-Wk/Tlb-es7HixI/AAAAAAAABLs/cP4ZH8HDMDg/s200/DSC_1064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hcApcFQ6PBs/Tlb_JsZcywI/AAAAAAAABL0/jVoq8rKk_b8/s1600/DSC_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644979724957305602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hcApcFQ6PBs/Tlb_JsZcywI/AAAAAAAABL0/jVoq8rKk_b8/s200/DSC_1081.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My personal favourite: We went around hugging strangers.&lt;br /&gt;We showed the youth a video of the "hug campaign" and asked them how they would like to do that. To my surprise, they were MORE than eager to take on the challenge. So we made our signs and went to the local grocercy store. The pictures say it all:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1kl1lLxWqQ/TlcETsCUtuI/AAAAAAAABME/VLAYA0yc8vg/s1600/DSC_1142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644985394217137890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1kl1lLxWqQ/TlcETsCUtuI/AAAAAAAABME/VLAYA0yc8vg/s200/DSC_1142.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ygSRiKpGdE/TlcA9pW8f_I/AAAAAAAABL8/fu6vdf1u7U8/s1600/making%2Bour%2Bsigns%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644981717006319602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ygSRiKpGdE/TlcA9pW8f_I/AAAAAAAABL8/fu6vdf1u7U8/s200/making%2Bour%2Bsigns%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8PEBF14Wio/TlcFh-nclRI/AAAAAAAABMU/xpJNfuo2VQI/s1600/DSC_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644986739234477330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c8PEBF14Wio/TlcFh-nclRI/AAAAAAAABMU/xpJNfuo2VQI/s200/DSC_1126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cztnpwq1Qws/TlcFF7FhbzI/AAAAAAAABMM/FF3sYKkejk0/s1600/DSC_1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644986257250545458" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Cztnpwq1Qws/TlcFF7FhbzI/AAAAAAAABMM/FF3sYKkejk0/s200/DSC_1104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxbpEzIbIrI/TlcGk7Oig5I/AAAAAAAABMk/ab4eBwr4iJk/s1600/DSC_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644987889375937426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hxbpEzIbIrI/TlcGk7Oig5I/AAAAAAAABMk/ab4eBwr4iJk/s200/DSC_1113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bKNRMLcJBM/TlcGC6iPCSI/AAAAAAAABMc/Mpt6PMrpfCY/s1600/DSC_1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644987305074559266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9bKNRMLcJBM/TlcGC6iPCSI/AAAAAAAABMc/Mpt6PMrpfCY/s200/DSC_1128.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYwweAJnPCw/TlcHx95DGSI/AAAAAAAABM0/PBapoPmiJzM/s1600/DSC_1152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644989212941031714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PYwweAJnPCw/TlcHx95DGSI/AAAAAAAABM0/PBapoPmiJzM/s200/DSC_1152.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hUkZH1q4XXQ/TlcHUCKkbLI/AAAAAAAABMs/66J0tBRIWfY/s1600/DSC_1158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644988698692185266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hUkZH1q4XXQ/TlcHUCKkbLI/AAAAAAAABMs/66J0tBRIWfY/s200/DSC_1158.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, Harmony got a taste of Mexican-style worship. Where's Harmany?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFKGR3luuTQ/TlcIlQA-0JI/AAAAAAAABNE/RJE8GPtLv70/s1600/Where%2527s%2BHarmony.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644990093979472018" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sFKGR3luuTQ/TlcIlQA-0JI/AAAAAAAABNE/RJE8GPtLv70/s400/Where%2527s%2BHarmony.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Harmony, for blessing us and those that we love here in Mexico. Come back soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eShqH3Mhmxk/TlcJPnTy_OI/AAAAAAAABNM/xhTjpUwSK8s/s1600/IMG_3702.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644990821786909922" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eShqH3Mhmxk/TlcJPnTy_OI/AAAAAAAABNM/xhTjpUwSK8s/s400/IMG_3702.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. I literally spend HOURS trying to this blog set up. And as you see, the spacing is NEVER what is the preview shows it to be. I find it a very difficult and slow process to add pictures. I got many comments that the slide show from the last blog did not embed properly so no one, as far as we know, was able to see the pictures from our summer. I'm DONE with blogspot. I am now accepting ANY imput as to which blog site you find user-friendly, especially for posting pictures. Thanks for suggestions. 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2992245876587970483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=2992245876587970483' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2992245876587970483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2992245876587970483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/08/in-perfect-harmony.html' title='In Perfect Harmony'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-squSI3MXdME/TlbXOcac6fI/AAAAAAAABKE/mvJL_m8G76g/s72-c/IMG_3708.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-6011538388127515229</id><published>2011-08-05T06:39:00.013-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T17:55:55.987-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HOME Sweet HOME</title><content type='html'>(Click, Click, Click) "There's no place like home. There's no place like home. (fading) There's no place like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I probably would not have chosen red glittery shoes...perhaps a cool hue of blue-sans the sparkle. Oh, how I envy that little piggy-tailed gal--What a great way to travel!! Sure, she endured trials along her way, but the modern day travel (20 hours in the truck over two days) is a tad slower (not to mention beastly on the back) than the clicking of the heels. (On second thought, the air flight during the tornado may NOT have been the best way to travel!)&lt;br /&gt;And what about Dot's concept of home? Though I've not spent much time in Kansas, my elementary school geographical studies did not entice me to sell the farm and move "out west". (Mind you, that doesn't say much coming from a small-town, Alabama girl.) However, Dorothy knew where home was, and longed for the people and comfort of that home. I, on the other hand, am pulled three ways. More than anything, I long for the home that Jesus has prepared for me. You know the one--many roomed-mansion and streets of gold, no sorrow, no tears, no more longing for "home". But while I walk the paths of this life, I'm pulled between two "HOMES"--the place where our twins and other family live out their lives and the place where God has given us purpose and fulfilment through our ministry. Kansas may not have been much, but at least Dorothy knew it was "HOME".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad we had three weeks at HOME in Canada with our kids and other family and friends, but it's great to be HOME again in Mexico. My heart stretches from the top of North America to the bottom. As we travel, I am reminded that the greatest blessing of that "where is home" tension is the many relationships that have been formed from place to place over the years. Thank you to the many who helped create lasting memories during our 2011 summer furlough--those who provided beds, meals, parties, BBQs, gifts, and gatherings through which to share our Mexico ministry. Those thanks extend to our loved ones in the "HOMES" to which we travelled: Lazaro Cardenas, San Antonio, Regina, Kenosee Lake, Dauphin, and Saskatoon. Please know that you have a "HOME" here in Mexico--Mi casa es tu casa! Enjoy the slideshow of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed height="192" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" width="288" src="https://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=https%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmexsonshine%2Falbumid%2F5637358785709792321%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-6011538388127515229?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6011538388127515229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=6011538388127515229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6011538388127515229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6011538388127515229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/08/home-sweet-home.html' title='HOME Sweet HOME'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-7541168774611950681</id><published>2011-06-16T18:38:00.030-05:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T23:51:23.378-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much, Too Fast</title><content type='html'>We made about fifteen Let's Start Talking summer project trips before we moved to Mexico in 2008. One of the most difficult tasks in returning to Canada was deciding how to respond when people asked,"How was your six weeks in _________ (fill in the country)?" LST training taught us to capsulize the summer in a 15-20 second answer. How do you sum up 6 weeks into 20 seconds? That's a bit of my challenge as I sit at my computer and read over the last blog. I wrote it AGES ago. So much has happened since then. Where do I start? How do I summarize all the wonderful, sad, exciting, heart-wrenching, and God-orchestrated things that have happened in our lives in the last six weeks? (I don't think I'll get it down to 20 seconds!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVdOnkecD8s/TfqokwmRQuI/AAAAAAAAA9g/YmCtEy63Cuc/s1600/handsome%2Bnephews.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618988834572288738" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eVdOnkecD8s/TfqokwmRQuI/AAAAAAAAA9g/YmCtEy63Cuc/s200/handsome%2Bnephews.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan and I visited my sister in Alabama for two weeks. It was a bitter-sweet experience. Not having seen Bonnie and her family for three years, it was a joy to reacquaint myself with my nephews. Matthew, Stephen and Seth are growing into fine (and EXTREMELY handsome) young men. I'm especially proud of the two older boys who are beginning to make their way in a big, big world. Seth is no longer a little boy, but a tall fourteen year old. Of course, it was wonderful visiting with Bonnie and Tim. My niece lives in Philadelphia, so I missed not being with her and her sweet Gabe and Abigail. The bittersweet part was the sadness in not heading straight to 602 Roxbury Rd. where my mother lived. It was the first time being back in Dothan without having the "old homestead" as my home base. Everywhere I went triggered memories of past times with my sweet mama. I realized "home" just isn't "home" anymore without Mother. But, between the times of reminiscing, I enjoyed folks from the Westgate Church who have been our loyal friends and supporters for years. Thanks, Joe and Gail Clements, for a lovely meal and visit in your home. Logan loved playing in the&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0dnJoxA5AU/TfqpQgWKm0I/AAAAAAAAA9o/E6F223QhUYM/s1600/John%2Band%2BBeverly%2BDowdey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618989586124020546" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X0dnJoxA5AU/TfqpQgWKm0I/AAAAAAAAA9o/E6F223QhUYM/s200/John%2Band%2BBeverly%2BDowdey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pool with Dr. Joe! I loved Miss Gail's southern cooking!! Logan even got to take in three days of Westgate's VBS. We also enjoyed two family reunions. My cousin, Beverly Dowdey, organized a&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhaWxMybziQ/TfqqsDQ75zI/AAAAAAAAA9w/wWXGAZqdw8Q/s1600/Chambers%2Bgang%2BMay%2B2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618991158865422130" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AhaWxMybziQ/TfqqsDQ75zI/AAAAAAAAA9w/wWXGAZqdw8Q/s200/Chambers%2Bgang%2BMay%2B2011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n impromptu Chambers reunion. I got to see cousins I haven't seen in decades, and got to meet others that I had only heard about. The Dowdey's really know how to "do" a party. We had T-bone steaks (which wouldn't even fit on our plates) that could be cut with our forks!! Hats off to chef John! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7GCvUAnzOE/TfqwEBDZqsI/AAAAAAAAA-I/OfRDOxBAvnQ/s1600/Theater%2Bpopcorn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618997068146780866" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B7GCvUAnzOE/TfqwEBDZqsI/AAAAAAAAA-I/OfRDOxBAvnQ/s200/Theater%2Bpopcorn.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dessert prize goes to the best banana pudding I've EVER eaten. (It's a guarded Chambers family secret recipe, so I'm proud to now have in my possession&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmFpxK1HJpI/Tfqsi6e-edI/AAAAAAAAA94/FEd8uL3-V-c/s1600/Logan%2Band%2Bpal%252C%2BBrittany%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618993200912824786" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmFpxK1HJpI/Tfqsi6e-edI/AAAAAAAAA94/FEd8uL3-V-c/s200/Logan%2Band%2Bpal%252C%2BBrittany%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of the few copies!!!--Thanks, Kelly!) Entertainment-wise, Logan especially enjoyed Mr. John's collection of antique pinball and arcade machines (all in working order, mind you!) Logan won "big-time" on the slot machine. After a few days of being spoiled at the Dowdeys with old fashion root beer, a closet full of candy, the pool, the snow cone and popcorn machines, big screen TV, Wii, Konect, and three freezers full of Blue Bell ice cream, who nee&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-99IF4mfUy70/Tfqx-1lXWlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/LVYznoEvQfo/s1600/fun%2Bwith%2Bthe%2Bsnow%2Bcone%2Bmachine%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618999178191919698" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-99IF4mfUy70/Tfqx-1lXWlI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/LVYznoEvQfo/s200/fun%2Bwith%2Bthe%2Bsnow%2Bcone%2Bmachine%2B%25285%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ds Disney World!!!! We basked in the love with which my cousin, Beverly, lavished upon us. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh13RTCfMY4/TfqypkzAPkI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mI2GXpnXUQY/s1600/ice%2Bcream%2Bheaven.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618999912420097602" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Nh13RTCfMY4/TfqypkzAPkI/AAAAAAAAA-g/mI2GXpnXUQY/s200/ice%2Bcream%2Bheaven.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yXvajjt-67Y/Tfqt5wJYiVI/AAAAAAAAA-A/TOK3vE5-OZA/s1600/playing%2Bthe%2Bslot%2Bmachine%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618994692786522450" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yXvajjt-67Y/Tfqt5wJYiVI/AAAAAAAAA-A/TOK3vE5-OZA/s200/playing%2Bthe%2Bslot%2Bmachine%2B%25281%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6Z3dHDDI0c/Tfq1Xdut-GI/AAAAAAAAA-w/GPfwcnLhUwM/s1600/Arnold%2BGang%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619002899820312674" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--6Z3dHDDI0c/Tfq1Xdut-GI/AAAAAAAAA-w/GPfwcnLhUwM/s200/Arnold%2BGang%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGauzlnoioU/Tfqzz1QeVyI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ylo3-YRAD5A/s1600/Aunt%2BBetty%2Band%2BUncle%2BDorsey.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619001188148991778" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zGauzlnoioU/Tfqzz1QeVyI/AAAAAAAAA-o/ylo3-YRAD5A/s200/Aunt%2BBetty%2Band%2BUncle%2BDorsey.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The next week-end, Bonnie had organized the Arnold reunion. We gathered at Lake Eufala, which holds many memories of summer camping, boating and skiing from my childhood. I was able to connect with my one remaining uncle (Dorsey) and aunt (Betty), as well as several cousins and their families. Logan, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-khH2AB0fc-Y/Tfq3oeudHXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/WMeNzwEeuto/s1600/Hal%2Band%2BPaula%2527s%2BRed%2BMiniCooper%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619005391168675186" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-khH2AB0fc-Y/Tfq3oeudHXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/WMeNzwEeuto/s200/Hal%2Band%2BPaula%2527s%2BRed%2BMiniCooper%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;along with &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ysGr3f6VjrM/Tfq2HWecroI/AAAAAAAAA-4/oAZx5N3RwVY/s1600/June%2Bbirthdays%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619003722506743426" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ysGr3f6VjrM/Tfq2HWecroI/AAAAAAAAA-4/oAZx5N3RwVY/s200/June%2Bbirthdays%2B%25283%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;several family members, celebrated birthdays in June, so we enjoyed birthday cake together. A highlight was meeting my cousin, Hal, and his wife, Paula in a nearby town and sharing in a lovely southern-cooked meal at Hugg'n Molly's. Fried pickles anyone? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--qolSWx2uso/Tfq6Fagk6SI/AAAAAAAAA_I/J3_q1hZ9jpA/s1600/Jordan%252C%2Bone%2Bof%2BGuad%2527s%2BAIMers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619008087276185890" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--qolSWx2uso/Tfq6Fagk6SI/AAAAAAAAA_I/J3_q1hZ9jpA/s200/Jordan%252C%2Bone%2Bof%2BGuad%2527s%2BAIMers.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the beginning and ending of our trip, we were able to visit with some dear friends. In Guadalajara we were housed and shuttled to/from the bus station and airport by Tim a&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLfOVEFr25A/Tfq7bB-6AZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/fwTmGLDdmBM/s1600/putting%2Bon%2Btheir%2Bplay%2B%25289%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619009558161260946" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eLfOVEFr25A/Tfq7bB-6AZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/fwTmGLDdmBM/s200/putting%2Bon%2Btheir%2Bplay%2B%25289%2529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nd Kim Rush. Being with them and their kids is ALWAYS good for me. They are on my list of very favourite folks! It was a bonus to spend time with Jordan Pointon, our team mates' son who just moved to Guadalajara as an AIMer. Tears were ever present when Logan had to say good-bye all too soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TJpN1-NwZo/Tfq8t6py7cI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/YN-MQX46Vng/s1600/Esther.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619010982122810818" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5TJpN1-NwZo/Tfq8t6py7cI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/YN-MQX46Vng/s200/Esther.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;During an overnight lay-over in Atlanta, we took advantage of renting a car and traveling an hour to visit our dear friend, Esther, who just moved from Lazaro to right outside Atlanta. The evening hours ticked by quickly, but we had a great visit and saw that she is doing great in her adjustment from Mexican life to the "American Dream". It was interesting hearing her perspective of that "dream". I look forward to welcoming her back to Mexico after she completes her year in the States. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;As always, it's good to get back home where our family has meaning and purpose. I realized how much I missed my life, friends and family here in Mexico. People were so good to Bernard while we were gone: inviting him over for meals, passing by to visit him at home,and joining him in fellowship at Memaw's Manor. We have a wonderful life full of rich relati&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-un44qR54GP4/Tfq9n5cpDdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/_Bk1nWkJdsY/s1600/IMG_3170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619011978231614930" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-un44qR54GP4/Tfq9n5cpDdI/AAAAAAAAA_g/_Bk1nWkJdsY/s200/IMG_3170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;onships. That was demonstrated fully when my dear friend, Rosy, orchestrated a full-blown Surprise Mexican Fiesta for Logan's 10th birthday. Between the church, our friends, and folks from our community, eighty plus kids and parents gathered to shout "SOPRESA" to Logan when he, unsuspectingly, walked through the church building doors last Tuesday evening. His expression was priceless. He could hardly believe it was all for him. Through the welcom&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awfrvEC0G6A/Tfq-kln8WaI/AAAAAAAAA_o/RnMAvZQ7s-k/s1600/IMG_3164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619013020882327970" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-awfrvEC0G6A/Tfq-kln8WaI/AAAAAAAAA_o/RnMAvZQ7s-k/s200/IMG_3164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing of his guests, the games, the pozole, the FOUR pinatas, the face in the &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-avp9JhtrTsA/TfrDwMRWPWI/AAAAAAAAA_w/j9IDgJ44eLA/s1600/IMG_3227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619018717793238370" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-avp9JhtrTsA/TfrDwMRWPWI/AAAAAAAAA_w/j9IDgJ44eLA/s200/IMG_3227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cake &lt;em&gt;'mordita',&lt;/em&gt; and the gift opening, Logan showed his graciousness and appreciation with hugs and thank yous. The six hours of partying was a display of how blessed and privileged we are to be chosen to serve in Lazaro Cardenas. It was a good lesson to me in g&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZ0BVY-PcSg/TfrM7ewUDzI/AAAAAAAAA_4/9llluifkYcs/s1600/IMG_3244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619028807338168114" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lZ0BVY-PcSg/TfrM7ewUDzI/AAAAAAAAA_4/9llluifkYcs/s200/IMG_3244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;iving those whom I have come to serve, the opportunity to serve my family and me--very humbling, indeed. I have come to bless, but I find that &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; am many times more blessed. 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WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603362148705520866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqkByRkueFw/TcMkL7V2TOI/AAAAAAAAA8E/omH0CTe735g/s200/IMG_2959.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A highlight of our work here in Lazaro Cardenas is welcoming various groups to walk with us for a week. One of our favourite groups is the YoungFriends from the Let's Start Talking Ministry. Andrea Muirhead and Deanna Cook brought seven high school teens from Regina, Saskatchew&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xTAzE7AfFBQ/TcMkpSflbKI/AAAAAAAAA8M/H32B5SOUY0Q/s1600/mornings%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bcancha%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603362653136579746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xTAzE7AfFBQ/TcMkpSflbKI/AAAAAAAAA8M/H32B5SOUY0Q/s200/mornings%2Bat%2Bthe%2Bcancha%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an, Canada while Kim Lambert brought a friend and their sons from California. The teams melded together right away as if they had trained the whole year together. The week began with Sunday worship and a pizza lunch with the youth from La Comunidad de Cristo, followed by the information meeting of those who wished to participate in the English practice during the week. Monday morning had the YoungFriends playing in the park near our house, getting to know many of Logan's friends, neighbours and school mates. The team organized basketball, soccer and dodge ball matches. The neighbourhood kids didn't quite know what to think about the YoungFriends, but it didn't take long before they all joined in and had a great time every morn&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3POGtFcstyk/TcMlaKoVrTI/AAAAAAAAA8U/hjpzlPYUVYE/s1600/IMG_2876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603363492839402802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3POGtFcstyk/TcMlaKoVrTI/AAAAAAAAA8U/hjpzlPYUVYE/s200/IMG_2876.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ing. Afterwards, one of our neighbours cooked lunch for the team--good Mexican cooking! The afternoon was dedicated to the English practice in conversation groups. The three groups were made up of 14-16 youth (and some of Logan's friends from the park), including the y&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEnpCQcPs68/TcMmDLG8YlI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Qu3tSse4Qe4/s1600/IMG_2956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603364197342405202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PEnpCQcPs68/TcMmDLG8YlI/AAAAAAAAA8c/Qu3tSse4Qe4/s200/IMG_2956.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;outh from the team. The team led the youth in meaningful conversations after reading various passages from the book of Luke. Because few of the youth from Lazaro speak a high level of English, several of the church youth, Logan, and participants from last year translated. It was during this time each day that the Mexican, US, and Canadian youth developed close friendships. After a short rest, the YoungFriends returned to the building for an evening of fun and games where 50-80 youth laughed, played and practiced English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrvtqsUgkVU/TcMmdaoJH8I/AAAAAAAAA8k/DKEP2Di2EsU/s1600/yummies%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603364648184782786" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mrvtqsUgkVU/TcMmdaoJH8I/AAAAAAAAA8k/DKEP2Di2EsU/s200/yummies%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because the team works and plays hard all week at a vigorous schedule, we plan one day to take them to the ocean and show them various sites around our city. It was so fun watching some of the prairie kids see and swim in the ocean for&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4IasvKSb10/TcMoO_J3ISI/AAAAAAAAA88/Xjwwc2qB4yw/s1600/Bern%2Band%2BCody%2Bsurfing%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603366599315104034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4IasvKSb10/TcMoO_J3ISI/AAAAAAAAA88/Xjwwc2qB4yw/s200/Bern%2Band%2BCody%2Bsurfing%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the first time. They enjoyed some boogie boarding and eating seafood under the &lt;em&gt;palapa&lt;/em&gt; of a local &lt;em&gt;enramada&lt;/em&gt; on the beach. They were refreshed and renewed to face their last day of marathon English groups, fun and games, and the sad good-byes. I marvel that friendships grow so close in so short a time. The YoungFriends go home changed because of their experience. The Mexican youth lament over the departure of their new best friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07K0EyXSry4/TcMoqZE1cPI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ULmDNLwm5qU/s1600/Happy%2BBirthday%2BParty-Tuesday%2B%252820%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603367070129811698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-07K0EyXSry4/TcMoqZE1cPI/AAAAAAAAA9E/ULmDNLwm5qU/s200/Happy%2BBirthday%2BParty-Tuesday%2B%252820%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We thank the YoungFriends for spending their vacations in service to the youth of Lazaro Cardenas. We appreciate the adults who trained and led the group, as well as the supports w&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZuhud4m7Fw/TcMpNppHBtI/AAAAAAAAA9M/-P-IUHC5Lgc/s1600/Happy%2BBirthday%2BParty-Tuesday%2B%252819%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603367675872347858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AZuhud4m7Fw/TcMpNppHBtI/AAAAAAAAA9M/-P-IUHC5Lgc/s200/Happy%2BBirthday%2BParty-Tuesday%2B%252819%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ho made the mission week financially possible. We admire the parents who allowed their teens to travel to and work in Lazaro Cardenas, in spite of the negative media portrayals of this area of the world. Most of all we continue to be in awe of our God who orchestrated all the efforts to bring together the Mexican, Canadian, and US youth. His name was glorified; His reputation was enhanced. Please pray that our &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EPcyv9OYNZs/TcMp5I9GJgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/8YnfMlpz22k/s1600/Happy%2BBirthday%2BParty-Tuesday%2B%252815%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603368423012050434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EPcyv9OYNZs/TcMp5I9GJgI/AAAAAAAAA9U/8YnfMlpz22k/s200/Happy%2BBirthday%2BParty-Tuesday%2B%252815%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;follow-up English classes and Youth Group activities will be successful in retaining many of our week's participants. Last night at Youth Group, it was decided that the YoungFriends should not be a yearly activity, rather an activity every three months!! Some have even decided that they are heading to Canada "wetback" to get to their dear friends in Regina. I commented that rather than swim, they would have to skate or ski because the rivers haven't yet melted! haha Thanks, YoungFriends, for sharing yourselves with us here in Lazaro Cardenas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9hCsx4aNaY/TcMgC_GK1ZI/AAAAAAAAA70/Eo09-qtqtvA/s1600/3.%2Bantes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603357597048165778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O9hCsx4aNaY/TcMgC_GK1ZI/AAAAAAAAA70/Eo09-qtqtvA/s200/3.%2Bantes.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other news, here on the home front, includes the announcement that we have a new family member in La Comunidad de Cristo. Hector and Olga first met Ivan and Stef at O&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P0q3geRZvI/TcMfoYTWqKI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Yt9FCls1b2A/s1600/1.%2BIvan%2By%2BHector.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5603357139957885090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1P0q3geRZvI/TcMfoYTWqKI/AAAAAAAAA7s/Yt9FCls1b2A/s200/1.%2BIvan%2By%2BHector.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lga's sushi restaurant. Nurturing that friendship over many plates of sushi, Hector and Olga began worshipping with us. After many group and personal Bible studies, Hector made the decision to put his life under the authority of Jesus. It was a day of celebration! Our prayer is that he and Olga will continue to grow in the ways of their Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-6376542001098105871?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6376542001098105871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=6376542001098105871' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6376542001098105871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6376542001098105871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/05/youngfriends-come-and-go.html' title='YoungFriends Come and Go'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqkByRkueFw/TcMkL7V2TOI/AAAAAAAAA8E/omH0CTe735g/s72-c/IMG_2959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-1519947055834182972</id><published>2011-04-07T19:29:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T20:37:08.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Honduras</title><content type='html'>Hello from the tropics of Mexico, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My trip to Honduras for the Come before Winter Renewal was everything I had hoped and more. Karen Ale&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jpSqt0eJ6M/TZ5iXV8HVYI/AAAAAAAAA68/v4XMnC8RTnM/s1600/189191_10150452765150608_581255607_17846029_5002887_n%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593015940406531458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jpSqt0eJ6M/TZ5iXV8HVYI/AAAAAAAAA68/v4XMnC8RTnM/s200/189191_10150452765150608_581255607_17846029_5002887_n%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;xander and her staff have created a wonderfully effective retreat for missionary women all over the world. We thirty-four participants felt loved and honoured by the twelve servants who filled our cups during the five days. If you are ever looking for a worth-while ministry to support, this is one I would highly recommend. Yo&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQHlm_282Oo/TZ5ivmuTjDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/p2_X0BJvc58/s1600/Fantasy%2BIsland.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593016357228874802" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fQHlm_282Oo/TZ5ivmuTjDI/AAAAAAAAA7E/p2_X0BJvc58/s200/Fantasy%2BIsland.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;u can find Come before Winter on the internet. The trip was especially meaningful because my dear friend and supporter, Gail Lawson, went with me. It was a gift just to see her being ministered to by the team. Gail is one who gives and gives, so it was nice to see her receiving for a change as she was pampered with lots of love. My prayer is that something like this would be made available to our missionary men. It, of course, would look very different for them, but the result would be the same--refreshing renewal with the opportunity to refocus in their purpose. Thank you, Karen and the Come before Winter team. Thank you to those who helped make it possible for me to participate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSaSMCpU6Rw/TZ5jfAA3CgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/g8_ZRZ6bVZU/s1600/snorkeling%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593017171471436290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OSaSMCpU6Rw/TZ5jfAA3CgI/AAAAAAAAA7U/g8_ZRZ6bVZU/s200/snorkeling%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6HpbDB_vm0/TZ5jMuhAwtI/AAAAAAAAA7M/L6lG-ADsnd4/s1600/Fantasy%2BIsland%2Bbeauty%2B%252820%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593016857536807634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Y6HpbDB_vm0/TZ5jMuhAwtI/AAAAAAAAA7M/L6lG-ADsnd4/s200/Fantasy%2BIsland%2Bbeauty%2B%252820%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Although the renewal was the highlight, the island of Roatan, Honduras wasn't too shabby either. I kept thinking how wonderful it would have been to have Bernard and the kids with me to enjoy the Caribbean beauty. Fantasy Island was just that--a fantasy. (Yes, it is the same T.V. Fantasy Island that we (older ones) remember...Boss, de plane, de plane. We even got to see the sea plane.) The snorkeling was the best I've ever seen. What a beautiful world our God has created. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Logan and Bernard held down the fort. The bachelors did fine while I was gone, but it was apparent that I had been missed. Soon after I returned, we welcomed Bern's niece, Erica, for a week's stay at Memaw's Manor. It thrills me that the Manor can be used for rest, renewal, and refreshing for the soul. Our calendars are filling up as we look forward to the arrival of our second YoungFriends Team the end of April. The next Medical Mission is scheduled for the last week in May. Logan and I, unfortunately, won't be able to participate. I had booked that time to go to Alabama to visit my sister and her family. We've not seen them in almost three years, so we are all looking forward to that trip to Dixie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plTnPDeLVPE/TZ5kfZKGM2I/AAAAAAAAA7c/A0EgS-g2smo/s1600/IMG_2695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593018277732692834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-plTnPDeLVPE/TZ5kfZKGM2I/AAAAAAAAA7c/A0EgS-g2smo/s200/IMG_2695.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan continues to bloom here in Mexico. He has been recognized as the top student in grade four for all three semesters of the school year. Who wuda thunk...the token white Canadian kid has been chosen to represent his school for grade 4 in a&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr_NcowGrAw/TZ5k39MiEVI/AAAAAAAAA7k/D_fagHxamhE/s1600/IMG_2698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593018699723444562" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pr_NcowGrAw/TZ5k39MiEVI/AAAAAAAAA7k/D_fagHxamhE/s200/IMG_2698.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; city-wide achievement exam. It will be interesting to see how he does. He's a pretty amazing little boy. He recently graduated to brown belt in Karate, and is now working toward his black belt. Bernard and I are so very pleased with the disciple and healthy teachings he receives from his &lt;em&gt;maestros&lt;/em&gt; of Karate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May God's &lt;em&gt;HESED&lt;/em&gt; flow out of you as He continues to pour Himself into you. We are indeed blessed! Until next blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-1519947055834182972?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1519947055834182972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=1519947055834182972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1519947055834182972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1519947055834182972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/04/honduras.html' title='Honduras'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1jpSqt0eJ6M/TZ5iXV8HVYI/AAAAAAAAA68/v4XMnC8RTnM/s72-c/189191_10150452765150608_581255607_17846029_5002887_n%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-2413220509816215056</id><published>2011-03-10T18:10:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T20:17:46.921-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Short But Sweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had a sweet surprise to hear from Gary and Barb Zorn from Calgary. They were vacationing in Ixtapa and w&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NuouvO_6LJA/TXlqIuGAagI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/HrfTwvaW4_4/s1600/Coglins%2Band%2BZorns%2BFeb%2B27%252C%2B2011%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582609911147162114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NuouvO_6LJA/TXlqIuGAagI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/HrfTwvaW4_4/s200/Coglins%2Band%2BZorns%2BFeb%2B27%252C%2B2011%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ondered how far away we were in Lazaro Cardenas. They thought if we weren't too far, they would like to pop over to spend the Sunday with us. Were we EVER excited! We weren't able to drive the 1.5 hours to pick them up Sunday morning, but they had little trouble in getting a taxi to bring them--and not only them, but they brought John and Brenda Coghlin with them. What a treat it was for us!! We enjoyed a wonderful morning of worship together. It's always a joy to introduce our loved ones from far away to our loved &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQZYym1y1M/TXls4fKnIPI/AAAAAAAAA5g/muL7LWmn6ec/s1600/Coghlins%2Band%2BZorns%2BFeb%2B27%252C%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582612930796921074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jNQZYym1y1M/TXls4fKnIPI/AAAAAAAAA5g/muL7LWmn6ec/s200/Coghlins%2Band%2BZorns%2BFeb%2B27%252C%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ones here in Mexico. Afterwards, we headed for Memaw's Manor at Miramar. We had only a few hours to enjoy the fellowship, but it was a sweet few hours. The Zorns and Coghlins filled our cups with their encouragement and sweet joy. Before the sun set, we all filed into the truck to return them to Ixtapa. Logan was disappointed they had stayed such a short time, and even more disappointed when we left them in Ixtapa. He loves visitors as much as we enjoy them. Thank you four, for taking the time to come see us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr3-5mjc3gk/TXl0OMENFUI/AAAAAAAAA54/2YtfjnafN_s/s1600/Raul%2Be%2BIsabel%252C%2BAlex%252C%2BRueben%252C%2BNancy%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582621000208291138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Fr3-5mjc3gk/TXl0OMENFUI/AAAAAAAAA54/2YtfjnafN_s/s200/Raul%2Be%2BIsabel%252C%2BAlex%252C%2BRueben%252C%2BNancy%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meanwhile, we continue to enjoy our lives here in Lazaro. We feel honoured that God has chosen us to be a part of His work in this corner of the world. We continue to meet new people and get involved in their lives. The Mexican culture lends itself to s&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7pgpe8NF0Lk/TXl0kuzQllI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xkJqh6oXKAc/s1600/March%2B2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582621387489580626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7pgpe8NF0Lk/TXl0kuzQllI/AAAAAAAAA6A/xkJqh6oXKAc/s200/March%2B2011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uch community because friendships and sharing good times together are what Mexicans do best. One of the ways we love getting to know new friends and enriching our relationships with older friends is spending the day at Memaw's Manor. Even though Lazaro Cardenas is on the coast, most who live in the city rarely make it to the beach. It's always a treat to share a meal together, then head for the pool, and of course comb the beach for the "prize" shell. We shared such a day with a new family that has been visiting with us at Comunidad de Cristo. Raul, Isabel and their three children, &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohWgfYVRxtg/TXl04rDV3jI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ruf_RbSaqNc/s1600/Raul%2Be%2BIsabel%252C%2BAlex%252C%2BRueben%252C%2BNancy%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582621730080677426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ohWgfYVRxtg/TXl04rDV3jI/AAAAAAAAA6I/ruf_RbSaqNc/s200/Raul%2Be%2BIsabel%252C%2BAlex%252C%2BRueben%252C%2BNancy%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex, Ruben, and Nancy have recently returned from living in Arizona. Because the US is all that the children know, the transition has been a difficult one at times. They are blessed to speak Spanish fluently, but other cultural differences, like school, recreation and shopping have taken some time in adjusting. Logan had a great time with them. None of them was real sure which language they should use, so it was a day full of "Spanglish" for the four of them. Would you please keep this sweet family in your prayers? They have overcome amazing obstacles through the power of Jesus. They have many more trials and adjustments ahead of them. We feel honoured to be able to have a part in helping them adjust to their lives here in Mexico. Their biggest need right now is WORK. Raul came to Lazaro Cardenas with the promise of having a job with the electric company, but recent protests of the fishermen and farmers toward the company have made it necessary to terminate his position. Isabel found work cleaning a school, but she has not been paid since October. May God provide secure work for them both so that they can stay in Lazaro and grow spiritually with us at Comunidad de Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pRpB7SZ-bMM/TXlzYrFx7ZI/AAAAAAAAA5o/wgyjEdbR4yQ/s1600/Logan%2Band%2BRicardo%2BMarch%2B2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582620080823463314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pRpB7SZ-bMM/TXlzYrFx7ZI/AAAAAAAAA5o/wgyjEdbR4yQ/s200/Logan%2Band%2BRicardo%2BMarch%2B2011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582620450593898882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DjX1JKs8Myc/TXlzuMl7AYI/AAAAAAAAA5w/4sm9KnPNSOY/s200/baking%2Bcookies%2Bwith%2BObed%2BFeb%2B2011.JPG" /&gt;Logan continues to grow and mature. He's adjusted so incredibly well here in the Mexican culture. I find that he often exhibits more Mexican mentality than Canadian ways. We love watching him grow. He spends much more time outside here than he did in Canada. There &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ECAr5EhjpeM/TXl14lCGcrI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/QTTSKmp5jks/s1600/baking%2Bcookies%2Bwith%2BObed%2BFeb%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582622827976487602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ECAr5EhjpeM/TXl14lCGcrI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/QTTSKmp5jks/s200/baking%2Bcookies%2Bwith%2BObed%2BFeb%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;are usually lots of neighbourhood kids with whom to play. He's taken on a baking ministry these days. He chooses a friend, and they bake chocolate chip cookies. Afterwards, they enjoy sharing their yummies with the neighbourhood kids. It's a fun experience--even the clean up of the bowls and cookie sheets. (Many thanks to the Coghlins and Zorns for restocking our chocolate chip supply--and a special thanks for our peanut butter chips and Smarties!!! WooooHoooooo!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582635487918490082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OoS_LaXHMD8/TXmBZe_fAeI/AAAAAAAAA6w/idlFpm6hmrE/s200/first%2Bcrab%2BMarch%2B2011.JPG" /&gt;Away from higher technology and television, Logan has learned to be quite creative. He and his dad spent several weeks building a crab pot. I had said we would boil the crabs&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qylA_LHI6BM/TXl51zDzyTI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/NPyaQMvnkHE/s1600/first%2Bcrab%2BMarch%2B2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; he captured. Needless to say, he was ecstatic to find his first prize after lowering his pot in the waves of the rocky shores at Miramar. His face showed every bit of the pride he felt...even if the crab was only, at the most, two inches in diameter!!! With some protest about its size, I put the water on to boil. He was somewhat disappointed when he found more "less desirable yuck" than sweet meat once he finally got the little guy open! Better luck next time!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vr5zSt-qOYM/TXmACtBitMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/-_hZiTKzhMw/s1600/New%2Bhobby-kite%2Bbuilding%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582633997036598466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vr5zSt-qOYM/TXmACtBitMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/-_hZiTKzhMw/s200/New%2Bhobby-kite%2Bbuilding%2BMarch%2B2011%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan's also become adept at building kites. He pulls down coconut tree palms and strips the stalks, then arranges them in various designs. He covers them with plastic. (So THAT'S why I have no more plastic bags for the garbage cans!) After fas&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EF8UGexf5pY/TXmAcKp3xoI/AAAAAAAAA6o/8fICl-eSP3g/s1600/IMG_2560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582634434487109250" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EF8UGexf5pY/TXmAcKp3xoI/AAAAAAAAA6o/8fICl-eSP3g/s200/IMG_2560.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hioning a tail, he attaches his ingenious "string wrapped around a bottle" guide line. He's made some amazing kites-some of them flying so high they can hardly be seen. The kids at school have invented games where they capture each others' kites by wrapping their own kites around their opponents'. I simply shake my head in wonder! I love the busy and creative hands at work. It's wonderful to see the children play. Logan's having such a rich childhood here. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are indeed blessed! We pray the same for you. I am off to Honduras for ten days as I, along with a few other Mexico missionaries from other cities, participate in the Latin American Come Before Winter Renewal. I'm very excited to be a part of this rich experience. I am even more excited that my dear friend and supporter from our church in Abilene, Gail Lawson, will be joining up with me in Houston. We are looking forward to encountering God together! (Thank you to all who helped to make this dream a reality!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-2413220509816215056?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2413220509816215056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=2413220509816215056' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2413220509816215056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2413220509816215056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/03/short-but-sweet.html' title='Short But Sweet'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NuouvO_6LJA/TXlqIuGAagI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/HrfTwvaW4_4/s72-c/Coglins%2Band%2BZorns%2BFeb%2B27%252C%2B2011%2B%25281%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-2881211355384869396</id><published>2011-02-25T22:00:00.025-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T23:52:53.091-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots Happening on the Pacific Coast of Mexico!</title><content type='html'>Looking at my list of the last twelve big events of these past weeks, I've decided to lean on the saying: A picture is worth a thousand words. Otherwise, this post will be WAY too long. Enjoy the last couple of weeks in pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577845172237629442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kl_ZFQsD9QI/TWh8oadZ-AI/AAAAAAAAA2o/S5b3shym5xM/s200/Esther.JPG" /&gt;Our dear friend and sister, Esther, has been waiting to head to the States for a year &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yxdDSpAZg8I/TWh9w53FbYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0MwySsb6JoY/s1600/Despedida%2Bpara%2BEsther%2BFeb%2B2011%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577846417617415554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yxdDSpAZg8I/TWh9w53FbYI/AAAAAAAAA2w/0MwySsb6JoY/s200/Despedida%2Bpara%2BEsther%2BFeb%2B2011%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;where she will work as a nanny with a family near Atlanta, Georgia. We will miss her greatly, but know it will be a great year, full of new experiences. Family and friends shared in a "Tamale Farewell Party" a few days before Esther took off. I have no doubt Esther will be light and salt to the family that has chosen her to be with them for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjN9RuKzVYM/TWh-wUvsEUI/AAAAAAAAA24/nq7PHUyHtvw/s1600/Cam%2Band%2BMargaret%2Bvisit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577847507165909314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xjN9RuKzVYM/TWh-wUvsEUI/AAAAAAAAA24/nq7PHUyHtvw/s200/Cam%2Band%2BMargaret%2Bvisit.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were honoured to host Cameron and Margaret Husband from one of our supporting churches, Moose Mountain Church of Christ, from Saskatchewan, Canada. They filled our cups until we were slurping out of the saucers! We loved having them join us in our weekly activities. They were real troopers in keeping up &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pevtah_Ze1k/TWiAJ1NsBuI/AAAAAAAAA3A/u9XPQErVAx4/s1600/Galdina%2Bsays%2Bfarewell.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577849044890027746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pevtah_Ze1k/TWiAJ1NsBuI/AAAAAAAAA3A/u9XPQErVAx4/s200/Galdina%2Bsays%2Bfarewell.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with us in the heat. What a contrast to the -40 C temperatures they were experiencing in the land of snow and ice!! They &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ue00_P3uPM/TWiBXZ38HKI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/NHXmmZazzzs/s1600/Siervos-Monday%2Bnight.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577850377580846242" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ue00_P3uPM/TWiBXZ38HKI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/NHXmmZazzzs/s200/Siervos-Monday%2Bnight.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;met our neighbours, &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNG70DJKWVQ/TWiA0QollHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NJvK_2h3FyQ/s1600/Casa%2Bdel%2Banciano%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577849773805114482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mNG70DJKWVQ/TWiA0QollHI/AAAAAAAAA3I/NJvK_2h3FyQ/s200/Casa%2Bdel%2Banciano%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;friends at the "Casa del Anciano" and beloved sisters and brothers from La Comunidad de Cristo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday was an extra special day as we worshipped together, then spent the rest of the day at Memaw's Manor at Mirmar with a few of our newer families in the con&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6z14z1lic4/TWiD51mjrZI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/NUD1u0S7eCc/s1600/Welcome%2BCam%2Band%2BMargaret.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577853168162942354" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-R6z14z1lic4/TWiD51mjrZI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/NUD1u0S7eCc/s200/Welcome%2BCam%2Band%2BMargaret.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gregation. It was a lovely day of &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pquXD2BU4Tg/TWiFAbwCPvI/AAAAAAAAA3g/GpBkegZvBd0/s1600/IMG_2468.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577854380994084594" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pquXD2BU4Tg/TWiFAbwCPvI/AAAAAAAAA3g/GpBkegZvBd0/s200/IMG_2468.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkE0vG99LUo/TWiFsW_ceFI/AAAAAAAAA3o/d0OgSt_D7iM/s1600/gathering%2Bat%2BMiramar%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577855135630784594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RkE0vG99LUo/TWiFsW_ceFI/AAAAAAAAA3o/d0OgSt_D7iM/s200/gathering%2Bat%2BMiramar%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;fellowship.&lt;/div&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;div&gt;A special event with which Margaret helped was our Valentine's dinner party. Bernard and I invited four of our servant couples and lavished them with candle light and a lovely meal. The best part of the evening was the sharing of each person's appreciation for his/her spouse. The sweet words were then&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQIlbA4XxLY/TWiHX6SXptI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Runhj8C8zTU/s1600/Couples%2527%2BValentine%2BDinner%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577856983351404242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hQIlbA4XxLY/TWiHX6SXptI/AAAAAAAAA3w/Runhj8C8zTU/s200/Couples%2527%2BValentine%2BDinner%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sealed with a kiss. It was a night to be remembered!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577858278653144978" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CNiamQb7u_w/TWiIjTqXr5I/AAAAAAAAA34/UwnOVNDqIE4/s200/Logan%2Bhelps%2Bserve.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKKo_OZuObw/TWiJXQLOOUI/AAAAAAAAA4A/HEGEo7cWVCk/s1600/Sharing%2Bour%2Bappreciation%2Bfor%2Beach%2Bother.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577859171070392642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gKKo_OZuObw/TWiJXQLOOUI/AAAAAAAAA4A/HEGEo7cWVCk/s200/Sharing%2Bour%2Bappreciation%2Bfor%2Beach%2Bother.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCKNxM1Rpfw/TWiKIIWo1cI/AAAAAAAAA4I/DAr-nsi4k64/s1600/Cam%2Band%2BMargaret%2B%25284%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577860010784380354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kCKNxM1Rpfw/TWiKIIWo1cI/AAAAAAAAA4I/DAr-nsi4k64/s200/Cam%2Band%2BMargaret%2B%25284%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tW3Z92rIRi4/TWiKcIxrmbI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/0RyWwbVzPY8/s1600/Cam%2Band%2BMargaret%2B%25285%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577860354495191474" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tW3Z92rIRi4/TWiKcIxrmbI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/0RyWwbVzPY8/s200/Cam%2Band%2BMargaret%2B%25285%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTLyG5yc3NA/TWiK3-FHSFI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i2c9cQMTBlU/s1600/Cam%2Band%2BMargaret%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577860832660244562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hTLyG5yc3NA/TWiK3-FHSFI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/i2c9cQMTBlU/s200/Cam%2Band%2BMargaret%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJeLRAi4Meo/TWiM7XSixzI/AAAAAAAAA4g/QbLvfuRDN0s/s1600/1.%2BCards%2Bfrom%2BCanada%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577863089990321970" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tJeLRAi4Meo/TWiM7XSixzI/AAAAAAAAA4g/QbLvfuRDN0s/s200/1.%2BCards%2Bfrom%2BCanada%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we said good-bye to Cam and Margaret, we have celebrated Bernard's ?? birthday. The day was complete with b&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k86tPo6LEbs/TWiNrrnpPtI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ved-V9jWx9o/s1600/3.%2BBinoculars%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577863920081256146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-k86tPo6LEbs/TWiNrrnpPtI/AAAAAAAAA4o/ved-V9jWx9o/s200/3.%2BBinoculars%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;irthday wishes from Canada, our traditional "present treasure hunt", and a surprise pozole party with Bern's Thursday night group. Does age 55 join you to the official group of senior citizens?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKeZ1UwJjNE/TWiOTHtheqI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1QCH329ZV4o/s1600/the%2Bwhole%2Bgang.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577864597637003938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RKeZ1UwJjNE/TWiOTHtheqI/AAAAAAAAA4w/1QCH329ZV4o/s200/the%2Bwhole%2Bgang.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAexW8SmhoA/TWiPYT5enXI/AAAAAAAAA44/g1e40oyv-kw/s1600/Pozole%2Bwith%2BCarmen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577865786319347058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fAexW8SmhoA/TWiPYT5enXI/AAAAAAAAA44/g1e40oyv-kw/s200/Pozole%2Bwith%2BCarmen.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday at our team prayer time, we celebrated Bern and Ivan's birthday with the best gift of all: Tammy and Malcolm's arrival back in Mexico!!! After many months of having to be in Texas, they ha&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBNd0AVRK0w/TWiQ5q2erVI/AAAAAAAAA5A/KGk81fmfoAQ/s1600/Happy%2BBirthday%2BIvan%2BFeb%2B20%2Band%2BBern%2BFeb%2B24%252C%2B2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577867458928094546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iBNd0AVRK0w/TWiQ5q2erVI/AAAAAAAAA5A/KGk81fmfoAQ/s200/Happy%2BBirthday%2BIvan%2BFeb%2B20%2Band%2BBern%2BFeb%2B24%252C%2B2011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ve again joined us in Lazaro Cardenas. Our team is once again complete. We are looking forward to a wonderful reunion this Sunday as the church celebrates their return. They have been greatly missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htVF-L8Y3aI/TWiRjVVipXI/AAAAAAAAA5I/qiVR6j1zCRQ/s1600/Tammy%2Band%2BMalcolm%2Breturn%2BFeb%2B23%252C%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577868174707303794" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-htVF-L8Y3aI/TWiRjVVipXI/AAAAAAAAA5I/qiVR6j1zCRQ/s200/Tammy%2Band%2BMalcolm%2Breturn%2BFeb%2B23%252C%2B2011%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KjlaI_CUsYo/TWiSYCvWkWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/hsGwN-2t25s/s1600/Feb%2B23%252C%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577869080248357218" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KjlaI_CUsYo/TWiSYCvWkWI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/hsGwN-2t25s/s200/Feb%2B23%252C%2B2011%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-2881211355384869396?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2881211355384869396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=2881211355384869396' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2881211355384869396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2881211355384869396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/02/lots-happening-on-pacific-coast-of.html' title='Lots Happening on the Pacific Coast of Mexico!'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kl_ZFQsD9QI/TWh8oadZ-AI/AAAAAAAAA2o/S5b3shym5xM/s72-c/Esther.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-2147032985880898234</id><published>2011-02-10T16:04:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T17:22:02.424-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Woman of Noble Character...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXXblNuaB5E/TVRnJBQv8TI/AAAAAAAAA14/gQsezd-GpxQ/s1600/Dia%2Bdel%2Bnino%2BAbril%2B26%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572192043619316018" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXXblNuaB5E/TVRnJBQv8TI/AAAAAAAAA14/gQsezd-GpxQ/s200/Dia%2Bdel%2Bnino%2BAbril%2B26%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Proverbs 31 speaks toward the characteristics of a godly woman: A woman of noble character,  who can find? She is worth far more than rubies... Our hearts are saddened to have to say good-bye to such a woman. Georgina, a pillar in her family, work, church and  community, received her eternal reward as she ran into the arms of Jesus, Saturday, Feb. 5. Georgina suffered, what appeared to be, a stroke. Although she continued to improve, her high blood pressure prevented the doctors from performing an operation to stop the bleeding in her brain. We rejoice in Georgina's victory; we mourn with her family and friends who will sense her absence every day. Monday, we shared in a beautiful celebration of Georgina's life as her brother, Pedro, spoke of the fact that Georgina was a huge reason the church was planted in Lazaro Cardenas. It was Pedro, for the love her his sister's soul, who encouraged Billy &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TVRnawBapFI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Nx-nhHMsPB0/s1600/1.%2BGina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572192348229248082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TVRnawBapFI/AAAAAAAAA2A/Nx-nhHMsPB0/s200/1.%2BGina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Moore and Malcolcm Pointon to look at Lazaro Cardenas as a possible church plant site. Through God's leading, a team located in Lazaro, resulting in Georgina and Salvador's salvation, becoming two of the first Christians in La Comunidad de Cristo (although there was no formal name of the church at that time). Since then, God used Georgina as a powerful servant of His. She held studies in her home; she helped with studies out in the countryside; she cooked countless meals, she worked behind the scenes of every church activity; she organized pot-lucks; she paid all the bills; she cared for her family, including her mom who lives with the family--Indeed, she was a woman worth much more than any amount of rubies. Please pray for Salvador, their two girls and one son/families, as well as many others who were "children" to Georgina, and her dear sweet mother, Sofia, as they grieve Georgina's absence and find a "new normal" without her. Please keep Tammy and Malcolm in your prayers. They were not here in Lazaro as the family passed through this dark shadow of death. Tammy and Malcolm were the spiritual mentors for Salvador and Georgina. They longed to be with them as support and comfort. Georgina was especially close to Malcolm as she served as administrator of the land sales company. She will be greatly missed in that capacity. We look forward to welcoming the Pointons back to Mexico toward the end of February. Their first longing, I'm sure, will be to minister to this family in their time of loss. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPL9aLg3dzE/TVRp40PMZ0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/aNs5Tbgqqec/s1600/Christmas%2Bcards%2Bfrom%2BSaskatoon%2BDec%2B2010-Feb%2B2011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572195063780108098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mPL9aLg3dzE/TVRp40PMZ0I/AAAAAAAAA2I/aNs5Tbgqqec/s200/Christmas%2Bcards%2Bfrom%2BSaskatoon%2BDec%2B2010-Feb%2B2011.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With our temperatures slowly creeping up to the high 20s C, Christmas and the" cooler season" are all but a memory. But not so with the (not so express) burro mail system of Mexico. Today, o&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UX1JnGytx98/TVRqSowuiKI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Yx2X20f5EMQ/s1600/Better%2Blate%2Bthan%2Bnever...2%2Bmonths%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmail%2B%25283%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572195507376130210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UX1JnGytx98/TVRqSowuiKI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Yx2X20f5EMQ/s200/Better%2Blate%2Bthan%2Bnever...2%2Bmonths%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmail%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ur family experienced a bit of Christmas as more than 20 Christmas cards depicting all kinds of snowmen/snow scenes arrived at Santos Degollados #253!! Thanks, Saskatoon Church, for making our day!!! We had a great time reading the many Christmas wishes and trying to remember the feel of the cold and snow of Canada. We figured either the burros made&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eavAgAy1DH0/TVRqmQ668SI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/zyly6iTWPbA/s1600/big%2Blaughs%2Bfrom%2BReid.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572195844573819170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eavAgAy1DH0/TVRqmQ668SI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/zyly6iTWPbA/s200/big%2Blaughs%2Bfrom%2BReid.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a wrong turn, or they needed the two months to thaw after their trek to and from Canada. Logan got a few laughs out of Reid Patterson's card and art work, and gave a big YaHooo for the &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TVRq-zKCw7I/AAAAAAAAA2g/rmVuQFx9s1k/s1600/Better%2Blate%2Bthan%2Bnever...2%2Bmonths%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmail%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572196266080912306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TVRq-zKCw7I/AAAAAAAAA2g/rmVuQFx9s1k/s200/Better%2Blate%2Bthan%2Bnever...2%2Bmonths%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmail%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Canadian tattoos that Auntie Jean sent. ALL the cards and sentiments put a smile on our faces and a prayer in our hearts to be honoured by you. Thank you to Heather  Smith who seems to have been the mastermind behind it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TVRq-zKCw7I/AAAAAAAAA2g/rmVuQFx9s1k/s1600/Better%2Blate%2Bthan%2Bnever...2%2Bmonths%2Bin%2Bthe%2Bmail%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;                                                                                                                    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-2147032985880898234?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2147032985880898234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=2147032985880898234' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2147032985880898234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2147032985880898234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/02/woman-of-noble-character.html' title='A Woman of Noble Character...'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LXXblNuaB5E/TVRnJBQv8TI/AAAAAAAAA14/gQsezd-GpxQ/s72-c/Dia%2Bdel%2Bnino%2BAbril%2B26%2B016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-4500761527238516240</id><published>2011-01-27T01:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T02:39:37.509-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Head'n to Honduras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TUErut9B-qI/AAAAAAAAA1s/VoG1TtD4_cI/s1600/going%2Bto%2BCanada%2Bas%2Bsurprise%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566778696016198306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TUErut9B-qI/AAAAAAAAA1s/VoG1TtD4_cI/s200/going%2Bto%2BCanada%2Bas%2Bsurprise%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;          THIS IS THE FACE OF A BLESSED WOMAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I experience many blessings as we live and serve in our little corner of the world: We are victorious, no matter our lot in life, through Jesus, the One who restores our souls. I share my life and passions with a wonderful, godly man who rises up to be a loving spiritual leader for his family. We have been blessed with three wonderful children who continue on the process of being spiritually transformed. We serve along side amazing team mates, working in unison, according to each one's talents and passions. We have been given the humbling honour to represent our Master through the sacrificial gifts of our supporting congregations and individual friends. We enjoy the privilege of watching God transform those with whom we are forming relationships. How did I get to be so blessed???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking forward to another blessing coming up for me March 14-18. Come Before Winter Women's Renewals is planning a retreat for those of us serving in Latin America. Being held in Honduras, I really didn't think it would be a possibility for me. Months have passed with the renewal in the back of my mind. Air tickets aren't cheap, nor could I find a frequent traveller who could donate 70,000 Continental AirPass points. After much prayer and contemplation, I have decided that the blessings that I will receive from the renewal far outweigh the cost of the airplane ticket (even with having to sleep in the Houston airport two nights!!). THEN I was extra blessed to have one of my dear supporters and friends, Gail Lawson, plan to come along with me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truly, it's blessing upon blessing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We look forward to sitting at the feet of godly women like Jeanen Reese, Danita Jackson, and so many others. I am extremely grateful to the many who donate toward the ministry of Come Before Winter to cover the cost of lodging and food while we are there. WHAT a blessing!! If you have never heard of CbW, I invite you to check out their website at: &lt;a href="http://www.comebeforewinter.org/"&gt;http://www.comebeforewinter.org/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will March EVER get here?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-4500761527238516240?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4500761527238516240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=4500761527238516240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4500761527238516240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4500761527238516240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/01/headn-to-honduras.html' title='Head&apos;n to Honduras'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TUErut9B-qI/AAAAAAAAA1s/VoG1TtD4_cI/s72-c/going%2Bto%2BCanada%2Bas%2Bsurprise%2B016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-4702488244165499864</id><published>2011-01-18T08:28:00.014-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T19:24:45.006-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Other Side of the Boxes</title><content type='html'>After the extensive Mexican holiday season, lives are SLOWLY getting back to normal. Things were pretty sluggish the first few weeks, but the momentum is picking up now in the third week after the holidays. It's almost like people just don't want to get back to the "grind" of life. I was more than ready--three weeks was plenty of down-time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTYzfreqqOI/AAAAAAAAA0c/dCHrVraNgPQ/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252811%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563691009003137250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTYzfreqqOI/AAAAAAAAA0c/dCHrVraNgPQ/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252811%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a fun experience on Sunday. Our dear friend, Blanca, leads the orphanage ministry at &lt;em&gt;Casa Hogar&lt;/em&gt; each Wednesday morning. She and three other friends from various churches spend a few hours with the boys, teaching them about God. Blanca invited La Comunidad de Cristo to the Three Kings Fiesta t&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY42U5YyYI/AAAAAAAAA1c/k2ai1sx9jGU/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252810%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563696895636326786" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY42U5YyYI/AAAAAAAAA1c/k2ai1sx9jGU/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252810%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hat the team had planned for the orphans. What a party if was!! Two clowns (and one clown in training) spoke of the importance of listening to God's voice rather than the enemy's voice. Of course there were pinatas and food. The most wonderful part, for me, was the gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY0xJ3uxII/AAAAAAAAA0s/DyDDyoc0Qe4/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252840%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563692408730731650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY0xJ3uxII/AAAAAAAAA0s/DyDDyoc0Qe4/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252840%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While living in Canada, I can't count the number of shoe boxes our family filled with goodies to be sent to children in all p&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY1P0ceVvI/AAAAAAAAA00/jmPctRBFKxo/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252853%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563692935555208946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY1P0ceVvI/AAAAAAAAA00/jmPctRBFKxo/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252853%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;arts of the world. It was always fun to wonder what a child in India or Africa would like to play with. After carefully choosing just the right toys and necessities, we often took our boxes to the front of the auditorium, prayed that the boxes would bless precious children's lives, then shipped them off, hardly to be thought of again. Well, I tell you, it was a humbling experience to see those boxes o&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY121p3a4I/AAAAAAAAA08/a7TMu3oCJYo/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252860%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563693605894712194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY121p3a4I/AAAAAAAAA08/a7TMu3oCJYo/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252860%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pened from this side of the shipment!! After a prayer of thanksgiving for every family that filled the boxes, the boys could hardly wait to break the tape and plunder through their goodies. Eyes &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY2kfJlJvI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FZHfwpqvMzs/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252870%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563694390127699698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY2kfJlJvI/AAAAAAAAA1E/FZHfwpqvMzs/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252870%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;were huge and smiles were wide. Squeals and giggles were rampant. If you filled a box this Christmas you blessed a child beyond your imagination!!! Thank you for spending a bit of money and time--Thank you for giving me the opportunity to witness the excitement. I encourage everyone reading this blog to make sure your &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY3CoZ6LpI/AAAAAAAAA1M/i8MKukHiIvw/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252844%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563694908008181394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY3CoZ6LpI/AAAAAAAAA1M/i8MKukHiIvw/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252844%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;church participates in programs like The Samaritans Purse and Operation Christmas Child next Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan also had a great time checking out the kids' boxes and explaining what some things were. It was pretty amazing to see a child put a little sponge in water and watch it grow!!! Good thing Logan was there to explain it to him. I don't think t&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY3yQpXRSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/fa31oopOcAU/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252892%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563695726264272162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY3yQpXRSI/AAAAAAAAA1U/fa31oopOcAU/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252892%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;he little boy would have ever figured out what to do with that package of sponges!! Sunglasses were a big hit. One little boy got a whistle. I think he's still blowing it!! I got the biggest kick out of one little boy who was ecstatic over having his VERY OWN tube of toothpaste---TOOTHPASTE...Can you imagine our Canadian kids being ecstatic over toothpaste? How blessed we are!! I am thankful to have been part of the Samaritan's Purse boxes. Bless these programs with your participation in many Christmases to come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My heart overflowed with gratitude as the clowns asked the children questions concerning various &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY5YDI2LBI/AAAAAAAAA1k/NCJ7sl85fK4/s1600/Boys%2Bwith%2BBibles%2B%2528Ashley%2529%2BJune%2B2010%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563697474984881170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTY5YDI2LBI/AAAAAAAAA1k/NCJ7sl85fK4/s200/Boys%2Bwith%2BBibles%2B%2528Ashley%2529%2BJune%2B2010%2B001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lessons from the Bible. One little boy in the back row seemed to know&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTYz3fVX3HI/AAAAAAAAA0k/bxgDYwDochA/s1600/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252817%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563691418059791474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTYz3fVX3HI/AAAAAAAAA0k/bxgDYwDochA/s200/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252817%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; all the answers. Finally,with hands on his hips, the clown asked, "How is it that you know so much about the Bible?" The little boy replied, &lt;em&gt;"Me regalaron mi propia Biblia!" &lt;/em&gt;It brought tears to my eyes to realize some of YOU who  are the reason he knows so much about God. His answer was: "Some people gave me my very own Bible." Those were the Bibles that Moose Mountain Church and others gave us to distribute. We have given about 40 Easy to Read Spanish Bibles to the orphans. We just never know what will result from our giving hearts. Thank you for blessing this child's heart and life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia, for the Krogsgaards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-4702488244165499864?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4702488244165499864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=4702488244165499864' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4702488244165499864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4702488244165499864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-other-side-of-boxes.html' title='On the Other Side of the Boxes'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TTYzfreqqOI/AAAAAAAAA0c/dCHrVraNgPQ/s72-c/Fiesta%2BCasa%2BHogar%2B16%2Bde%2Benero%2B2011%2B%252811%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-8947663116627649487</id><published>2011-01-05T11:12:00.041-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T14:26:32.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections of Christmas 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTJtGFW57I/AAAAAAAAAzg/ED7G1TLthLA/s1600/101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558789616646416306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTJtGFW57I/AAAAAAAAAzg/ED7G1TLthLA/s200/101.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The living room is back to normal with the Christmas tree snug in its box, waiting to be pulled out again in eleven months. The small &lt;em&gt;pinata&lt;/em&gt; that Logan had made in Bible class has been taken down from the front door frame and smashed to smithereens. Josh Groban's Christmas CD has been returned to its case (much to Bernard's relief). Another Christmas on the Mexican Pacific Coast is recorded in our minds and in my computer picture library. The three of us en&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTLV7xehcI/AAAAAAAAAzo/cMz0nvqdO1U/s1600/gifts%2Bfor%2Ball%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558791417764939202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTLV7xehcI/AAAAAAAAAzo/cMz0nvqdO1U/s200/gifts%2Bfor%2Ball%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;joyed an intimate holiday season. We had big plans of making visits that get overlooked during the regular weekly busy schedules, but alas, many people were away visiting family in other parts of Mexico. After the last of our "pre-holiday" activities: visiting with our elderly and hosting a Christmas &lt;em&gt;posada&lt;/em&gt; w&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTL1B0TIBI/AAAAAAAAAzw/bqDHaNa2yWQ/s1600/028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558791951963332626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTL1B0TIBI/AAAAAAAAAzw/bqDHaNa2yWQ/s200/028.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ith our &lt;em&gt;grupo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;de siervos&lt;/em&gt;, we finally packed up our week's supply of food and necessities and headed for our beach retreat at Memaw's Manor at Miramar. We enjoyed various activities that were not interrupted by TV, telephone or internet tyrannies. We enjoyed the solace offered to us by the crashing waves and clear, star-filled night skies--far removed from the barking dogs, crowing roosters, heart-thumping car stereo woofers, and the constant noise of the tortilla factory that characterize the sights and sounds of Lazaro Cardenas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTOsrfwj3I/AAAAAAAAA0A/hzIx2B9WutA/s1600/044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558795107067531122" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTOsrfwj3I/AAAAAAAAA0A/hzIx2B9WutA/s200/044.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For the first few days, Dad and Logan worked steadily on Mom's Christmas present: the second addition to the birdhouse collection springing up all around the Manor's yard. This, however, is no ordinary birdhouse. This is the deluxe bird mansion version. The thoughtfulness and love that went into this precious gift brings a smile to my face every time we drive up to Memaw's Manor. Thank you, boys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558763356258502210" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSSx0ig_BkI/AAAAAAAAAxI/m2JXf0-JjNM/s200/Noche%2BBuena%2BCarne%2BAsada.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We splurged at Thanksgiving with a family-sized turkey that fed eleven of us, so for Christmas Eve, we decided to adopt the Mexican tradition of a&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSSydEw1GZI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XUN09uAU2-Y/s1600/The%2Bend%2Bof%2BChristmas%2BDay.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558764052646533522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSSydEw1GZI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XUN09uAU2-Y/s200/The%2Bend%2Bof%2BChristmas%2BDay.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Noche Buena&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Asada. &lt;/em&gt;We lit the grill and enjoyed a lovely supper of grilled beef with all the "fix'ns": guacamole, tortillas, and grilled veggies. Satisfied, we sat back in our chairs enjoying the signature sunset of our God declaring that all is well, as He has sent His Son for Peace and Good-Will to all men. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSS15oGzEbI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/N7RCOPVtrGY/s1600/091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558767841705136562" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSS15oGzEbI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/N7RCOPVtrGY/s200/091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The peace and tranquility were soon interrupted by cracks, pops &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSS1Sv5XVjI/AAAAAAAAAx4/-HKteYs0shQ/s1600/061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558767173781378610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSS1Sv5XVjI/AAAAAAAAAx4/-HKteYs0shQ/s200/061.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and booms from Logan's favourite gift: a whack of fireworks. The truth be told, this is the primary reason Logan loves living in Mexico: Fireworks are "somewhat legal" during the holiday season. Logan saves his allowance all year just to blow it up during firework season! Knowing his love for these dangerous toys, against our better judgement, we made his Christmas memorable by buying him a cache of loot he'd never forget. They were gone in two days!! But he sure had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTIcH7_9iI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/XaAi8ZZmXiE/s1600/Christmas%2BHam%2B%2528compliments%2Bof%2BSoriana%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558788225574630946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTIcH7_9iI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/XaAi8ZZmXiE/s200/Christmas%2BHam%2B%2528compliments%2Bof%2BSoriana%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Christmas Day was spent in a lazy, relaxed way. We discovered a GREAT secret to have that yummy holiday ham without all the fuss: &lt;em&gt;Soriana&lt;/em&gt;, our local grocery store bakes a great pineapple/cherry/pecan stuffed ham. I added the baked sweet potatoes and green beans, and &lt;em&gt;Voila! &lt;/em&gt;Christmas Dinner!!! The rest of the day was spent reading in the sun, cat-napping in the hammock, and playing table games. The only thin&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTI_QJ1WnI/AAAAAAAAAzY/NnhshHhcMMM/s1600/Table%2Bgames%2Bgalore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558788829075561074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTI_QJ1WnI/AAAAAAAAAzY/NnhshHhcMMM/s200/Table%2Bgames%2Bgalore.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g that would have made the Christmas 100% perfect would have been &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTNuTEapaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/IUGxztzYHUU/s1600/054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558794035358508450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTNuTEapaI/AAAAAAAAAz4/IUGxztzYHUU/s200/054.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;having our extended family with us!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After spending two Christmases without our twins and extended family, I have come to the conclusion: no matter that the plane tickets are at their highest cost, no matter who's left to attend any "emergency" in the church back in Lazaro, Christmas is meant to be spent with our extended family back "home"!!! As wonderful as our little piece of heaven was at Memaw's Manor during the holidays, I sure missed being with our twins and other family members in Canada. We have enjoyed new traditions and a new kind of Christmas on the Mexican Coast, but Christmas just isn't Christmas without the whole family. Christmas 2011 will be in Canada. (Book our reservations at the Krogsgaard Bed and Breakfast, Dad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558787156884027858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTHd6wTedI/AAAAAAAAAzI/jmf-TC7qRBM/s200/spending%2Bsome%2Btime%2Bwith%2BBryan%2Band%2BAngela%2B%25283%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed to have Bryan and Angela Gately visiting Miramar. We haven't seen them since they left Mexico 15 months ago. It was wonderful catching up on their lives. Few people stimulate and encourage me as Angela does when she shares the many things her great God does in her life. We love and appreciate them deeply!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Sunday Celebrations have been small these last three weeks because of the holidays. With Ivan and Ste&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTGMKQV9xI/AAAAAAAAAy4/W3j5SESzmYU/s1600/Francisco%2Bpreaches%2BDec%2B12%252C%2B2010%2B%25282%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558785752295667474" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTGMKQV9xI/AAAAAAAAAy4/W3j5SESzmYU/s200/Francisco%2Bpreaches%2BDec%2B12%252C%2B2010%2B%25282%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;f in Texas, it has afforded the opportunity for a few others to spread their wings with some of the preaching. Rigo, Francisco and Bernard have blessed us tremendously with their study of God's Word. L&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTGuxR0tRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/IlvyN0Q6AW0/s1600/Logan%2Band%2BIkel%2Blead%2Bthe%2BLord%2527s%2BSupper%2B%25281%2529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558786346886411538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTGuxR0tRI/AAAAAAAAAzA/IlvyN0Q6AW0/s200/Logan%2Band%2BIkel%2Blead%2Bthe%2BLord%2527s%2BSupper%2B%25281%2529.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ogan had the idea that he would like to lead the Lord's Supper. He did his own study and organized his thoughts. He even invited Ikel to participate with him. My heart was full!! The break in schedule also gives us a reality check that we are so very blessed to have Ivan bring us messages from God each week. Bernard and I both look forward to getting back to our "regular schedules" next week!! I think Logan's about ready to get back to school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the sentiments that the Mexicans verbalize as they wish you the best in the coming year. I leave you with a few of their thoughts: &lt;em&gt;!Que Dios te bendiga en el anyo nuevo con buena salud, buenas amistades, y la felicidad!&lt;/em&gt; (May God bless you in the new year with good health, good friendships and happiness.) I'll add to that: May 2011 be a year of the realization of Romans 12:2: that God will transform our thinking from the ways of the world to His ways by the renewing of our minds through the reading of His Word and falling in love with HIS Son and HIS ways. May 2011 be a year of TRANSFORMATION for us all!!&lt;br /&gt;Blessings Abound,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-8947663116627649487?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8947663116627649487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=8947663116627649487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8947663116627649487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8947663116627649487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2011/01/reflections-of-christmas-2010.html' title='Reflections of Christmas 2010'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TSTJtGFW57I/AAAAAAAAAzg/ED7G1TLthLA/s72-c/101.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-1446850368411677940</id><published>2010-11-29T22:46:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T00:24:53.352-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time in Fast Forward</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As I've mentioned before, I'm sure that time runs faster here in Mexico. How can it already be the end of November? I haven't even gotten used to writing 2010, and soon it will be time to change to 2011!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The nights have cooled down, while Santas and snowmen are appearing in shop windows. The image still makes me chuckle as I wipe sweat from my brow. However, the signs point to the fact that another holiday season is upon us. Logan's ready to get our tree up and begin making our Christmas ornaments that we give away. We will miss being with our family in Alabama and Canada, but we look forward to celebrating the holidays with some our dear friends here in Lazaro Cardenas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSLPxBllLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/kzGSS_X0arw/s1600/003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545210144174216370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSLPxBllLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/kzGSS_X0arw/s200/003.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The last month has been full of bountiful bles&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSRZ6Gzf3I/AAAAAAAAAwk/a8mG3AJSKsw/s1600/015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545216915480477554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSRZ6Gzf3I/AAAAAAAAAwk/a8mG3AJSKsw/s200/015.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sings. We welcomed a new precious sister into the kingdom. Juanita has been with us for about a year. It's been fun watching her grow in her knowledge and relationship with God. Her decision was not made lightly. She loves learning, and ponders these new truths in her heart. She's a blessing to us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSOz6BE_hI/AAAAAAAAAwM/4pOAidHCUeI/s1600/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545214063598173714" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSOz6BE_hI/AAAAAAAAAwM/4pOAidHCUeI/s200/018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of our dear sisters began a new ministry with the&lt;em&gt; Casa del&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;Anciano&lt;/em&gt; (Home of the Aged). Angie leads a team that visits the aged each Wednesday. Their love and care for the residents is testimony to God's love and care for us all. Angie is pas&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSOCAWrskI/AAAAAAAAAv8/3XEsrybPJSs/s1600/casa%2Bde%2Banciano%2B004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545213206305944130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSOCAWrskI/AAAAAAAAAv8/3XEsrybPJSs/s200/casa%2Bde%2Banciano%2B004.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sionate about getting some of the &lt;em&gt;ancianos&lt;/em&gt; to our Sunday Celebrations. Her little Volkswagon Bug can be seen on route from the &lt;em&gt;asilo&lt;/em&gt; to the church building as she makes several trips to accommodate all those who want to attend. As church planters, we are thrilled to see our brothers and sisters empowered to minister to others with the passions and desires that God has placed within them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545214957676444930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSPn8t8vQI/AAAAAAAAAwU/vzOj6DJ3t-8/s200/Jared%252C%2BJavier%252C%2BLorena%252C%2BStefanie%252C%2BEthan%252C%2BIvan.JPG" /&gt; Our family decided to celebrate American Thanksgiving since I goofed and served chili dogs for Canadian Thanksgiving (oops). We bit the bullet and paid top peso for a turkey (and it was worth every peso we spe&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSQEcJegVI/AAAAAAAAAwc/SQY5ZovvpPo/s1600/Rosy%252C%2BFrancisco%252C%2BJared.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545215447149740370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSQEcJegVI/AAAAAAAAAwc/SQY5ZovvpPo/s200/Rosy%252C%2BFrancisco%252C%2BJared.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nt!). I was even surprised to find one lonely can of cranberry sauce on the top shelf of &lt;em&gt;Soriana&lt;/em&gt;. We unpacked Granny 'Vera's china, crystal and silver to set the prettiest table you've ever seen. We shared the meal with 8 of our dearest friends and co-workers here in Lazaro. As wonderful as the turkey and dressing were, my favourite part of the day was our sharing time. We each expressed things for which we felt grateful. It thrilled my heart to hear my precious friends talk about their renewed faith in God, their thankfulness for &lt;em&gt;La Comunidad de Cristo&lt;/em&gt;, and our friendships. THIS is what Thanksgiving is all about!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSSidKi4SI/AAAAAAAAAws/dtsWI2X5v9M/s1600/008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545218161841987874" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSSidKi4SI/AAAAAAAAAws/dtsWI2X5v9M/s200/008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Logan has been enjoying the festivities of the Mexican Revolution. He participated in his first parade with his Karate club. He also has bee&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSTjDglboI/AAAAAAAAAw0/T2YqJXVb2lg/s1600/012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545219271646604930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSTjDglboI/AAAAAAAAAw0/T2YqJXVb2lg/s200/012.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n hard at work in memorizing a group poem declaring his promise to fight for Mexico!! I was very proud of our little white boy whose face shined in a crowd of brown ones as he confidently spoke of his desire to be like the Aztecs in their simplicity and wisdom, and seek after the liberty that &lt;em&gt;Hidalgo&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;Morelos&lt;/em&gt; initiated in universal harmony. He's one amazing little guy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, we have received news that our non-paying renters in Saskatoon have finally been evicted. What a nightmare that has been. We are grateful that no damage was done to the house. We are extremely grateful for MANY who have helped us deal with the problem. We especially appreciate Ian MacLeod and Sue Willienic for their tenacity in dealing with the renters. Because of their service and sacrifice, we did not have to make an unexpected trip back to Canada. Thank you so very much!! We have been reminded of the lengths to which the enemy will go in order to disrupt Kingdom work. It all took a toll on Bernard (as well as wearing out another battery on the Vonage phone), but God's faithfulness shone in all the weariness and mess. We figure we must be doing something right here to have the enemy so riled up. We look forward to having new renters and closing this three-month chapter of our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As we get closer to the holiday season, we wish blessings galore on you and your families. Please remember us in your prayers as we miss being with Kresten and Ashley, as well as our other family during the holidays. We hold you in prayer as you continue to enhance the name and reputation of our Lord in your corner of the world. Blessings abound!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-1446850368411677940?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1446850368411677940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=1446850368411677940' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1446850368411677940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1446850368411677940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/11/time-in-fast-forward.html' title='Time in Fast Forward'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TPSLPxBllLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/kzGSS_X0arw/s72-c/003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-5394760317538024397</id><published>2010-10-28T14:34:00.029-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T15:10:52.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Impact of the Mundane</title><content type='html'>I have just enough "spunk or spirit" in me to occasionally like to see people squirm (but just a bit). One way I like to "put folks on the spot" is ask, "Tell me, what has God been doing in your life these past weeks?" or "What has God been teaching you?" Reactions vary from a you- must-be-from-Mars look to the deer-in-the-headlights look. But sometimes, much to my delight, I receive a huge smile and an ear-full of just what God has been doing in my friend's life. I LOVE that!!! One of the perks I enjoy about writing a blog is that it keeps me thinking about what God IS doing in and around me. I can't count the number of times in a week that I mentally write my blog around marvels that God has done in our lives or the lives of those with whom we have the privilege to work. Unfortunately, most of those blogs never get published.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, sometimes our lives go from day to day a bit like the droll reading of the '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt;' chapters. You know the ones I mean. We've all read them in our read-through-the-Bible-in-a- year schedules: Matthew 1:2f Abraham &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt; Isaac, Isaac &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt; Jacob, Jacob &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt; Judah and his brothers, Judah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt; Perez...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yada&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal, all-time favourite &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt; chapter is Genesis 5: Adam &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt; Seth and lived 800 more years, and then he died. Seth &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Enosh&lt;/span&gt; and lived 807 more years, and then he died. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Enosh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Kenan&lt;/span&gt; and lived 815 more years, and then he died. Definitely a cure for those LONG, sleepless nights! Yet, where would WE be without those long genealogies? Mundane? Sure. Important? You betcha!! The Saviour of our souls came from all those &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;begats&lt;/span&gt;. He was planned even BEFORE the creation of the world. He was promised even as the pomegranate juice dripped from Adam and Eve's chins. He became God Incarnate lying in a box from which cattle were fed. Had papas not begotten sons, Jesus would have been only a passing thought in the mind of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There really hasn't been any monumental happenings in the life of the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krogsgaards&lt;/span&gt; these last few weeks. Yes, it's even a bit mundane at times--work with Logan on the computer with his English, cook and eat by 1:30, hustle Logan off to school, do a bit of visiting, run a few errands, prepare the next study, make a few phone calls, wait for the next person to show up for a study, wash a few loads of clothes, clean the floors, mend some skirts, run to help a distressed family, go visit the newly born baby, shop for fruits, shop for meats, shop, shop, shop...etc...SIGH..., and then she died. (Oops, we're not that far into the story yet!!) Mundane? ...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Hummm&lt;/span&gt;, sometimes. Important? You betcha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We thank God every day for the opportunity to represent Him here in Lazaro Cardenas, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Michoacan&lt;/span&gt;, Mexico. We don't live idealistic, utopia lives.-- Who does this side of heaven? But what He has &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TMoCIT5C4CI/AAAAAAAAAvc/uI5mRKLg_NM/s1600/Oct+9,+2010+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533237433979822114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TMoCIT5C4CI/AAAAAAAAAvc/uI5mRKLg_NM/s200/Oct+9,+2010+4.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;called us to do every day is important. No fireworks, no earth shattering news, no special announcements interrupting the regularly schedule broadcasts...just life! --Life in relationship with our &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TMoC-DP_97I/AAAAAAAAAvk/N0dHIhWwXlI/s1600/Oct+9,+2010+6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533238357225633714" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TMoC-DP_97I/AAAAAAAAAvk/N0dHIhWwXlI/s200/Oct+9,+2010+6.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Father, and life in relationship with those He has created. What could be better? Thank you to every church and individual that/who sacrificially gives so that Bernard, Logan and I can live and work on the Mexican Pacific Coast. La &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Comunidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cristo&lt;/span&gt; is growing both numerically and spiritually. I have included a short prayer list for our prayer warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a picture is worth a thousand words, the real deal is even better. We would LOVE to have you come visit God's work first-hand. Just let us know!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, for the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Krogsgaards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for the MANY ways He has blessed us and His work here in Lazaro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-wonderful team: Malcolm/Tammy &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pointon&lt;/span&gt;, Glenn/Caroline &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pointon&lt;/span&gt;, Ivan/Stefanie Ponce &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; Leon&lt;br /&gt;-awesome church family that is growing numerically and spiritually&lt;br /&gt;-faithful and prayerful supporters&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-healthy and happy nine-year old boy, Logan, who is very much a part of our work&lt;br /&gt;-healthy and happy 21 year old adult children in Canada making their own way in life&lt;br /&gt;-experienced a powerful prayer night last Saturday/Sunday&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-experienced an excellent marriage seminar-many visitors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-many thanks to Ian &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MacLeod&lt;/span&gt; and Sue &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Willienic&lt;/span&gt; who have handled BIG problems with our house in Saskatoon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Petitions to lay at our Powerful God's feet:&lt;br /&gt;-that Malcolm and Tammy can be back with us on a permanent basis SOON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-that Mexican leaders will be raised up to carry La &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Comunidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Cristo&lt;/span&gt; to maturity&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-that God will continue to give us all physical safety&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-that God will touch and heal the marriages and families of the church as a testimony of His power for all those in Lazaro Cardenas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-our next Marriage Enrichment Evening is Nov. 1&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-people with whom we are sharing the Good News: Hector, Juanita, Karina, Edy, Luz Maria, Robin, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Lupita&lt;/span&gt;, Lorena, Zachary, Elia, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Beto&lt;/span&gt;, Saul, visitors in our groups, visitors on Sundays&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-that God will raise up more church planters to plant on the Pacific Coast&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-wisdom in making a decision to move to bigger facility or multiply into two services&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-that we can rent or sell our house in Saskatoon (We need MUCH wisdom in this area as it is taking WAY too much time away from the work we have been called to do here in Mexico.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-5394760317538024397?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5394760317538024397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=5394760317538024397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5394760317538024397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5394760317538024397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/10/impact-of-mundane.html' title='The Impact of the Mundane'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TMoCIT5C4CI/AAAAAAAAAvc/uI5mRKLg_NM/s72-c/Oct+9,+2010+4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-6680718679162668671</id><published>2010-10-07T18:52:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:13:16.385-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary to Us!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Krogsgaards arrived at our Mexican Pacific "sweet spot" Oct 2, 2008. In some ways it's hard to believe we've been here two years, yet somehow it feels like we've been here much longer!! We thank God daily for the honour and privilege to enhance His reputation here in Lazaro Cardenas. We love the work He's giving our hands to do. Thank you to our oh, so faithful supporters. We couldn't be here without you. We pray God's blessings on you as you bless our lives with yours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had an extra special week hosting two lovely couples from Texas. Wes and Ellen Shutt supported by Sout&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TLN2J0IhxXI/AAAAAAAAAvU/oALhJfjRhuQ/s1600/Reid+%26+Meriden+Overall++Wes+%26+Ellen+Shutt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526891078699042162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TLN2J0IhxXI/AAAAAAAAAvU/oALhJfjRhuQ/s200/Reid+%26+Meriden+Overall++Wes+%26+Ellen+Shutt.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hern Hills (our supporting church), Reid and Meriden Overall, supported by Richland Hills, and three others have been training to church plant in Concepcion, Chile. We were THRILLED to have two couples from this team walk along with us in our ministry last week. We were challenged and inspired by these godly folks. Their hearts overflow with the love of Jesus. I look forward to hearing the many good things God will be doing through this team. Their projected departure is January. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Reid and Meriden  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ellen and Wes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our team had a wonderful Wednesday Prayer time. We reserve each Wed. 11:00-1:30 for sharing what God is doing in our lives and in the lives of those He gives us to touch. After sharing, we spend time in prayer. Lately, we have all felt the attacks of Satan in our personal lives. James exhorts us to "consider it pure joy whenever you face trials of many kinds..." We all feel that we've have reason to have much JOY these days. This particular Wed., rather than concentrate on the lives of those we are touching, we spent much of our chat time transparently revealing the various ways we see the enemy's attacks in our lives. (Now, I'm not saying that any negative we pass through in our lives is from Satan, but when you stack all the things that are happening in our lives at this time, one has to wonder if the enemy doesn't have a bee in his bonnet.) James explains his reasoning as to why we should consider it a joy to face trials: "because the testing of your faith develops perseverance, which leads us to be mature and complete." After our time of reflection and confession, we listed off the MANY blessings that we see from God's hand. What an awing experience. Truly we serve a mighty and powerful God who cares about the tiniest detail of His people's lives. We are so very blessed. In comparison to Satan's blows, God's blessings far out-weigh anything the enemy sends our way. We know we are more than conqueres in Christ Jesus!! Amen!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week-end was an exceptional blessing as we hosted 8 representatives fr&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TLN1eLfwZrI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KCMh5H5GG00/s1600/praise+team.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526890329056241330" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TLN1eLfwZrI/AAAAAAAAAvM/KCMh5H5GG00/s200/praise+team.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;om Ivan and Stefanie's supporting congregation, Monterrey Church of Christ in Lubbock, Texas. Barry Stephens prese&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TLN05wGDAqI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Q4bSDMIfMCY/s1600/Barry+and+Debbie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526889703225361058" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TLN05wGDAqI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Q4bSDMIfMCY/s200/Barry+and+Debbie.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nted three sessions on marriage enrichment, while Ivan translated. The praise team opened and closed each session, then gave a short concert to end the week-end. Many of our family participated, as well as invited their friends and family to attend. We were overwhelmed by the response. It was a fast and furious three days for our visitors. But their time and sacrifice was a pleasing offering to our Master!! We look forward to the next seminar!!! We pray that La Comunidad de Cristo would be a shining example to Lazaro Cardenas of families walking righteously in God's Way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to our prayer warriors who bring us before the throne on a regular basis. We could not being doing this work without the power of our Master. The task to too daunting for just our human strength and wisdom. Would you pray specifically for godly wisdom as we train more servants, as well as investigate other worship options/locations to accomodate our steadily growing family!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Thanksgiving, to our dear Canadian family and friends!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-6680718679162668671?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6680718679162668671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=6680718679162668671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6680718679162668671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6680718679162668671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-anniversary-to-us.html' title='Happy Anniversary to Us!!'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TLN2J0IhxXI/AAAAAAAAAvU/oALhJfjRhuQ/s72-c/Reid+%26+Meriden+Overall++Wes+%26+Ellen+Shutt.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-8213642323724737052</id><published>2010-09-23T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T23:08:50.157-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig</title><content type='html'>As a little girl, I remember my mom singing that little ditty when we pulled into our driveway after a trip. Two weeks ago, I was a bit gitty in Ixtapa as we stepped out of the airplane to 27 degree C tempertures. For this southern cold-blooded gal, it was a welcomed relief from the below normal summer tempertures of the Saskatchewan prairies (burrr). Our internet news reported snow in some parts of Saskatchewan on the last day of summer...boohoo. Alas, we find ourselves here on the Mexican Pacific Coast again bathed in constant sweat. The rain continues to pour and the mold welcomed us to our Home, Smelly Home!!! The Mexicans say we have about six more weeks of rain. I've decided to enjoy it while we have it. Eight months is a long time to go without a drop of the wet stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have mixed revie&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwbTZ2O9WI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UIU4wPyLhvU/s1600/IMG_1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520317263419209058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwbTZ2O9WI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UIU4wPyLhvU/s200/IMG_1652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ws concerning our three weeks in Canada this summer.&lt;br /&gt; The highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*seeing our twins and other dear family members (Thanks G'pa for the great B &amp;amp; B.)&lt;br /&gt;*visiting with some of the churches and individuals whom make it possible for us to be in Mexico&lt;br /&gt;*attending the WONDERFUL wedding celebration of Tiffany (Bern's niece) and Layne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first week and a half was dedicated to visiting some of our supporters. After a way-too-fast coffee with dear friends, Marlo and Robin Dunlop, we headed off to Kenosee Lake to visit with the Moose Mountain Church. (They sure put on a great pot luck!) On the way we had the joy of staying overnight with Kresten's adopted family, Lowell and Darla Peterson and gals in Weyburn. We had the opportunity to get a peek of Kresten's corner of the world for the summer at his work and home. We are so grateful for the Petersons, the Oberkirsches, and others who welcomed Kresten into their world with open arms. He had a GREAT experience in Weyburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After saying good-bye to Jim and Judith Sedor in Carlyle, we headed north t&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwPzXJWONI/AAAAAAAAAuE/D2QeugxO_vk/s1600/IMG_1633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520304618310351058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwPzXJWONI/AAAAAAAAAuE/D2QeugxO_vk/s200/IMG_1633.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o Dauphin, Manitoba. We&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwO6pmoykI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Pwp4qTJeo0g/s1600/IMG_1632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520303644012497474" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwO6pmoykI/AAAAAAAAAt8/Pwp4qTJeo0g/s200/IMG_1632.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; were royally spoiled by Mike and Debbie Bolton. Logan even got to go for a ride on Mike's four wheeler with his pal, Ronald. That evening, after stuffing ourselves from another AMAZING potluck, we had the opportunity to chat about God's work on the Pacific Coast. We felt so loved and honoured by our families from the Mountain View Assembly and The Crossing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwWJtRQn6I/AAAAAAAAAuk/dfdNHqs_0gA/s1600/IMG_1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520311599276007330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwWJtRQn6I/AAAAAAAAAuk/dfdNHqs_0gA/s200/IMG_1649.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heading back south we ended up at the Mitchell Ranch in Southern Saskatchewan for Tiffy and Layne's wedding. This truly was a highlight as we visited with many friends and family. The &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwVb0VnWuI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6sdKyhjA9Z0/s1600/IMG_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520310810899340002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwVb0VnWuI/AAAAAAAAAuc/6sdKyhjA9Z0/s200/IMG_1648.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"cowboy" wedding was lovely, and Tiffany was the prettiest "cowgirl" bride I've ever seen!! Everything was simply PERFECT!! Congratulations, you two!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grampa's wheels then took us to Saskatoon where we spent time with our dear church family. It was a joy to share the work of which they have been such a vital part. We get such encoura&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwXKnbD-wI/AAAAAAAAAus/1_dp0pPMXuc/s1600/IMG_1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520312714398006018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwXKnbD-wI/AAAAAAAAAus/1_dp0pPMXuc/s200/IMG_1656.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;gment from our family there. (Now we're getting into the "not so great" part of the trip.) The next four days were spent cleaning and showing our house to potential renters--NOT what I want to be doing when we've come so far for so little time. The GREAT part about those four days was spending time with Kresten (who worked as hard as we did) and Brad and Crystal Peterson. Thank you for eveything!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We give a million thanks to Ian MacLeod for managing our property while we are in Mexico. That's a HUGE gift. Thanks, Ruth, for lending him to us so often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwQnpGoZJI/AAAAAAAAAuM/dYZkUlLKYiA/s1600/IMG_1673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520305516483994770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwQnpGoZJI/AAAAAAAAAuM/dYZkUlLKYiA/s200/IMG_1673.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, we returned to Regina for a week of visiting with the twins, G'pa, Dave, Rich and Sue. The time went WAY too&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwZf6VGXwI/AAAAAAAAAu0/uHsrFGGlYzA/s1600/IMG_1600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520315279273778946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwZf6VGXwI/AAAAAAAAAu0/uHsrFGGlYzA/s200/IMG_1600.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quickly. Bernard had to dedicate more time than we had hoped in trying to get the house rented. His efforts paid off as we signed a rental agreement the Wednesday before we left, for which we are extremely grateful. As always, good-byes are painful, but we were so very thankful for the time we were able to spend with our loved ones. (Thanks to Rich for getting up at the crack of dawn to take us to the bus station.) Our overnight stay in Calgary was with Bud and Marlene Ashby. It was lovely to "catch up" a bit with them, and Logan had a great time with Ethan. Bud was very gracious to transport us to and from the bus station and airport. (Thank you, Bud.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit the Mexican soil running, and again are immersed in the reality of life in our corner of the world here on the Pacific Coast. Our team is reunited, except for Macolm and Tammy who are still in the States for the next few months. We were all glad to see each other back home fulfilling our various roles in God's work. We love being home and worshipping with our Mexican family. On our first Sunday back with La Comunidad de Cristo, there were at least 17 new people worshipping with us that we did not know!!! Our hearts are always tugged in two directions: longing to be with our twins in Canada, and longing to be where God has led us to church plant. It has been said that missionaries are happiest on the airplane between two places--perhaps I identify all too well with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-8213642323724737052?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8213642323724737052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=8213642323724737052' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8213642323724737052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8213642323724737052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-again-home-again-jiggity-jig.html' title='Home Again, Home Again, Jiggity Jig'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TJwbTZ2O9WI/AAAAAAAAAu8/UIU4wPyLhvU/s72-c/IMG_1652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-5597388761411277530</id><published>2010-08-11T09:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T00:07:57.190-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jesus Wept</title><content type='html'>How many of us parents have experienced it?--Our child walks in with a "more than usual angelic" look about him, proclaiming that he has been in his room memorizing scripture.  Feeling quite triumphant in our parenting skills, we settle down to hear the results of our child's great spiritual initiative, only to be met with five words: "Jesus wept.  John 11:35."  Of course, after seeing the slightly disappointed  frown on our faces, our child retreats to his "sacred study" in hilarious laughter.  Okay, so REALLY, were we expecting a ten minute rendition of Psalm 119 or WHAT?  Hey, at least he knew the "address" of the verse, which means he must have looked it up in his concordance, right?  Okay, so we're groping for straws here, or are we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shortest of all verses is actually packed with powerful meaning.  Of course Jesus was sad that Lazarus had died, but did not Jesus purposefully wait for that very event before he traveled to Bethany?  The message was sent from Lazarus' sisters, "Come, Jesus! Lazarus is very sick."  Jesus had plenty of time to get to his dear friend before his death.  It was the hope of his sisters that Jesus arrive and heal their brother--Did Jesus not have that power?  So why did he wait?...  Jesus had a higher purpose that could only be accomplished in the death of his dear friend.  His purpose would be realized only in the presence of great pain and sorrow.  His life mission was to show the world His deity-His power, so that through that belief of WHO He is, we might grasp the hope and promises He offers.  His dear friend must die so that Jesus could raise him from the dead, demonstrating His power over death.  (Now THERE'S an object lesson for you!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though Jesus knew his friend would live again (not only spiritually, but physically), he still wept.  Why did he weep?  He knew the outcome.  He knew Lazarus would walk the earth again.  He knew he would again feel the embrace of his sisters, his friends, his Lord.  So why the troubled tears, Jesus?...  I believe Jesus wept because He witnessed the pain and sorrow that results from living in a fallen world.  Jesus created perfection; sin brought a spiraling downward fall from that perfection.  Sin brought guilt, fear, self-sufficiency, problems, pain, sorrow, and death.  Jesus looked around Him and wept for what could have been-what was meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I have been given a glimpse of what Jesus might have felt that caused Him to weep.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was especially full of spending time with hurting people-hurt caused by personal sin-hurt caused by others' sin.  The spectrum went from broken marriages, Christian couples living in sin, babies being born out of wedlock, childhood rape and death.  Reflecting on all the pain and sorrow, tears streamed down my face as I thought of what could have been-what was meant to be.  Jesus created us to be in relationship with Him.  He created us to be His crown and glory.  But, what do we do?  We mess up everything that was created to be good through our own thinking and desires--our sin.  We ignore the One who loves us most, while grabbing at the lies of the enemy.  No wonder Jesus wept!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working among damaged and hurting people (That's all of us, by the way.), Bernard and I have learned that we cannot take on the responsibility of solving people's problems.  We ask God to use us as His instruments to direct people to our Master, but we have no power within us to straighten out the mess into which we humans get ourselves--that's the Holy Spirit's work.  However, even with that personal boundary in place, it burdens my heart to see God's beloved creations groping for "band-aids" when the real cure points to a "heart transplant".  Indeed, Jesus wept; no doubt, he continues to weep as his precious loved ones succumb to the devastating consequences of sin in our lives and world.  Yet, in His weeping, He proclaims that the victory is His.  He extends His arms, beckoning us to leave our old ways behind, and try His road for awhile.  How much pain and damage must we endure before we realize that His yoke truly is easy and His burden is light?...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-5597388761411277530?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5597388761411277530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=5597388761411277530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5597388761411277530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5597388761411277530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/08/jesus-wept.html' title='Jesus Wept'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-4183182155906919620</id><published>2010-07-27T23:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T10:57:30.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Jumbled Mess</title><content type='html'>My mind is a jumbled mess as I try to sort out what I want you to experience through my words.  I have so many things I want to share.  God brings countless experiences into our lives; I just wish you were here to share them with us.  But then, I am reminded that you are experiencing your own encounters with God in your own corners of the world.  Won't heaven be a blast as we all gather to experience our God together??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sort out my jumbled mess, the common denominator in all of it is PEOPLE.  I want you to experience the wonderful friends that God is placing in our lives.  Our paths continue to pass through the paths of some amazing people.  (Try to say that real fast three times!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hearts are achin&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_BTggRz0I/AAAAAAAAAss/wsCon48SWkI/s1600/3284_72058489644_765104644_1493894_7483849_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_BTggRz0I/AAAAAAAAAss/wsCon48SWkI/s200/3284_72058489644_765104644_1493894_7483849_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498826210929659714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g as we manage an empty spot in them.  Our team mates, Tammy and Malcolm Pointon have had to make a difficult decision to return to the States for an undetermined amount of time.  It was a decision they have put off until the last possible moment, hoping that their situation would change; however, due to the economic crises, people simply are not investing in beachfront properties in Mexico at this time.  Because Malcolm's company supports his family, as well as several others here in Mexico, he and Tammy have deemed it necessary to return to the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_B4BruOVI/AAAAAAAAAs0/U-UpWc9qgEo/s1600/Good+bye,+Jordan+Aug2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_B4BruOVI/AAAAAAAAAs0/U-UpWc9qgEo/s200/Good+bye,+Jordan+Aug2010+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498826838311319890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;States so that they can work and fulfill their monetary responsibilities to themselves and to the others they support.  We miss them terribly and pray that land sales will pick up or construction contracts will be won so that we can welcome them back with open arms to complete the work they have begun in the Kingdom.  Not only are we missing them, but we must adjust to not having their son, Jordan, with us.  We are pleased to say that he has decided to join the 2010-2011 Adventures in Missions class in Lubbock, Texas.  We are extremely proud of Jordan in his decision; but we will miss him terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've written&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE-5Z1XNMjI/AAAAAAAAAsk/agrNFP8FYEU/s1600/Manor+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE-5Z1XNMjI/AAAAAAAAAsk/agrNFP8FYEU/s200/Manor+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498817523514946098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; about my mother's legacy living on here at Playa Mirmar through "Memaw's Manor", our beach cottage that is dedicated to hosting Kingdom workers for rest, relaxation and re-creation.  We use our cottage most week-ends for our family re-creation, but we often dedicate the Saturday or Sunday to inviting others to re-create with us.  What a blessings these times have been.  We love watching our friends enjoy the beauty around them in the surf and the sand.  We eat together, play together, and get to know each other in ways that just don't happen in our times together in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_DJkhv0aI/AAAAAAAAAs8/XEkGVmByews/s1600/Wed+group+to+Miramar+June+27,+2010+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_DJkhv0aI/AAAAAAAAAs8/XEkGVmByews/s200/Wed+group+to+Miramar+June+27,+2010+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498828239234126242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw Sara, an emotionally disturbed young woman, laugh and play for the first time since we've known her.  Her mind is tormented by conflicting "voices".  After much convincing, she joined in a game of pool tag and had the time of her life!  I began to wonder if she had ever "played" before.  I pray she will have more times to join us for more play time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_EDc7jMAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/yD4QNUSwOVI/s1600/Wed+group+to+Miramar+June+27,+2010+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_EDc7jMAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/yD4QNUSwOVI/s200/Wed+group+to+Miramar+June+27,+2010+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498829233627279362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gina, our new sister in Christ, carries a huge burden of single-handedly caring for a rebellious fifteen year old and a high-energy four year old.  Her eyes give away her deep concerns and weariness.  It gave me great pleasure to see her nap in the hammock as the rest of us cared for Naomi.  She woke up refreshed; we were blessed to watch Naomi discover all the wonders of the sea.  On another occasion, Kelvin, Gina's son, who refuses to have anything to do with "those church people" had a great time body-surfing with Bern and Logan.  It was a wonderful day of bonding as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miramar is a great place to get to know new people.  Olga and Hector walked into La Comunidad de Cristo one Sunday because our preacher, Ivan, and his wife, Stefanie, love sushi.  On one of their many visits to the sushi restaurant, Olga, the restaurant owner, noticed som&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_GSy4cwBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/XnlZmzXo1so/s1600/Good+bye,+Jordan+Aug2010+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_GSy4cwBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/XnlZmzXo1so/s200/Good+bye,+Jordan+Aug2010+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498831696241147922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ething "different" about Ivan and Stefanie and asked them if they were Christians.  Several months later Olga and Hector are an important part of our family.  We had the privilege of inviting them to Miramar.  It was a lovely day of building our friendship.  That friendship led to their confidence in us to help them through some family difficulties.  So often I feel terribly inadequate to be doing what God has called us to do, but as with the case of Olga and Hector, He gives us the opportunities and the words to speak into the lives of those He brings to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_HtLbKtzI/AAAAAAAAAtU/V8uEVmMf_R8/s1600/Wed+group+%2B+at+Miramar+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_HtLbKtzI/AAAAAAAAAtU/V8uEVmMf_R8/s200/Wed+group+%2B+at+Miramar+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498833249017444146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miramar also offers us a place to gather for some fun and fellowship with our various Bible Study groups.  Socorro, my gregarious, people-gatherer friend, suggested our Wednesday night group enjoy a Sunday afternoon at the beach.  We immediately replied, "Let's go to Miramar!"  In one afternoon our study group grew from the usual 6-8 people to almost 30!!!  Bernard and I just couldn't believe it when Socorro showed up with a few of her "closest friends and relatives" (about 20) in the back of a borrowed pick-up truck!!  Oh, how I love Mexicans!  We had a great day getting to know new friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_Ls3RQadI/AAAAAAAAAtk/QY6jYvMnUdI/s1600/Wed+group+%2B+at+Miramar+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_Ls3RQadI/AAAAAAAAAtk/QY6jYvMnUdI/s200/Wed+group+%2B+at+Miramar+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498837641653676498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Miramar is a great retreat place just to spend time with those we love.  My dearest friend and sister, Rosy, loves to get away with us to Memaw's Manor.  We stole her away from her normal family duties just to spend time with her and her son, Jared.  Logan has had a pretty sad heart as we're getting adjusted to not having the Pointons with us.  Logan's loss is huge because Miss Tammy was his walking buddy.  Logan spent more time at Tammy's house than at the Manor.  His love runs long and deep for his dear friend.  Mr. Malcolm was his fireworks buddy.  Logan knows how to get Mr. Malcolm wound up for a good round of evening fireworks.  Jordan was his four-wheeler buddy.  Logan loved it when Jordan stopped by to pick him up for a ride down to the lagoon hoping to get a peek at the crocodile.  These losses are great, but perhaps the greatest loss of all was knowing that Tammy and Malcolm took Isa and Pumb&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_LCM6a0xI/AAAAAAAAAtc/rIjzrXA86Y4/s1600/camping+with+Francisco,+Rosi,+Marco,+Yuneun+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_LCM6a0xI/AAAAAAAAAtc/rIjzrXA86Y4/s200/camping+with+Francisco,+Rosi,+Marco,+Yuneun+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498836908729094930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a, the family dogs with them.  Logan hardly knows what to do with himself now that all his Miramar buddies are gone.  So, we invited Jared and Rosy to help fill that gap for Logan.  Even though Jared is much older than Logan, they bonded from the first time they were together.  (I think it was to pillow fight up in Jared's room that was the cement to that bond!) Our day together provided hours of chatting under the palapa and walking on the beach while Jared, Logan and Dad did some serious swimming and boogie boarding.  It was a great way to spend the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TFBQlxd2qRI/AAAAAAAAAts/dEpgKW0cupU/s1600/birdhouse+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TFBQlxd2qRI/AAAAAAAAAts/dEpgKW0cupU/s200/birdhouse+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498983754883311890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I never fail to feel the love of my mother as we gather with friends, or simply enjoy time together as a family at Memaw's Manor.  Thank you, God, for the treasure of a wonderful mother.  Thank you, God, for the gift of family.  Thank you, God, for bringing into our paths many amazing people who touch our lives with theirs, and change us forever.  We are, indeed, blessed people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks, Bern and Loggie for my birthday present-the first of many birdhouses to decorate the surroundings of Memaw's Manor--a definite reminder of Memaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-4183182155906919620?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4183182155906919620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=4183182155906919620' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4183182155906919620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4183182155906919620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/07/jumbled-mess.html' title='A Jumbled Mess'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TE_BTggRz0I/AAAAAAAAAss/wsCon48SWkI/s72-c/3284_72058489644_765104644_1493894_7483849_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-3333263823428619001</id><published>2010-06-29T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T11:50:55.771-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Medical Mission and New Family</title><content type='html'>Rain, blessed refreshing rain! I know those of you on the prairies of Saskatchewan are having a hard time identifying with my pleasure of the rain, but after 7 months of hot and dry, the moisture and cooler tempertures are so welcome here in the tropics!! I hear the farmers are planting rice on the prairies this year instead of wheat--when the fields finally dry. Too much of a good thing, eh? Chin up--the snow will be back in four months; it can't rain forever. When you get totally fed up with the wet stuff, you just remember you have a warm place in the tropics that will welcome you and yours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy1zVb1_wI/AAAAAAAAArc/hy8sD0Foxq4/s1600/Gina+and+Edgar+June+27,+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Speaking of blessings, we experienced a wonderful celebration last Sunday. Please welcome your new brother &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy1zVb1_wI/AAAAAAAAArc/hy8sD0Foxq4/s1600/Gina+and+Edgar+June+27,+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488961939389677314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy1zVb1_wI/AAAAAAAAArc/hy8sD0Foxq4/s200/Gina+and+Edgar+June+27,+2010+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and sister to our family!! Gina has been comtemplating her need to have Jesus wash her clean for several weeks. She and I have been studying together on Friday afternoons for many months. She has been walking with Jesus for a few years, but was never really committed to the relationship. Socorro, my dear friend and sister, invited Gina to be a part of our Wednesday Bible study. Gina quickly realized that she knew very little about God and His Word, so she asked me if we could study individually. We began with Genesis and ran through the seed line of Jesus. Gina is like a sponge. She understands quickly and takes God's Wor&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy2-gmoEYI/AAAAAAAAArk/VTTIiEZJYKM/s1600/Gina+and+Edgar+June+27,+2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488963230877880706" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy2-gmoEYI/AAAAAAAAArk/VTTIiEZJYKM/s200/Gina+and+Edgar+June+27,+2010+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d to heart. As we were studying deeper into the life of Jesus, she realized her separation from God and asked, as the Jews did, "What must I do?" Having already studied the books of Acts, Galatians and a bit of Hebrews on Wednesday nights, she realized that the work of salvation is through the grace of God, but she knew, too, that she must participate with her obedience. She walked in our celebration service on Sunday with a huge smile on her face. "I've decided to make Jesus my Lord and Saviour. I'm fearful of this huge commitment, but I know I must have God in my life." It was a glorious occasion, especially after Ivan had delivered such a beautiful picture of the Shepherd leaving the ninty-nine in search of the beloved lost one! Please pray for Gina as the enemy tries to disilllusion her in her decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy36lmSZDI/AAAAAAAAArs/taEWKYjyytI/s1600/Gina+and+Edgar+June+27,+2010+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488964263010788402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy36lmSZDI/AAAAAAAAArs/taEWKYjyytI/s200/Gina+and+Edgar+June+27,+2010+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Along with Gina, Edgar also requested baptism. Edgar and Angles have been with us for years. This is the couple "X" that I asked you to pray about in my last blog. Through this very difficult time in their marriage, Edgar has had a "wake-up call" concerning the most important things in his life: his God and his family. Edgar stated that his "religion" has been one of non-conviction; simply religious acts. He has a long haul ahead of him in his marriage and raising his children in the Lord, considering the great errors he has made in the past. He is leaning on the grace of God to get him through. Please continue to pray for Edgar and his family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was ded&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy4093tu5I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Ke65FkA9Bc4/s1600/Medical+mission+in+Feliciano+June+2010+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488965265958747026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy4093tu5I/AAAAAAAAAr0/Ke65FkA9Bc4/s200/Medical+mission+in+Feliciano+June+2010+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;icated to hands-on service to the people in and around the little village of Feliciano. A team of 19 doctors, dentists, nurses, and helpers from Lubbock, Texas served 484 patients during the four day clinic. We were well received by the grateful people in the area. We are known by the people in this village because Miramar (our week-end get-away) is located nearby. Malcolm has employed several from the village as well as bought from the stores and services there. Malcolm comissioned Sandra, one of the "mo&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy57hR6PaI/AAAAAAAAAr8/zYRc5-cTJns/s1600/Medical+mission+in+Feliciano+June+2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488966478054702498" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy57hR6PaI/AAAAAAAAAr8/zYRc5-cTJns/s200/Medical+mission+in+Feliciano+June+2010+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vers and shakers" of the village to arrange the clinic location and advertisement. Sandra did that and more! She fed us. She promoted us. She helped with appointments. She was with us every step of the way (except for the day she had a tooth extracted). Many seeds were planted to any church plant God may move us toward in the future. What a blessing the team was to us and to the kind folks in Feliciano. We look forward to another clinic there in the future.&lt;br /&gt;The experience was "life-shaping" for Logan. The medical staff was gracious t&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy6583devI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ku8uqovi9e4/s1600/Medical+mission+in+Feliciano+June+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488967550611847922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy6583devI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Ku8uqovi9e4/s200/Medical+mission+in+Feliciano+June+2010+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o allow&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy9NX4aOgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/rGQvaL9bGmE/s1600/Medical+mission+in+Feliciano+June+2010+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488970083304356354" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy9NX4aOgI/AAAAAAAAAsM/rGQvaL9bGmE/s200/Medical+mission+in+Feliciano+June+2010+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Logan to get into the "thick" of it. He began as our helper in the pharmacy, counting pills, (spilling a few..sigh), and translating for the patients. He decided he might like to be a pharmacist-that way he wouldn't have to deal with blood and guts. The next day we couldn't find our little pill counting helper. Word came to us that he was with the dentists helping pull teeth...So much for no blood and guts! Now he's thinking it would be fun to be a doctor or dentist. I guess he'll add those two possibilities right behind 1) astronaut 2)miner. How impressionable are little minds. Thank you, helpers, for broadening his horizons! (A special thanks to Susan for the "tatoos" and music!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCzAie2T0lI/AAAAAAAAAsU/rQ3u1ZN-C9E/s1600/34038_439442711078_622606078_5645998_3526528_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488973744486732370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCzAie2T0lI/AAAAAAAAAsU/rQ3u1ZN-C9E/s200/34038_439442711078_622606078_5645998_3526528_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a family note--we have two gratuades of whom we are extremely proud: Ashley graduated from the Saskatchewan Institute of Applied Sciences and Technology with her certificate in Continuing Care (Thanks Uncle Dave, Uncle Bill, A&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCzA9_tVimI/AAAAAAAAAsc/K9na06WX-oY/s1600/34038_439442721078_622606078_5646000_625228_n%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488974217163934306" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCzA9_tVimI/AAAAAAAAAsc/K9na06WX-oY/s200/34038_439442721078_622606078_5646000_625228_n%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;untie Wendy, Kristian, Kresten, Taylor and Whitney for being there to hoop and holler as Ash crossed the stage.), and Logan was graduated to "el cuarto grado el la Escuela Fransisco J. Mujica"(which means he passed to Grade 4 in the Mexican school system) AND he graduated with the fourth highest average among the 14 students in his class--not bad for a kid who's just learned to speak Spanish in the last 18 months. We are also proud of Kresten who, although didn't graduate, did manage to land a cushy, all-benefits-are-yours kind of job in Weyburn. (haha, just bugging you, Kresten) He has had a wonderfully rich experience working with our much respected friend, Lowell Peterson, as well as being able to benefit from the nurturing care of one of my favourite people in the world, Darla Peterson (AND their daughters). How lucky can a guy get?? Thanks to all the folks in the Weyburn church who have welcomed Kresten for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard has been busy making arrangements for our two weeks back in Saskatchewan the end of August. We look forward to seeing many in our family as we gather to celebrate with Tiffany and Lane in the exchange of their commitments to each other. Hope to see many of you then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blessings in your corner of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-3333263823428619001?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3333263823428619001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=3333263823428619001' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3333263823428619001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3333263823428619001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/06/medical-mission-and-new-family.html' title='Medical Mission and New Family'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TCy1zVb1_wI/AAAAAAAAArc/hy8sD0Foxq4/s72-c/Gina+and+Edgar+June+27,+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-7915644595350522405</id><published>2010-06-15T17:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T00:33:39.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>May/June Events</title><content type='html'>I may need to introduce myself to you.  It's been a while since my last blog, so I'll try to catch you up on some of the things that have been happening in our corner of the world.  The most precious event was the visit of our daughter, Ashley.  She was with us for two weeks.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBg96360OhI/AAAAAAAAAp8/AQCwtnACgog/s1600/Ash+with+Tios+June+2010+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBg96360OhI/AAAAAAAAAp8/AQCwtnACgog/s200/Ash+with+Tios+June+2010+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483200627975928338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The first week was &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBg8z5dRtiI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Zj8Yuz4t1z8/s1600/Ashley+June+2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBg8z5dRtiI/AAAAAAAAAp0/Zj8Yuz4t1z8/s200/Ashley+June+2010+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483199408618190370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;uneventful because the students here were in exams.  Week two was a bit more adventurous as she got to see a bit of the city with a few of the youth.  She "palled" around with us going to all our activities.   She took in two Wednesday nights with the Youth Group.  She's fairly adept at understanding enough Spanish to know what's happening around her.  I think if she stayed here for a while, she would pick up Spanish quite easily--she's her little brother's big sister in that way.  Her last day was full of fun as we visited the  beautiful beaches of Ixtapa/Zihuatanejo before she flew out in the late &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBg-44Q8WZI/AAAAAAAAAqE/T6OJ1PAKzXQ/s1600/Pineapple+seafood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBg-44Q8WZI/AAAAAAAAAqE/T6OJ1PAKzXQ/s200/Pineapple+seafood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483201693220624786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;afternoon.  We spent a few hours with some of the AIMers from various parts of Mexico--really neat young adults--inspiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Ashley was here we celebrated &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhBXPXNL_I/AAAAAAAAAqM/XU0aNFxinhk/s1600/Ashley+June+2010+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhBXPXNL_I/AAAAAAAAAqM/XU0aNFxinhk/s200/Ashley+June+2010+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483204413840240626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan's 9th birthday.  How can it be that he's already 9 years old?  We had a fun party.  Bernard's a great dad in taking the boys to the soccer field for a few games and pinata.  Meanwhile Ash and I made pizza.  Ash was amazed that a kid's party would last until 11:00 pm.  It's a night-life here in Mexico!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhDvsTQgWI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Z9OyCaMxcgI/s1600/Ninth+birthday+June+2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhDvsTQgWI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Z9OyCaMxcgI/s200/Ninth+birthday+June+2010+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483207032948425058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhC7hh7rEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/GJjPvzlljRc/s1600/Ninth+birthday+June+2010+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhC7hh7rEI/AAAAAAAAAqU/GJjPvzlljRc/s200/Ninth+birthday+June+2010+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483206136703986754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;                                                     We continue with our weekly activities and studies.  Our Monday night leaders' group has gotten a bit smaller, but it still continues to be a highlight of our week.  God is raising up some great leaders.  We pray for more leaders to train.  Those prayer-warriors reading this are invited to offer a prayer for upcoming leaders:  Rosy and Fransisco, Claudia and Tato, and Marco and Junuen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday continues to be my "jail" day.  Our little group has grown from three gals to six.  Two of the girls were released this week so we're down to four.  It's a real joy to visit with them each week.  We feed them spiritually, then feast on food we bring.  You've never seen gals eat until you see our friends devour every morsel we bring them.  They are so very grateful for the food, as well as necessities like toilet paper, shampoo, soap, etc.  It's a privilege to be God's ambassadors  at that place.  The girls enjoyed Ashley's presence, too.  Please pray for: Robin, Carla, Angeles, and Lupita-that the truth of God's Word and Power  will continue to change their hearts. Thank God for Carmen and Imelda, sisters who accompany me each week.  Both are tireless servants of God.  They represent our Master beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday evenings is our standing date with Dimas and Paty, our neighbours around the corner.  This is their first study of the Word of God.  They are keen to learn, but their shoe shop monopolizes much of their time, so they often choose not to come.  We still leave the evening open for them, praying that they will show.  They are a precious couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard studies with Ancelmo each Wednesday morning.  He has been visiting with us for a few months.  He's asking some very good questions. Pray for his salvation.&lt;br /&gt;Our team gathers for chatting and prayer each Wednesday morning/afternoon.  This gives us opportunity to catch up with what God is doing in each of our lives, and in the lives of those God has given us to influence.  We never cease to be amazed at the things He does in lives because of, and often, in spite of us!!!  God is faithful as we strive to work along with Him.&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdays is my night to lead a group study.  The study consists of several mature Christians, as well as those who have yet to claim Jesus as their Saviour.  We are concluding with the study of Acts, which included Galatians, parts of Hebrews and I /II Thessalonians.  Our next study will include I and II Corinthians.   Please pray for Gina, who is only a step away from claiming Jesus as her Saviour; Cesar who is just beginning his journey; Sarah, who is tormented by mental and emotional issues--May Jesus release her of these chains!&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, Bernard spends time with our dear friends, Lorena and Javier, in our home.  Both continue to grow as they journey with Jesus.  Lorena is a Christian.  Javier is, for the first time, studying, and seriously looking at this man named Jesus.  Please pray that his heart will soften toward his need for a Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is our "study" day, as well as a day to slip in other opportunities that come up.  The last three weeks have been filled with marriage counseling with one of our young couples.  It doesn't look promising.   It hurts our hearts for them as a couple and their two young children.  How cunning is the enemy!!!  Please offer up prayers for "couple X", as well as for us-asking for wisdom in helping them.&lt;br /&gt;Thursday evening is Bernard's group study where he mentors Rosi and Fransisco.  It's a dynamic group with many new seekers.  Pray that the seeds sown will fall in fertile soil, grow, and produce a hundred-fold!&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I enjoy spending time with Karina, a precious University student from the first LST project.  She is growing in her faith.  She never used to pray because she didn't know how, nor thought it was an option for her.  After studying about prayer, we prayed together, then I challenged her to pray every day.  Most weeks she reports that she prays all the time, and has her sister praying with her now.  How exciting is THAT???  It only comes from the power of God.  Please pray that Karina's faith continues to grow from "being a good person" to having a relationship with Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhE6l8lxJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Yu1y8V1uesg/s1600/Boys+with+Bibles+%28Ashley%29+June+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhE6l8lxJI/AAAAAAAAAqk/Yu1y8V1uesg/s200/Boys+with+Bibles+%28Ashley%29+June+2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483208319732925586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday morning is scheduled for the orphans' home. We don't attend every Friday.  Our role is to support the team.  We try to be with them at "Casa Hogar"once a month, then gather them &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhFyHSHwsI/AAAAAAAAAqs/2o4ItzNRnjc/s1600/Boys+with+Bibles+%28Ashley%29+June+2010+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhFyHSHwsI/AAAAAAAAAqs/2o4ItzNRnjc/s200/Boys+with+Bibles+%28Ashley%29+June+2010+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483209273574408898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;every two or three months for prayer and celebration of what God is doing in those young boys' lives.  Our dear friend, Sharon Fox, donated Spanish Bibles to all the boys and the workers who listen in on the studies.  Many treat their Bibles as cherished treasures!!  What a gift!  Please pray for those young hearts who are learning about the One who created them.  Thank God for our amazing team: Blanca, Imelda, Monica and Sergio.&lt;br /&gt;Friday afternoons give me a chance to spend a few hours with Gina.  She's expressed her need for a Saviour who will clean her of her sin.  We continue to look at Jesus--Who is He?  What are His claims and promises? She sees truth easily.  She realized her need.  Pray that the enemy does not snatch the growing seeds from her heart.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we end our work week with Dimas and Paty if they were not able to come on Tuesday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhG_O74ZZI/AAAAAAAAAq0/xdrhz1BMvBI/s1600/Oct+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhG_O74ZZI/AAAAAAAAAq0/xdrhz1BMvBI/s200/Oct+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483210598478538130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday and Sunday afternoons are spent &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhHwj_aRRI/AAAAAAAAAq8/6rFEOs0h6T0/s1600/Finishing+touches+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhHwj_aRRI/AAAAAAAAAq8/6rFEOs0h6T0/s200/Finishing+touches+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483211445944075538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at our Missionary Retreat "casita" called Memaw's Manor that was a legacy gift from my sweet mother who passed away two years ago.  It's a great little place to invite those we want to get to know better.  We walk on the beach and enjoy one of the surrounding pools. We grill; we eat; we fellowship.  It keeps us healthy and gives Logan and his friends plenty of running room.  Thank you, Lord for my mother's gift!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan continues to learn many things:  Spanish school, English homeschool, karate, fireworks.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhJmq1t2II/AAAAAAAAArE/E0F6LldlO0Q/s1600/Mad+Scientist.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhJmq1t2II/AAAAAAAAArE/E0F6LldlO0Q/s200/Mad+Scientist.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483213475007027330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last is his passion.  It makes me a bit nervous, but he gets &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhN_KMwiZI/AAAAAAAAArU/89Jhu8eJaog/s1600/blue+advanced+June+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBhN_KMwiZI/AAAAAAAAArU/89Jhu8eJaog/s200/blue+advanced+June+2010+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483218293788543378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;more than his share of Science experiments!!  The internet is quite the information resource!  He has tons of friends with whom he runs around the neighbourhood.  It's a GOOD place to raise an adventurous boy!!  Please pray that he will grow to be a mighty servant of God.  Would you also pray for Kresten and Ashley who are now adults, but who are far, far away from us?  Kresten is working in Weyburn this summer with a petroleum company.  (No, it's NOT British Petroleum)  Ashley has finished her Continuing Care Program at SIAST, and will graduate June 25!!  We are SO very proud of her.  Wish we could be there to cheer her on the stage--This is the biggest sacrifice we make being here in Mexico.  She has already landed a job in the hospital--just where she wanted to be!!  We miss our kids so much, but trust that God loves them EVEN more than we do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your interest in the blog.  Thank you for all those prayer warriors who bring our family, the team, the church, and the work before the ONE who changes hearts and lives.  Our invitation is always open to have you come and visit.  (A word to the wise:  It's TOO hot in the summer.  Plan to come in the winter months.  We are melting right now before the rains set in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God's blessings abound in your corner of the world as our blessings abound here.  We serve a faithful and mighty God.&lt;br /&gt;For the Krogsgaards,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-7915644595350522405?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7915644595350522405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=7915644595350522405' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7915644595350522405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7915644595350522405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/06/mayjune-events.html' title='May/June Events'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/TBg96360OhI/AAAAAAAAAp8/AQCwtnACgog/s72-c/Ash+with+Tios+June+2010+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-1947380311302031397</id><published>2010-05-11T09:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T11:28:10.318-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kresten and Zack Visit</title><content type='html'>I've often said there are two great sacrifices for me to live and work here on the Pacific Coast of Mexico:  My Bible Study Fellowship and my children.  Bernard, Logan and I love our work.  We are finding that this is one of the best stages of our lives concerning our ministry. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l65KkwnPI/AAAAAAAAApI/SRY6uMU5m_c/s1600/fun+in+Canada+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l65KkwnPI/AAAAAAAAApI/SRY6uMU5m_c/s200/fun+in+Canada+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470038344927845618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; But, I tell you, I sure miss my kids!!  To take some of the "sting" out, I often tell myself that even if we were back in Canada, our kids would be involved in their own lives to the point that we would rarely see them.  I marvel at how small the world is now that we have computer phones and internet.  As wonderful as those things are, there's just no substitute for getting a big ol' bear hug from my big ol' boy!!!  And I've enjoyed &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l2c0hmKHI/AAAAAAAAApA/zkK3oXMEJOU/s1600/Kresten+visits+May+1-13,+2010+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l2c0hmKHI/AAAAAAAAApA/zkK3oXMEJOU/s200/Kresten+visits+May+1-13,+2010+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470033459926149234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;every hug I've gotten from Kresten this last week and a half!  He's changed so much.  I realize just how much we are missing by being so far from our children.  Yes, it is indeed my greatest sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only have we enjoyed having Kresten with us, Za&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l-BP5rqKI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Q8kJE_qw67M/s1600/Zack+May+2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l-BP5rqKI/AAAAAAAAApQ/Q8kJE_qw67M/s200/Zack+May+2010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470041782331615394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ck Williams, Kresten's friend who is working with the baby church in Cuernavaca, near Mexico City, bused the 10 hours down to visit us.  It has been a wonderful treat having the boys here.  It's flying by too quickly.  They have especially enjoyed spending time with &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l_IojGaFI/AAAAAAAAApY/lbnI8sgzLgs/s1600/Kresten+visits+May+1-13,+2010+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l_IojGaFI/AAAAAAAAApY/lbnI8sgzLgs/s200/Kresten+visits+May+1-13,+2010+023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470043008718497874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Malcolm and Tammy's son, Jordan.&lt;br /&gt;We were able to gather a few of the "jovenes" (young people) that we have met through our various English programs for a day at the beach.  It's amazing how a few hours can make such an impact on folks.  Bern led a devotional at the end of our day reminding us that Jesus brings all people together-no matter what country&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-mA_SZ3UoI/AAAAAAAAApg/0MmxdnM3pyQ/s1600/Kresten+visits+May+1-13,+2010+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-mA_SZ3UoI/AAAAAAAAApg/0MmxdnM3pyQ/s200/Kresten+visits+May+1-13,+2010+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470045047178613378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we're from (We had five countries represented that day.) or what language we speak.  We all left the best of friends.  Thanks, Kresten and  Zack, for sharing yourselves with our friends here in Mexico.  We look forward to having Ashley with us in two weeks!!...More fun times to be had-- and more friendships to be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work has been a little slow.  We'll have to mark it as a reminder on the calendar for next year that late April/first of May is a time when many people head for other destinations or simply "check out" for a while.  We've had more canceled studies and no shows than ever.  We're ready to get back into the routine of our groups and studies.  It &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-mEi40KmeI/AAAAAAAAApo/KJya6kirV6s/s1600/Kresten+visits+May+1-13,+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-mEi40KmeI/AAAAAAAAApo/KJya6kirV6s/s200/Kresten+visits+May+1-13,+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470048957319780834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;has given us a bit more time to take the boys to Memaw's Manor at Miramar.  Kresten finds the city a bit too hot.  He had a melt-down yesterday which drove him to run ice water down his face and neck.  Don't think we need to ever get our hopes up that he may join us here in the work in the future.  His comment is "How do you live in this hot country???"  He's a cold-weather Canadian boy, for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack has been apprenticing with our friends, Doug and Sandy Holcolm.  His role has been working with the youth of that congregation.  I am MORE than impressed with Zack's language acquisition.  He's a natural in this setting.  I know he is impacting many there in Cuernavaca.  He has inspired me to remember how important our young people are in the kingdom work.  I pray that more of our US and Canadian youth will step out of their comfort zones and serve in ways that make them completely dependent on God and His power.   Such service is not for the faint-hearted nor the selfish.  I see Zack serving whole-heartedly, denying his wants and "rathers". But in doing that, he is finding abundant blessings from the Master he serves! Perhaps God will send such a young adult to us.  As I reflect on the good that the Young Friends accomplished in a week, I can't help but wonder what God would do with one or two "Zacks" or "Krestens" who would work with us for a few years.  Perhaps you know such a young servant in your circles.  Would you start praying for and encouraging him/her to dedicate a few years of this life toward serving in foreign or local missions?  Our experience has been that if we can get young folks out of their normal "cultural" everyday lives, they discover a big world of opportunities, which lead to many open doors for their futures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We serve an amazing God.  He does great things in us, through us, and often in spite of us-no matter what corner of the world in which we choose to live.  It excites me to see young people dedicate their lives in service to others-whether it is in foreign or local apprenticeship or full-time ministry, as a University student, or in a secular work setting.  Let's encourage these servants on their way!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-1947380311302031397?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1947380311302031397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=1947380311302031397' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1947380311302031397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1947380311302031397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/05/kresten-and-zack-visit.html' title='Kresten and Zack Visit'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S-l65KkwnPI/AAAAAAAAApI/SRY6uMU5m_c/s72-c/fun+in+Canada+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-5898577586644987630</id><published>2010-04-19T14:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T17:41:50.651-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Young Friends</title><content type='html'>It is said that one of the major inhibitors of getting new missionaries to a foreign field is the objection of the parents.  Parents fear for their children's safety, economic situation, and the environment in which their grandchildren will be raised.  In fact, there are many legitimate concerns that parents raise when their children talk about the possibility of serving in a foreign capacity.  From the early days of our christian walk, both Bernard and I were privileged to participate in various foreign projects.  These opportunities instilled within  us the huge need for Jesus, not only for our surrounding communities, but for those far and wide.  The love of what we do today can be traced back to those early experiences of walking along side missionaries, both in local and foreign works.  It has been our long-standing desire to provide such opportunities for our youth of today; thus, we recently hosted 11 Young Friends and their two chaperons.  Young &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zEfAG2RkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YlY1fhWxePY/s1600/100_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zEfAG2RkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YlY1fhWxePY/s200/100_0022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461956484977280578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friends is a ministry of the Let's Start Talking Organization in Ft. Worth, Texas.  High School students train to lead a week of English conversation sessions &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zFwMS4JnI/AAAAAAAAAoA/GUn0v7eM-G4/s1600/Day+three+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zFwMS4JnI/AAAAAAAAAoA/GUn0v7eM-G4/s200/Day+three+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461957879818364530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;based in the book of Luke.  Besides these four sessions each day, the Young Friends learn how to interact and lead fun activities that will deepen their relationships with their new friends.  A third component of the program is to involve the YF in service projects that will enhance their understanding of servanthood, as well as improve the quality of life for those who live where the YF are destined.  We knew the potential of growth was great &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zGnkVtfPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/B9E7E-8Jfrs/s1600/Young+Friends+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zGnkVtfPI/AAAAAAAAAoI/B9E7E-8Jfrs/s200/Young+Friends+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461958831165504754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for the Young Friends, as well as for those they were going to serve, but little did we know of the depth and width of such growth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zHTVmbfMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/eaqPq7VTJ9c/s1600/1st+session+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zHTVmbfMI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/eaqPq7VTJ9c/s200/1st+session+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461959583123340482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the YF group having been gone now for two weeks, Bernard and I still marvel at the power of change they brought with them.  Again, we are convinced that God's power is best exhibited within relationships.  The first Canadian/Mexican "meeting of the youth" was, at best, awkward.&lt;br /&gt;Fears and self-consciousness ran rampant, but with smiles and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zIANSpvBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/DQlMQ6-_Vho/s1600/Day+three+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zIANSpvBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/DQlMQ6-_Vho/s200/Day+three+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461960353987017746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sign language, the youth came to know each other.  By the end of the week, and after lots of learning, fun, and service, one would never guess the "international best of friends"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zIvNOjtaI/AAAAAAAAAog/x4eCxtXRc0c/s1600/Last+day+of+Young+Friends+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zIvNOjtaI/AAAAAAAAAog/x4eCxtXRc0c/s200/Last+day+of+Young+Friends+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461961161423697314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had only met a few days earlier.  It was easy to see that there would be buckets of tears shed when our Canadian Young Friends said their good-byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the program is directed at serving those in the host country, I wonder if the greater good is not done in the servants themselves!  We said good-bye to 11 changed youth (and two very tired, but happy chaperons).  How could so much change happen in just one week?  Bernard and I had the opportunity to debrief with the YF team before they headed back to Canada.  It was a night to remember!  Here are some of the comments we heard:&lt;br /&gt;*"We came to serve, but God taught US through them."&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(This project) "&lt;/span&gt;made us step out of our comfort zone-no matter how hot or how difficult."&lt;br /&gt;*"You know, it's our Spring Vacation.  Had I not come on this project, I would have just slept and&lt;br /&gt;watched TV, but we did great things here!"&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(My new friends) &lt;/span&gt;are the future of Mexico.  They&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;have touched me so much.&lt;br /&gt;*"Picking up all that garbage was really gross, but I feel like we have cleaned som&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zJonsOxII/AAAAAAAAAoo/or8LXS31yDE/s1600/Last+day+of+Young+Friends+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zJonsOxII/AAAAAAAAAoo/or8LXS31yDE/s200/Last+day+of+Young+Friends+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461962147780019330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ebody's life&lt;br /&gt;after cleaning up all that garbage."&lt;br /&gt;*"I was amazed at how the word spread about us.  We became "celebrities here!"&lt;br /&gt;*"David &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(one of our LST readers from Wade and Richelle) &lt;/span&gt;really made me think.  He asked&lt;br /&gt;some questions that I need to ask myself."&lt;br /&gt;*"I saw that young people can do amazing things!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These declarations of change make Young Friends worth every penny they had to raise to be with us for the week.  They, too, were agents of change for our Mexican youth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zKcGg44rI/AAAAAAAAAow/Z61VfzjGgps/s1600/Day+three+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zKcGg44rI/AAAAAAAAAow/Z61VfzjGgps/s200/Day+three+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461963032227275442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*Julio, recently deported out the US, is starting a new life here in Mexico.  He has no friends, no job, and little hope for the future.  After the influence of the YF, Julio stated, "From here on out, THIS is MY church."  Julio continues to be a part of our Sunday Celebrations as well as is studying with Bernard each Tuesday morning!&lt;br /&gt;*Ana, one of our precious youth was baptized the Sunday after YF left.  She told one of her new     friends, "God brought you here for me, so that I can hear more."&lt;br /&gt;*Another new friend, after one of the Luke sessions said, "You make me think so much."&lt;br /&gt;*After Aaron's moving testimony, one of the Mexicans said, "You have blessed me on this               journey."&lt;br /&gt;*One of Logan's school mates heard that YF were picking up garbage at the school.  She came&lt;br /&gt;over the next day looking for them because she, too, wanted to help.&lt;br /&gt;*Neighbours and strangers asked, "WHY are you doing this?  Would you call me the next time you have this group.  I want my children to be involved, too."&lt;br /&gt;*Logan, contemplating the sadness of the YF leaving, asked, "When can they come again?  Can&lt;br /&gt;they come for longer next time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard ended the Young Friends Project with these profound words: "This week I saw&lt;br /&gt;CHURCH!  We worked together and we shone for Jesus.  Thank you!"&lt;br /&gt;We wish to thank our Young Friends,Marshall, Aaron, Kelly, Nathan, Brady, Mallorie, Paige, Kim, Shiane, Heather and Haleigh, and their energetic chaperons, Andrea Muirhead and Deanna Cook.  Young people can SURELY do great things.  I want to especially thank the parents of these 11 amazing young friends.  You could have said, "&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zYfPw9KnI/AAAAAAAAAo4/GVW2E5iuefw/s1600/Young+Friends+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zYfPw9KnI/AAAAAAAAAo4/GVW2E5iuefw/s200/Young+Friends+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461978479412980338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Absolutely NOT! YOU are NOT going to the Pacific Coast of Mexico.  Haven't you heard the news reports from down there?"  You could have said, "There's no way we are raising that kind of money for a week."  You could have said many things, but thank you for saying, "Yes!"  Many hearts have been touched.  Lives have been changed because of that answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the photos.  Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-5898577586644987630?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5898577586644987630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=5898577586644987630' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5898577586644987630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5898577586644987630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/04/young-friends.html' title='Young Friends'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S8zEfAG2RkI/AAAAAAAAAn4/YlY1fhWxePY/s72-c/100_0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-3249668163650416753</id><published>2010-04-05T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T18:24:04.125-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PEOPLE--Is there anything more frustrating in this world than PEOPLE?  Sometimes I wonder how it is that I, a natural-born introvert, find myself in an "occupation" (or as I prefer-style of life) that requires that I surround myself with people.  Then I turn on my computer and try to download my photos or create a power point presentation, and I remember why I've chosen to work with flesh and blood rather than steel and wires-or better, microchips!  I laugh with tongue in cheek as I type these words because as frustrating as it is working with people, it's also true that nothing is more rewarding than working with people.&lt;br /&gt;The lifestyle of Mexico, especially in this coastal area, is so very different from our private, enclosed lifestyles in Canada or the States.  There's really not much privacy here.  Our houses are connected to each another.  The windows and doors (if you have any) are left open to receive any hint of a breeze.  No matter where you walk, most people know where you are going or where you have been.  We truly live in a "fish bowl". The privacy issue doesn't bother me much since we live in a way to attract others to us-the more they see, the better the effect. However, there are times when I just want to close shop and pretend that I am not home.  But how does one do that when living in a "glass" bowl, I mean house?&lt;br /&gt;I admire Jesus for his loving patience as people constantly demanded of him.  After about the third phone call and the fifth visit of friends and neighbours "just popping by", not to mention the constant squeaking of the machines at the tortilla factory and the bazillion cries of the many bread vendors in the streets, I want to put up a sign that says NO ONE IS HOME!!!  But then I get dressed for the day and I realize how blessed I am to have the opportunity to be in so many people's lives.  (Okay, I confess, the above details MAY be a bit exaggerated, but you get the picture!)&lt;br /&gt;Such were my days not so long ago.  I felt that if just ONE more person banged on my gate screaming, "Senora" or if that phone rang just ONE more time, I would go ballistic--Then in the quiet places of my heart God ever so gently reminded me of whose I am, and in his gracious mercy, He began to remind me how much He truly loves people, AND that I, too,  love people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It began with Marco.  He had wanted to "chat" with Bernard and me because he was being challenged by his perceptions and thoughts of what we were teaching.  As it turned out, we found ourselves in the age-old "salvation debate" between the Calvinistic and Arminian "camps".  I despise this conversation because I see religious people waste too much time debating within themselves that we lose sight of the lost outside ourselves.  But I was struck in a profound way by Marco and his quest to understand and apply the truths of God.  He came to us, not intent on a battle of words and doctrines, but as a humble sinner who deeply desires to know and understand the heart of God.  His understanding of God's truth had been challenged, yet he, like the Bereans,  strove to examine the scriptures to confirm what he believes is true.  As he and his wife, Yuneun, walked away from our house, I just shook my head and said, "Wow, how I love them!!!  What humble and seeking hearts!  They have taught me the spirit of searching for truth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, entered Ivan, our Mexican preacher.  We have felt immensely blessed, not just by Ivan and his ability to make God's word come alive in the mother tongue of his listeners, but also because of his wonderful wife and son, Stefanie and Ethan.  Things slow down a bit during  Semana Santa (Holy Week), which is really two weeks.  Several of our team families have been vacationing away so it was just the three of us gathering to pray on Wednesday-Ivan, Bernard and I.  Ivan is somewhat quiet in a group, so we don't get to hear from him too often when the eight of us gather to pray each Wednesday.  During our time together we spoke about important heart issues in the baby church that God has planted here in Lazaro.  Ivan spoke of the many ways God has shown His power through relationships that he has developed with others.  Although quite young in years, as well as in his faith, I was awestruck by the immense love that Ivan has for his Master and those whom He brings into Ivan's life.  Despite obstacles and barriers  that come with the choices he and Stef have made for their family, Ivan serves people with the love of Jesus!!  As he walked away from our house, I shook my head and said, "Wow, how I love him!  How he loves His Master.  He has shown me how to serve especially when it's inconvenient and difficult!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My third lesson came from Carmen.  This dear sister involves herself in the important ministry of visiting and studying with women at the local prison.  She's been a weekly visitor there for years.  She is deeply loved by the women she has touched with Jesus' love.  Carmen lives from day to day selling tacos and other "fast foods" from the garage of her humble home.  She has raised the five children of her widowed husband that she married when she was 17.  (He failed to mentioned that he had five children at the time!), and two children from their marriage, and countless other children who have been abandoned or in need of a family.  She has no idea how many children she has raised.  It has been my privilege  to learn from this great woman of faith as we visit three women in the prison each week.  From her little salary she manages to take food and other necessities to them.  Every few weeks Carmen brings me a little bag of money saying, "This is my "diezmo" (my 10% offering to God).  It is indeed a very humbling thing to receive what I imagine is WAY beyond 10% of her pension, yet she gives it gladly and sacrificially.  As she drives away from our home, I shake my head and say, "Wow! How I love her!!  How graciously she gives, not only of her little money, but of herself.  She has taught me what it means to be the hands and heart of Jesus."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And dear reader, I have no doubt that after you have left my presence, I've shaken my head and said, "Wow! How I love that person.  He/She has taught me so much..."  Thank you for imprinting upon my life.  Thank you for helping me remember why I do what I do.  You may have even been a point of frustration for me, but in the end, I know I have learned from you.  After reading The Shack (yet again!) I am struck by the lesson that Jesus is teaching Mack concerning loving others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...All I want from you is to trust me with the little you can, and grow in loving people around you with the same love I share with you.  It's not your job to change them, or convince them.  You are free to love without an agenda."  (page 181)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May we all learn to love people, in spite of the frustrations that some bring to us, to the point that we, like the God of The Shack, can say, "Ah, ________.  I'm especially fond of her/him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until the next blog post,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-3249668163650416753?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3249668163650416753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=3249668163650416753' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3249668163650416753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3249668163650416753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/04/people-is-there-anything-more.html' title=''/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-4015765536739903471</id><published>2010-03-17T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:23:50.181-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feb/March Blur</title><content type='html'>How can it possibly be a whole month (minus one day) since I last posted on the blog??  I know when it's been "too long" between posts because we start getting little comments like: "Haven't heard from you in a while." or "I kept checking to see if you had posted something new."  Then we get the "not so subtle hints" like:  "Hey, are you still alive down there?"  Thank you to the many loyal readers and prayer warriors who look forward to the news of God's work here in Lazaro Cardenas.  You encourage us; thank you!&lt;br /&gt;As I've written before, I'm convinced that time runs faster here in Southern Coastal Mexico.  It's already mid March.  In Canada I would have felt that the warmer weather and melting snow would have never arrived, but here in Mexico it seems that I flip the calendar before I even become accustomed to saying the proper month.  I used to do that with the changing of the YEARS.  Now I do it with the changing of the MONTHS!!!  Am I getting older?&lt;br /&gt;We've experienced  God's grace in many ways since the last blog post.  Let's see if I can catch you up on a few of the events:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6FuKOptRiI/AAAAAAAAAnI/nyBU9eCvOHk/s1600-h/Leaders+group+Mar+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6FuKOptRiI/AAAAAAAAAnI/nyBU9eCvOHk/s200/Leaders+group+Mar+2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449758146105787938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;God continues to grow the church.  Our Monday night leaders' group has grown as others have accepted the challenge to serve by leading groups.  Monday night's group has also decreased as raised leaders leave to form and lead their own groups!!!  Claudia and Tato are being further mentored by Ivan to lead a group for married couples.  What a great need this group meets.  We miss them terribly, but our goal is to mentor so that the rising leaders/servants lead others.  What a joy to be used by God in this way.  Monday night leaders' group is one of our most anticipated activities of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear sister, Blanca, has stepped out of her "authority hierarchy"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6Fz2rAKWLI/AAAAAAAAAng/emMYTo5bdXQ/s1600-h/Casa+de+Hogar+classes+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6Fz2rAKWLI/AAAAAAAAAng/emMYTo5bdXQ/s200/Casa+de+Hogar+classes+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449764407188543666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; background and gathered a group from various churches to teach the children at the orphanage.  She had a passion for taking the good news of Jesus to these precious children, but she felt that had to "come from the leadership".  We encouraged her, because of her passion, to take the lead and gather a group to meet that goal.  After months of guiding her ste&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6F0VkIwsjI/AAAAAAAAAno/lw7QoLs2tN0/s1600-h/Casa+de+Hogar+classes+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6F0VkIwsjI/AAAAAAAAAno/lw7QoLs2tN0/s200/Casa+de+Hogar+classes+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449764937921507890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p by step, Blanca was pleased to announce that the children's activities would take place each Friday.  The orphanage director is MORE than pleased to have her group come teach.  We were able to pop in on the activities today and saw how bountifully God has blessed Blanca's efforts.  We pray that many little hearts will be touched with the truths of God's Word.  We also pray for many big hearts to be touched because the orphanage workers sit in on the lessons, too!  Please pray for our efforts at La Casa del Hogar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new supporting congregation, Southern Hills, in Abilene, Texas flew us up to spend a week with the church family there.  This was our third visit, so we are feeling like part of the family as we begin to recognize names and faces.  We first became acquainted with Southern Hills as our team regularly hosts a medical team from Abilene every six months.  The week with our new family was wonderful.  We were presented before the congregation at both services, as well as in several of the Bible&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6FvCGATzXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/0ijPhSdk49s/s1600-h/Abilene+feb-mar+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6FvCGATzXI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/0ijPhSdk49s/s200/Abilene+feb-mar+2010+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449759105857342834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; classes.  We were shown much love and support from our new family.  We look forward to the many ways God will use our partnership to grow and strengthen His Kingdom.  Many thanks to Gail and Bobby who hosts us so royally; to Jack Walker who organized many opportunities for the congregation to get to know us; the mission's committee and elders who have put their trust in us to partner with Southern Hills these next four years; the many who had us in their homes and took us out to eat.  No doubt we were "fed up" by the time we left!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6Fst03MRjI/AAAAAAAAAnA/aBpTF5XWZ-I/s1600-h/Tios+con+los+tios+mar+2010+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6Fst03MRjI/AAAAAAAAAnA/aBpTF5XWZ-I/s200/Tios+con+los+tios+mar+2010+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449756558635058738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a few days after returning from Abilene we were able to greet Uncle Bernard and Auntie Joan Straker at the Ixtapa Airport.  We have been on the go ever since.  They seem to never run out of energy nor enthusiasm.  They have painted at the Medical Clinic.  They have enjoyed Chicken Feet Soup with Socorro's Tios.  They have graciously met many of our friends who come knocking at our door.  They involved themselves in whatever activity we have on our agenda.    We only have them for one more week, so we want to make sure they get to see the many things God is doing here in Lazaro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we are now into the week of the Medical Mission in Los Llanos.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6F1MGU6jTI/AAAAAAAAAnw/d8M6LrsSu5I/s1600-h/Medical+mission.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6F1MGU6jTI/AAAAAAAAAnw/d8M6LrsSu5I/s200/Medical+mission.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449765874812226866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Because Logan is now in full-time Spanish school, we aren't able to spend the whole week with the team, but we did spend Monday helping them get organized, and the "two Bernards" and Joan busied themselves in a service project of painting the local school.  Our plan is to return tomorrow as they wrap up the clinic.  Extra hands will be needed as it will be the first full day of the vision clinic.  We have an optometrist who will be with us Thursday and Friday.  Once the people hear of free eye testing and glasses, we will be swamped with folks.  Glasses are a great luxury for most and a need for many, especially for reading glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family continues to enjoy our lives and work here on the Pacific Coast.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6FwJnJaAKI/AAAAAAAAAnY/626oSvI3EZI/s1600-h/Tios+con+los+tios+mar+2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6FwJnJaAKI/AAAAAAAAAnY/626oSvI3EZI/s200/Tios+con+los+tios+mar+2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449760334524580002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We are ever so thankful for our team, our family within La Comunidad de Cristo, and the many in Canada and the US who make it possible for us to live and work here.  Most of all, we continue to be thankful to our Father who gives is much work for our hands to do here.  We are humbled to be called to His work in Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;It is our vision, as a church planting movement, to plant churches in 20 targeted cities along the Pacific Coast.  We enlist your prayers and networking.  It is a God-sized vision that can only be accomplished with  much prayer and supplication.  We also need passionate people who have a heart for the lost here in Mexico.  You can help us network by letting such people know of our work here in Lazaro.  We would love for them to come see what God is doing so that they can pray about helping with the Pacific Coast church planting movement, too!!!  We are just an e-mail or a phone call away.&lt;br /&gt;Blessings to you all as you serve our Master with the work He has given your hands to do in your corner of the world!&lt;br /&gt;Until the next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-4015765536739903471?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4015765536739903471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=4015765536739903471' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4015765536739903471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4015765536739903471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/03/febmarch-blurr.html' title='Feb/March Blur'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S6FuKOptRiI/AAAAAAAAAnI/nyBU9eCvOHk/s72-c/Leaders+group+Mar+2010+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-1005673723802174678</id><published>2010-02-18T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T20:42:14.337-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty Seconds Plus</title><content type='html'>One principle we learned from Let's Start Talking training is the "Twenty-Second Response".  After a six-week project, a worker has more memories than he or she could possibly share when someone back "home" asks, "How was your LST project?".  In expectation of this question, we prepare a twenty-second response--Twenty seconds to put six-weeks of heart-to-heart conversations and experiences into words.  It's overwhelming.  THAT'S exactly how I feel as I bring up my blog and begin thumbing through the sieve of memories that have been made these last few weeks.  So much has happened.   Will you give me a bit more time than twenty seconds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight ONE:  Chris and Betty Jean Johnson arrived from Winnipeg to lead a two-week LST &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33uxXjaZ2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/aSIGWZhyHWE/s1600-h/BJ+and+Chris+LST+Feb+2010+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33uxXjaZ2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/aSIGWZhyHWE/s200/BJ+and+Chris+LST+Feb+2010+022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439766456836974434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;project.  Bernard phoned readers from Wade and Richelle's September project and invited other English speakers we've met at the university and along the highways and byways of  Lazaro.  Chris and BJ had full schedules and great readers-many had read with Wade and Richelle!  The Johnsons read &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33vUTDRyjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/nwIIBoouz4Y/s1600-h/BJ+and+Chris+LST+Feb+2010+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33vUTDRyjI/AAAAAAAAAmI/nwIIBoouz4Y/s200/BJ+and+Chris+LST+Feb+2010+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767056923871794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monday through Friday from 10:00-1:00, returned to our house for lunch, then read again from 2:30-10:00.  With only one "free day" and two parties, they were tired puppies by the end of the two weeks.  Not only did their readers love them, but they continually filled our cups with their positive and encouraging attitudes.  We miss them terribly since &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33v5MdmMWI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/bbY7j00SHLc/s1600-h/BJ+and+Chris+LST+Feb+2010+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33v5MdmMWI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/bbY7j00SHLc/s200/BJ+and+Chris+LST+Feb+2010+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439767690810372450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they headed back to the cold North.  It's our privilege to continue with individual sessions, as well as a Conversation Club with those of their 20 readers who would like to continue their learning.  Thanks Chris and BJ.  We look forward to your return SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight TWO:  Joe Pradzynsky and Kristie Smith traveled from Canada to Mexico to visit their friend, Zack Williams, who is working with the youth of a church in Cuernavaca.  They hopped a bus and traveled 12 hours through the night to end up on our door step!!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33wi81WXoI/AAAAAAAAAmY/7ELuqzkjRJI/s1600-h/Kristie+and+Joe+Feb+2010+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33wi81WXoI/AAAAAAAAAmY/7ELuqzkjRJI/s200/Kristie+and+Joe+Feb+2010+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439768408169537154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  It was great to have them visit for a week.  They were gracious to join in our work as we led Bible studies and other activities.  They both related very well with the Mexicans, even though the language barrier was huge.  Kristie even had the rare experience of visiting some women in the local jail.  She was the celebrity as they "ahhhed" over her snow-white skin, red hair, and huge green eyes.  She took it all graciously.  We took them to Memaw's Manor at Miramar to enjoy the sand and surf.  They toured Lazaro Cardenas with our teen friend, Perla, as their personal tour guide.  I feel like a mom with her "empty nest" now that all our guests are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight THREE: My dear friend and sister, Socorro, has us visiting her aged&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33yU2y4vQI/AAAAAAAAAmo/fT3trAO8bOY/s1600-h/El+Ranchito+de+Tio+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33yU2y4vQI/AAAAAAAAAmo/fT3trAO8bOY/s200/El+Ranchito+de+Tio+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439770365053680898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aunt and uncle the first Saturday of each month.  It's always an adventure.  This month's visit took us to Tio and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33xh9nssZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/DHNvV0hck2k/s1600-h/El+Ranchito+de+Tio+041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33xh9nssZI/AAAAAAAAAmg/DHNvV0hck2k/s200/El+Ranchito+de+Tio+041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439769490712474002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tia's Ranch.  It's not far from their house, but we had to go straight up the mountain, across a bridge that was only a few inches wider than the truck, and guide Tia (who is not able to walk alone) along a path meant for one-up, up, up through rocks, hills and cactus plants!!  But once we got there, it was a haven of beauty and wonder.  Tio has carved a useless piece of land into a resourceful cactus farm.  Bernard's &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33zO7439tI/AAAAAAAAAmw/BMjl8rJRz2c/s1600-h/got+it+centered.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33zO7439tI/AAAAAAAAAmw/BMjl8rJRz2c/s200/got+it+centered.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439771362853385938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;admiration for this incredible older&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S3328PCTV7I/AAAAAAAAAm4/1NcXdfrk8G8/s1600-h/El+Ranchito+de+Tio+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S3328PCTV7I/AAAAAAAAAm4/1NcXdfrk8G8/s200/El+Ranchito+de+Tio+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439775439622199218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; gentleman was raised about ten notches as Tio Geraldo explained how he cleared, leveled, and planted his farm.  Because the land is mountainous and dry, his system of watering is a modern-day marvel, using common materials he could scrounge or afford.  Our Bible study was extra serene as we gathered under his palapa outside his shack.  Our shared food was reminiscent of the community of the  first century church.  The experience will always be etched into my mind as one of my most peaceful memories.  I wonder if the tios learn as much from us as we learn from them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight FOUR:  It is my privilege to visit the local jail each week.  I go with two other Christian sisters who have a heart for the women there.  They knew of an English speaker who is incarcerated, so they asked me to visit her.  I have come to love and respect each of those three gals!!  They appreciate our visits, plus we bring a bit of food from the "outside world".  My English speaking friend, who happens to be a southern girl, too, said she would love to sink her teeth into a fried pork chop and mashed potatoes.  Guess what I took this week!!  I don't know what was more entertaining-watching my English speaking friend comprehend that she was actually about to eat southern fried chops, mashed potatoes, and green beans with bacon OR watching my Mexican friends wonder what in the world this bland food was that I was expecting them to eat!!  To ease their anxiety, I did include corn tortillas and salsa.  After the last bite was consumed, it was a consensus that the food was delicious--strange, but tasty.  Kristie and I had a great time watching them all.  Please pray for these three women as we help them understand the good news of forgiveness and salvation that Jesus offers.  Carla has already proclaimed that she's coming to "MY" church when she gets out.  She was comforted that we would welcome her with open arms.  I MUST make sure I'm there to welcome her into the door.  She gets out in four months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight FIVE and SIX:  These are bittersweet experiences but very much a real part of our lives.  I was forced to "enjoy" several days of bed rest as I recovered from what I thought was strep throat- in the end, bronchitis.  I'm thankful we have Nurse Tammy on our team to give me the "hip-injected" antibiotics.  I'm feeling better, but still have a few days before my chest will be clear of the infection. Just so Mom didn't receive all the attention, Logan decided to face plant off his bike onto the cement.  He smucked his front teeth loose.  Bernard rushed him to the dentist where the Dr. sewed up his gum and set his teeth in a "cast".  It's amazing laser technology, and it eased his pain considerably.  He got his stitches out today.  The cast will come off in 20 days.  We should know by then if there is any permanent damage to his front teeth...sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continue to love living here in Lazaro Cardenas.  Every day is an adventure.  We never really know just how the day will be shaped.  It's kind of fun living that way--most of the time.  We do have a week scheduled to be in Abilene, Texas finalizing our relationship with our new supporting congregation, Southern Hills Church of Christ.  We look forward to getting to know those good folks better, and being presented to the congregation.  We are very grateful for their love of Latin American missions.  When we get back the first of March, we look forward to a two week visit from Uncle Bernard and Auntie Joan Straker, as well as our next Medical Mission Clinic team.  We are scouting for various service projects in which they may be involved while they are with us.  April will bring us ten teens from Western Christian College who will lead a week-long Friends Camp for teens who speak some English.  After they leave, we will have Kresten with us for twelve days.  Then the end of May will bring Ashley to us.  We love showing off God's work to those who come to see us.&lt;br /&gt;We pray many blessings upon you as you continue to serve our Master in your corner of the world.  Until the next blog...(and thanks for giving me your twenty seconds PLUS!!)&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-1005673723802174678?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1005673723802174678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=1005673723802174678' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1005673723802174678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1005673723802174678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/02/twenty-seconds-plus.html' title='Twenty Seconds Plus'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/S33uxXjaZ2I/AAAAAAAAAmA/aSIGWZhyHWE/s72-c/BJ+and+Chris+LST+Feb+2010+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-8012028072615498564</id><published>2010-01-29T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T17:07:13.859-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How Time Flies!</title><content type='html'>It seems like it was just a few days ago that we were putting up our Christmas tree and waiting for Santa!!  Here we are, already at the end of January!  In the flurry of this month's activities, I've neglected my blog for too many weeks, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sad to say good-bye to Kerry and Candace Lamb, but we knew we had made lasting memories in the two weeks they were with us.  It turned out to be a great time for a visit because things literally shut down the two weeks after Christmas.  We got in lots of visiting and a bit of travel through the beautiful state of Michoacan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the holidays, we were glad to have our normal activities start up again.  Our groups and studies are an important part of what we do.  The church continues to grow both in numbers and in spirit.  We are pleased to present two of our newest family members to you.  Jaime, who is Ivan's father from Mexico City, had decided to visit his two sons here in Lazaro and engage in closer study about "this God" that they serve.  During the course of his two-week stay, Jaime came to the conviction that he, too, wanted to serve this same God.  As Ivan presented his father to the congregation, he marveled at God's pursuit of man by saying that he thought his father would be the last person to make Jesus his Lord and Master.  We just never know how God is working to make Himself known to others.&lt;br /&gt;After our celebration time that Sunday, many of us traveled over to Glenn and Caroline's pool.  It was a joy to see our new brother come out of the waters of baptism.  As if needing a "push", Julia, who has been walking in the ways of Jesus for five years, came to the conviction that she, too, needed to die to herself and allow Jesus full authority over her life.  She stepped forward and declared her need to have her sins washed away.  It has been a tough road for our dear sister, but she conquered her fears in her decision.  Please keep Jaime and Julia in your prayers-that they will grow stronger in their faith as they experience God's faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year also brought a new routine for our family as Logan entered the Mexican school system again.  I have been continuing Logan's grade 3 homeschooling, but we felt it was time for him to be in school with other children again.  It's an understatement that he's the novelty of the school, but Logan takes it all in stride, and is doing very well.  Bernard hasn't fared quite as well-- someone asked him if he was Logan's GRANDFATHER...ouch! We've chosen to put Logan in the afternoon school from 2:30-6:00.  The enrolment is less than 100, so his class  has only 15 students.  His teacher is gracious and kind.  Logan has already boasted that he made the highest mark in the class on his first exam.  (I guess Math is Math, no matter what language it's in!!)  Let's see how well he does on his Spanish and Mexican History exams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard and Logan have been advertising for our second Let's Start Talking team.  Chris and BettyJean Johnson from Winnipeg arrive this Saturday.  We are praying for many of our readers from Wade and Richelle, as well as new readers to show up at the Information Meeting on Jan 31.  We look forward to having the Johnsons with us, and seeing the good things that God will do through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your thoughts and prayers as we live in this warm little corner of the world.  We love to hear what God is doing in your corner!!  Blessings,&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-8012028072615498564?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8012028072615498564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=8012028072615498564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8012028072615498564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8012028072615498564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/01/how-time-flies.html' title='How Time Flies!'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-8086223912212952017</id><published>2010-01-01T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:09:02.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning the Page to Another Year.  Welcome Twenty Ten!</title><content type='html'>It's been a great holiday season here in the tropics.  Even though it never seems quite like Christmas in the heat, we have enjoyed many seasonal experiences.  After returning from our surprise trip to Canada, I worked hard at getting our Christmas drama polished.  One of our youth shined like a star with her eight-minute monologue depicting Maria's quandaries concerning Jesus' lowly birth.  The congregation was spell-bound as AnaKaren transported us back in time to that humble little stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7NX6WQ_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/D1QjUtWqv3M/s1600-h/Advanced+Yellow+Belt+%28Dec+2009%29+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7NX6WQ_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/D1QjUtWqv3M/s200/Advanced+Yellow+Belt+%28Dec+2009%29+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421996812083985810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Many of our activities and studies took a break during the holidays.  Logan ended his Karate well by&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7OCo82I0I/AAAAAAAAAk4/o1_4dscmPDM/s1600-h/Advanced+Yellow+Belt+%28Dec+2009%29+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7OCo82I0I/AAAAAAAAAk4/o1_4dscmPDM/s200/Advanced+Yellow+Belt+%28Dec+2009%29+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421997546148340546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nailing his "examen" which upgraded him to advanced yellow belt. He amazes us with, not only his agile moves, but also his ability to understand and speak in both Spanish and Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The congregation enjoyed our annual adult Christmas Party, complete with traditional dishes of "Tinga" and "Pazole", and of course the delicious "ponche".  Leaving that gathering, we were invited to the block party already in progress on our end of the street.  Logan enjoyed the breaking of the pinatas.  Mom and Dad enjoyed getting to know the neighbours better over yet another cup of "ponche".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7PBD-G0DI/AAAAAAAAAlA/rpHtQLauLjA/s1600-h/Games+night+at+our+house+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7PBD-G0DI/AAAAAAAAAlA/rpHtQLauLjA/s200/Games+night+at+our+house+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421998618553274418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We ended our home studies with a games night at our house.  It was fun teaching the Mexicans how to play Mexican Train.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7Pg-EpNXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/SE1S72L5_cU/s1600-h/Games+night+at+our+house+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7Pg-EpNXI/AAAAAAAAAlI/SE1S72L5_cU/s200/Games+night+at+our+house+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421999166725895538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Logan and his friends retreated to the balcony to make their own firecrackers.  (I will be soooo glad when fireworks are not so readily available.  They are abundant from mid December through the first week of January.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7Qqj-8JAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/erPBp2L3Ubk/s1600-h/Casa+Hogar+orphanage+Dec+23,+2009+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7Qqj-8JAI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/erPBp2L3Ubk/s200/Casa+Hogar+orphanage+Dec+23,+2009+029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422000431032968194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One of our December highlights was our visit to the orphanage.  Families  from the church bought gifts of clothing for&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7Rm5aSYKI/AAAAAAAAAlY/3wsOMAUy1Q8/s1600-h/Casa+Hogar+orphanage+Dec+23,+2009+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7Rm5aSYKI/AAAAAAAAAlY/3wsOMAUy1Q8/s200/Casa+Hogar+orphanage+Dec+23,+2009+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422001467576967330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 40 children.  Bernard organized all the party trimmings: pinatas, hamburgers/hot dogs, music, and sweet treats. Thirty of us met and loved on the precious children from "Casa Hogar".  We thank Wade and Richelle Grocott (Regina, SK) and family who donated the "Christmas Blessing" to these children!  Your gift was greatly appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7TIZn-3NI/AAAAAAAAAlg/l69vHQY58r4/s1600-h/Christmas+Dinner+at+Miramar+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7TIZn-3NI/AAAAAAAAAlg/l69vHQY58r4/s200/Christmas+Dinner+at+Miramar+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422003142671654098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Christmas Day found the three of us at &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7WfvD3uUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8-nax5snVHQ/s1600-h/Oct+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7WfvD3uUI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8-nax5snVHQ/s200/Oct+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422006842097645890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Memaw's Manor at Miramar.  We marvel at the blessing my dear mother has left us.  The view is spectacular as we wake up in the mornings overlooking the Pacific Ocean.  We look forward to many guests enjoying Memaw's legacy!  Tammy hosted our team to a turkey, ham, and lamb (New Zealand tradition) Christmas dinner.  Logan's favourite gift was...more firecrackers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are currently enjoying our latest Christmas gift:  Candace and Kerry Lamb &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7UA58eJNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/B-gjyfU6M8M/s1600-h/Kerry+and+Candace+%28Dec+29-Jan+12%29+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7UA58eJNI/AAAAAAAAAlo/B-gjyfU6M8M/s200/Kerry+and+Candace+%28Dec+29-Jan+12%29+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422004113420199122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;from Saskatoon!!  They arrived on Tuesday, Dec. 29.  We took them to Miramar, spent one night with them, then left them at Memaw's Manor to celebrate their fifth wedding anniversary.  We'll return for them tomorrow (Sat) because we have lots more planned while they are with us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We send best wishes for you all in 2010.  Our desire for you is that you will grow closer in your relationship with Jesus-that you will see beyond this present world's promises and cling to the eternal promises offered by the One who has created  and loved us.  May you see as God sees.  May you touch as Jesus touches.  May you encourage as the Spirit encourages.  We look forward to hearing of your many blessings that you experience as you continue to walk the journey with our Saviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards in Mexico&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-8086223912212952017?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8086223912212952017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=8086223912212952017' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8086223912212952017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8086223912212952017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2010/01/turning-page-to-another-year-welcome.html' title='Turning the Page to Another Year.  Welcome Twenty Ten!'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sz7NX6WQ_ZI/AAAAAAAAAkw/D1QjUtWqv3M/s72-c/Advanced+Yellow+Belt+%28Dec+2009%29+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-3342847061030738152</id><published>2009-12-16T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T22:17:59.842-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A BIG SURPRISE</title><content type='html'>The calendar says it's December 16, 2009, but for me, Christmas has come and gone--and what a great Christmas it was!  I had been pretty sad about being in Mexico over the holidays without the twins.  We tried to get them to us, but with school and dates so close to Christmas, the cost was prohibitive.  One morning I woke up to see Bernard sitting at the computer.  I meandered over to see what he was "researching".  He quietly said, "Do you want to go see your kids in Canada?"  I objected, stating that we had responsibilities, not to mention the cost.  He continued staring at the screen and asked again, "Do you want to see your kids before Christmas?"--  What a ridiculous question; of course I wanted to see Kresten and Ashley.  He smiled and said, "There's a great seat sale.  Do you want to go in two days or in nine days?"  I was stunned.  Was this really happening?  Could we REALLY travel to Canada to see our children and other family members?  My emotions were mixed as I thought of my deep desire, yet my responsibilities that God has given my hands to do here in Mexico.  We checked the calendar and realized that the week of Dec 8-15 would be a perfect week to go.  I could hardly believe our spontaneity--not a character trait of either of us.&lt;br /&gt;We didn't tell Logan of our plans because we knew he would be too excited to get much done in &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SympWqhIeuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KCcBVvr0D00/s1600-h/going+to+Canada+as+surprise+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SympWqhIeuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KCcBVvr0D00/s200/going+to+Canada+as+surprise+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416046233725205218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the next nine days.  The week slowly dragged by, but the 8th finally arrived.  I got Logan up to get his school work done early.  Then as his last "assignment" I had him put a paper puzzle together that read: Get your backpack packed.  We're going to Canada today.  He was quite proud of how quickly he put the puzzle together.  Then he stood up to go on to something else.  --"Hey, did you read the puzzle?"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SympvXSA0MI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DwQp1kTmK28/s1600-h/going+to+Canada+as+surprise+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SympvXSA0MI/AAAAAAAAAj4/DwQp1kTmK28/s200/going+to+Canada+as+surprise+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416046658058244290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--"Sure.  What a silly sentence!"&lt;br /&gt;Bern and I laughed.  Then we spent the next five minutes trying to convince Logan that it was true; we really were going to Canada.  We showed him the packed suitcases.  We told him the plan, but it only resulted in fits of tears.  This was hardly the reaction for which we had hoped!!&lt;br /&gt;--"Why don't you want to go to Canada?"&lt;br /&gt;--"I don't want to spend 50 hours in the truck!"&lt;br /&gt;Well, I couldn't agree more, so we told him about our plan to fly.  Only then did he somewhat reluctantly pack his backpack.  Bernard and I were hoping we would get a bit better reaction  from the other two when we showed up on G'pa's doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;The night of the 8th found us in the lovely home of Shirley and David Lidbury in Calgary.  They were gracious to host us overnight and get us to our departing plane by 7am the next morning.  Our anticipation was growing.  We would see our family in less than two hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;Richard, Bern's brother, was the only one who knew of our plans.  He picked us up at the airport, but  not wanting to cast suspicion, he had not rummaged through Grandpa's closet for our coats.  Have you ANY idea what -30 C temperatures feel like when your clothes consist of blue jeans, t-shirt, and a bunny hug??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymqazFRUfI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Em0qMQoM68k/s1600-h/Hi,+Bubba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymqazFRUfI/AAAAAAAAAkA/Em0qMQoM68k/s200/Hi,+Bubba.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416047404255367666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We arrived at Grandpa's, walked through the door, and watched Grandpa and Uncle Dave try to process what they saw.  It was then that Kresten came around the corner brushing his teeth.  He stopped dead in his tracks and said, "What are you guys doing here!"  Hmmmmm, two out three reactions were not quite what we had expected.  But soon, hugs and explanations were being offered.  Logan was so happy to see his big brother.  Dad graciously conceded to having us as his guests for a week!!  (haha---What other choice did he have??)  He was so happy to have us home.&lt;br /&gt;Anxious for the third reaction, we had planned to have Ashley drop by G'pa's after school to "call us in Mexico."  Right on time, she drove up to the house at 4:00.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Symq8nKPR0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/LGWR2T5jKEk/s1600-h/hello,+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Symq8nKPR0I/AAAAAAAAAkI/LGWR2T5jKEk/s200/hello,+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416047985170532162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As she opened the entry door, there we were, the three of us singing We Wish You a Merry Christmas.  Her reaction was worth the whole trip--She stared at us with eyes as big a saucers, trying to believe what she saw, but realizing it couldn't be!!  It took quite a while for her to process the fact that we were there.  I now fully understand the meaning of "complete shock".  She was paralyzed trying to understand what she saw.  Then the tears flowed freely.  What a great surprise!!!&lt;br /&gt;We had a wonderful week together.  We made the conscience &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymrcV7O0gI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Y6Gwj6m7wqc/s1600-h/who%27s+in+the+middle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymrcV7O0gI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Y6Gwj6m7wqc/s200/who%27s+in+the+middle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416048530299998722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;decision to stay at home, spending all of our time with family.  Two of the many highlights were the extended family gathering for games, snacks, and some "pick'n n grin'n" and our sharing Christmas as a family around G'pa's tin&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymspF7vnNI/AAAAAAAAAkg/rRalxUCbqP4/s1600-h/family+party+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymspF7vnNI/AAAAAAAAAkg/rRalxUCbqP4/s200/family+party+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416049848857107666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;y tree.&lt;br /&gt;Never has a w&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymsECXan3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/42HHXd-5am4/s1600-h/family+party+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymsECXan3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/42HHXd-5am4/s200/family+party+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416049212244270962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eek flown by so quickly.  We got in lots of lov'n and liv'n during that one week.  I was reminded again how precious is the gift that God has given us that we call "FAMILY".  We are blessed by G'pa's life and wisdom.  We marvel over the growth and maturing of our kids, as well as their cousins and chosen mates.  We remember the many blessings God has bestowed upon us--the gift of being HIS family, and the privilege of sharing in fleshly family.  I pray that you have as wonderful a Christmas as we have had.  Yes, the calendar tells me it's Dec 16 today, but my Christmas has come and gone--And what a memorable Christmas it was!!!  Happy 2010 to you all as you share this holiday season with family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymthF4cwaI/AAAAAAAAAko/fDiH0xGxIXE/s1600-h/Good-bye,+Canada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SymthF4cwaI/AAAAAAAAAko/fDiH0xGxIXE/s200/Good-bye,+Canada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416050810915963298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-3342847061030738152?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3342847061030738152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=3342847061030738152' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3342847061030738152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3342847061030738152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-surprise.html' title='A BIG SURPRISE'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SympWqhIeuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/KCcBVvr0D00/s72-c/going+to+Canada+as+surprise+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-5342038855436087434</id><published>2009-11-26T19:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T00:16:17.301-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspectives of Life (and Death)</title><content type='html'>God has given us some wonderful opportunities to be LIGHT and SALT here in our little corner of Mexico.  Bernard and I should count how many times a week we look at each other, give a chuckle and say, "What is God doing?"  One of our LST participants, Javier, pops by our house quite often.  He is an "ideas" man.  One of his recent ideas was to have us go to his high school and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9Dr19lKDI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Xbopcfk5ux0/s1600/Javiers+escuela+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9Dr19lKDI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Xbopcfk5ux0/s200/Javiers+escuela+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408616097994057778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;spend 40 minutes with an English class.  We had a great time interacting with the 35 students with varied ranges in their English abilities.   Logan, of course, was the main attraction, especially among the girls!!  We chatted briefly with the teacher, then we were on our way.  Later that day Bernard and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9EdHVedBI/AAAAAAAAAjU/uPRuypUrmZs/s1600/Javiers+escuela+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9EdHVedBI/AAAAAAAAAjU/uPRuypUrmZs/s200/Javiers+escuela+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408616944471274514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Logan were on their daily bike ride when they turned down a random street.  Who did they see arriving at her house?  You guessed it, the English teacher from that morning's experience!  What are the chances that they would pick a random street and a random hour and "bump" into a new acquaintance??  Indeed, God, what are you doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A highlight for us continues to be our reading sessions with the LST participants.  I meet with Karina each Tuesday.  She is a lovely 20 year old who finds such excitement in learning about Jesus.  Every time she leaves, she expresses how much she enjoys our sessions.  It is SOOO fun getting to lead an hour's worth of conversation centered around Jesus!!!  Elia and David are also a joy for the two of us.  Bernard continues his studies in English.  Elia and I are studying the seed-line of Jesus in Spanish.  Bernard also continues lessons with Gustavo and Javier.  All of these LST participants, except for Karina, join us for our Sunday Celebrations each week.  I look forward to the day Karina joins us, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the themes in which we try to present to those with whom we are studying is the idea of "perspective determines response".  The way we perceive, envision, or "know" God determines how we will respond to Him.  I believe that God has been further teaching me concerning this theme of perspectives.  Living in a different culture, we are challenged to be mindful of how our actions may be perceived by those around us.  Even closer to home, we constantly have to check the "reality" of how we are perceiving others in a culture that is not our own.  It's easy to get upset when a car slowly merges into your lane, butting you out, until you come to your senses and remember that here in Mexico, there are no lanes; wherever you are is your lane, and wherever someone else is, is also your lane.  See? It's easy!  No need to waste energy in getting frustrated!&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we have ethnocentric perspectives.  That's to say, we begin to think that our "Canadian or American" way is far superior.  But then we watch the masterful skills that are put into erecting a two-storey concrete house.  It truly is a work of art.  How did they EVER come up with those creative ways of building?  Or we encounter the ingenuity of solving the problem of how to fit three truck-loads of aluminum cans into one truck.  The problem is quickly solved by dumping all the cans in the street and using the truck to repeatedly run over the cans-forward/reverse, forward/reverse.  In short order the cans are reduced to a fourth of what they were!  The driver even had plenty of room to scrounge up a few more cans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God again reminded me this week of how my wrong perspectives lead to unjust reactions.  Our dear brother, Eliseo, for whom several of you sent funds to help with his prostate operation, lost his battle with Cancer on Tuesday.  His operation was successful, to the point that he rallied &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9FCRi8ncI/AAAAAAAAAjc/vbGkut5yw0w/s1600/Eliseo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9FCRi8ncI/AAAAAAAAAjc/vbGkut5yw0w/s200/Eliseo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408617582867291586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enough to be baptized back in the summer.  Some time later, however, other complications set in, and he withered to skin and bones.  We were honoured to be present for the celebration of his life.  The crowd was small, but it was a beautiful experience of sharing the qualities of this fine husband, father, and grandfather. Afterward we convoyed to the graveyard where the family said  last good-byes.  While Ivan was saying a few words, we were constantly interrupted by the background noise of the shoveling and mixing of cement from a cemetery worker.  The loud and constant sound was so intrusive that many of us kept looking back in hopes that the worker &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9Fp6gKLeI/AAAAAAAAAjk/_N9HrG10HGA/s1600/August+16,+2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9Fp6gKLeI/AAAAAAAAAjk/_N9HrG10HGA/s200/August+16,+2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408618263876349410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;would cease his work out of respect for Eliseo and his family.  But no, the shoveling continued.  Finally, upon Ivan's concluding words the irritating noise also came to an end.  My thought was, "Yeah, wouldn't you know the worker would stop just about the time Ivan concluded his thoughts."  It was then that the worker parted through the crowd carrying a heavy pail of wet concrete.  He placed four concrete slabs over Eliseo's grave, then pail, by pail carried wet concrete to pour over the grave.  I was humbled.  The worker's face poured with sweat as he laboured tirelessly to give honour and a last dignity to Eliseo and his family.  And what honour did I give him?  I barely listened to Ivan's words out of my annoyance over the mixing of the concrete-the very concrete that would seal Eliseo's final resting place. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the holidays approaching, I've been a bit on the melancholy side.  I've missed my dear sweet mother, my sister and her family, and the only remaining uncle, Dorsey and Betty, in Alabama as the Arnolds gathered for the yearly family reunion-Thanksgiving always reminds me of my family and my growing-up years.  The upcoming holidays without Kresten and Ashley seem less than exciting.  I would much rather be putting up the Christmas tree knowing that all five of us would be opening presents together on Christmas morning.  However, my perception of these holidays determines my response.  I know there will be other holidays when we will share in the festivities together--just not this year.  On that thought, I'll sign off until the next blog.  My little boy is anxiously waiting to dust off the stored Christmas tree.  We have a house to decorate; the holidays are coming!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-5342038855436087434?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5342038855436087434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=5342038855436087434' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5342038855436087434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5342038855436087434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/11/perspectives-of-life-and-death.html' title='Perspectives of Life (and Death)'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sw9Dr19lKDI/AAAAAAAAAjM/Xbopcfk5ux0/s72-c/Javiers+escuela+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-3525246974497940575</id><published>2009-11-09T23:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:53:39.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New-Birth Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me.  Happy Birthday to me.  Happy Birthday to Alicia.  Happy Birthday to me.  November 2, 1982.  It was very late at night my last year of University.  I had been studying God's Word with one of my best friends, Carol, and the campus minister, Larry Cline, at Troy State University.  I grew up "going to church", but some of the things I studied challenged my thinking.  I finally began to understand the great sacrifice Jesus had made for me.  I realized my great need for His blood to wash away my sins.  I longed to be a new creation in Christ.  I died to myself into Christ's death, coming under the authority of Jesus 27 years ago!!!  I've taken some time this past week to reflect on the many ways God has used others to help mold me into the person He has created me to be.  I'm so very grateful to be walking in the grace of God's love.  Without that life-changing decision in the late hours of that Nov. 2 night, I would have lived out a very different life.  It's a privilege and honour to represent the One who has made all the difference in my life.  It's been a great 27 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family had an adventurous week-end.  Saturday was packed with activities and people.  We began the day by visiting my friend's aunt and uncle.  Socorro has been asking me for weeks to drive out to Guacamayas to "chat" with her Auntie Socorrita.  Getting there was like going out into the bush of Africa (Okay, it wasn't that rough, but close.)  It was an extremely poor area, and we were the novelty item of the day.  Logan became quite uncomfortable that "everybody" stopped and stared at the "guerros" (white folks).  We finally arrived at the tios' home, which was little more than a wooden shack.  A little old lady was sitting out in her big plastic chair that seemed to dwarf her &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SvkHWW1y-3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/It0xKknYMnE/s1600-h/Visiting+the+Tios+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SvkHWW1y-3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/It0xKknYMnE/s200/Visiting+the+Tios+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402357308677356402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;little body even more.  She broke out in a huge smile to see Socorro, then the tears followed.  She explained that her "viejito" (old man) had left her and she had been sitting there all day.  She didn't know where he was.  As it turned out "Tio" (Uncle)  returned about an hour later from the ferreteria (tool shop) where he had bought a pump (through small weekly payments) to supply water to his cactus plants.  The moment he arrived home, Tia Socorrita settled.  Socorro introduced us by telling her uncle that we were teachers of the Bible, and that we could answer any questions he had about God.  (After picking my jaw up off the floor, we explained that we were simply on a journey, and that if he would like to join us, we could investigate God's Word together.)  He was thrilled.  He popped&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SvkHvpf3iYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/gw8nJSjrp8k/s1600-h/Visiting+the+Tios+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SvkHvpf3iYI/AAAAAAAAAi8/gw8nJSjrp8k/s200/Visiting+the+Tios+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402357743182383490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one question after another as we tried to give the Reader's Digest answers.  After an intense and quite enjoyable time of discussion, he leaned back in his chair and declared, "No one has ever been able to answer all these questions I've had.  I've asked many people who have come knocking on my door.  They don't know the answers, and they never come back."  We expressed our concern in just "knowing facts", and explored the need to know God and His desire for our lives.  We left him a Bible, which clearly marked the passages that answered some of his questions, and we settled on a date when we would return again to spend the afternoon together (as well as bring him a pair of reading glasses).  What impressed me the most about this gentleman was his passion to live for God.  There he sat in front of his wooden shack, his wife robed in a dirty plain dress, his home supplied with the most basic of necessities--and guess what he spoke about--his desire to do good for the poor!!!  What a humbling experience.  This humble man who works every day in his cactus garden to earn a few pesos for his little wife and himself taught me a lesson in having compassion for the poor.  He knows he's poor, but he realizes there are many who have even less than he.  We can't wait to be with him again and glean from his many years of wisdom.  Our lives will no doubt be blessed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SvkMM7Ue85I/AAAAAAAAAjE/7A__hAIL-PU/s1600-h/all+are+welcome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SvkMM7Ue85I/AAAAAAAAAjE/7A__hAIL-PU/s200/all+are+welcome.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402362644229190546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday's Celebration brought 108 people together in worship to our God.  It was a great morning of song, prayer, testimony and praise.  Afterward, we loaded into various cars and trucks and headed out to Miramar where Tammy and Malcolm hosted between 70 and 80 folks in their home.  It was a grand time of fellowship and getting to know one another on a deeper level.  As we have the privilege to walk shoulder to shoulder with our brothers, sisters and friends of La Comunidad de Cristo, I can't help but wonder if much of what we do would have been similar to many things that the first century church did that we read about in the book of Acts.  What a great family of believers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had a great week-end, too!  Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia, for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-3525246974497940575?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3525246974497940575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=3525246974497940575' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3525246974497940575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3525246974497940575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-birth-day.html' title='New-Birth Day'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SvkHWW1y-3I/AAAAAAAAAi0/It0xKknYMnE/s72-c/Visiting+the+Tios+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-3395843904766843925</id><published>2009-11-01T20:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T00:20:21.817-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Week Full of Surprises!</title><content type='html'>Do you know what I love most about working in our Master's Kingdom? We never know what things God will bring our way.  I think of Jesus and his resolute decision to get to Jerusalem; yet, along the way he met up with many opportunities to bless others' lives. Bernard and I have our general schedule of what our activities will be for the week, but we just never know what other opportunities God will orchestrate to tie into those events.  Our first adventure came on Monday evening when our Let's Start Talking reader, David, and his girlfriend, Elia, scheduled &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5ubXj7nYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5MRrLzLHmWs/s1600-h/LST+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5ubXj7nYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5MRrLzLHmWs/s200/LST+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399374419724049794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;their session.  David had mentioned bringing over a few friends with whom he had been taking an entrepreneur class.  Thinking I would make them a treat, I began to make a lemon pie.  Never in my wildest dreams did I expect SEVEN people to show up at my front door FORTY-FIVE minutes early.  I had flour over me, Bern was out for the next thirty minutes, and I had not one sip of cool drink to offer.  After finding places for all our guests to sit, I scurried Logan off to the corner store to buy cold refrescos.  As it turned out, it was a wonderful evening.  Four of the guests were from nearby aboriginal coastal towns, and one guest was a tourism promoter for the state of Michoacan. The little group of seven has been cooperating together to bring about an ecologically based tourism business to their land on the virgin Michoacan Pacific coast.  They are wanting to offer their land for tourism to the Canadian public.  They are hoping we can help them promote their beautiful vacation spots by finding a person in Canada to get the word out about the Michoacan coast.  We had a lovely conversation, but the most impressive moment was when we asked if we could pray for God's blessings on their endeavors.  After our prayer, David ran out to his truck, grabbed his Bible, and asked if he could read a passage from Job.  He reverently opened his Bible and stood to read.  The others immediately stood to hear the Word of God.  It was a holy moment as David read Job 22:19-30 ...Submit to God and be at peace with Him; in this way prosperity will come to you...If you return to the Almighty, you will be restored...You will pray to Him, and He will hear you, and you will fulfill your vows...After our guests said their last good-byes, Bernard and I turned to each other and said, "What is God doing in all this???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5u8RUvkyI/AAAAAAAAAiE/EInFFLc3JGY/s1600-h/Team+prayer+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5u8RUvkyI/AAAAAAAAAiE/EInFFLc3JGY/s200/Team+prayer+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399374984985416482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our next surprise came on Wednesday when we got to enjoy the presence of our new Mexican team member, Ivan Ponce de Leon.  He, Stephanie and five month old Ethan arrived earlier in the week from Texas.  We look forward to seeing how God will use this wonderful couple in La Comunidad de Cristo!  I also got to share a classic Canadian food- G'pa's Johnny&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5vYhv6O8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/5oRDhLBkyS4/s1600-h/Team+prayer+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5vYhv6O8I/AAAAAAAAAiM/5oRDhLBkyS4/s200/Team+prayer+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399375470430665666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cake with genuine Saskatoon Berry syrup (Thanks, Sharon, for providing that from the Berry Barn.)  It was a big hit for our Texan and New Zealand team mates.  Logan remembered how much he loved it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday turned out to be a big day with my Thursday Bible study.  God stirred the participants into deep prayer as we brought the names of several struggling Christians before the throne.  God's presence was tangible as we begged His mercies upon our loved ones.  Comments were tossed around that we need more prayer in our celebration times on Sundays.  God formed an idea in my mind.  (More on that later.)  Then we were off to a big birthday party for one of our family's five year old, Ximena.  The mom was frazzled as she prepared for her 50 plus guests.  She didn't know how she would ever entertain the children and serve everyo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5wJ5xipPI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JSVt5mfv-kQ/s1600-h/Thursday+study+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5wJ5xipPI/AAAAAAAAAiU/JSVt5mfv-kQ/s200/Thursday+study+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399376318693549298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ne.  Alas, Bernard and Alicia to the rescue.  Our years of LST parties gave way to a million party games.  The kids had a great time and the parents enjoyed watching the crazy Canadian games their children were playing.  The birthday mom was the most grateful as she didn't have to entertain all those kids!!  Afterward I rushed home to get chairs  set up for our make-shift &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5wkVIwXUI/AAAAAAAAAic/BVJKXdtwTVs/s1600-h/Thursday+study+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5wkVIwXUI/AAAAAAAAAic/BVJKXdtwTVs/s200/Thursday+study+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399376772715273538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bible study since the birthday party was still going strong at the building where we usually host the study.  Again, God orchestrated great things as we studied and visited until 11 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday brought another set of great circumstances and conversations as five women gathered at Blanca's house to enjoy a morning of food and fellowship.  We covered a host of topics from the celebration of Halloween to testimonies of how broken marriages have been healed through tough love.  During our conversation one of the women, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5xIws6DoI/AAAAAAAAAik/Q0d16j9011s/s1600-h/Breakfast+with+the+ladies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5xIws6DoI/AAAAAAAAAik/Q0d16j9011s/s200/Breakfast+with+the+ladies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399377398589951618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julia, who has been worshiping with us for many months expressed her concern that she didn't sense a full joy that she has seen in some of us women.  After much probing and questioning, it finally came out that she has been living with a married man for 21 years, with the hope they he would leave his wife and marry her.  After much admonition, advice and godly counsel, we took her burden to God.  It was a powerful time of prayer for our dear friend who is suffering from wanting to follow Jesus, but burdened by the love of a man who can never be hers- the father of her three children. We saw, first-hand, the power of confession.  She's faced with a very difficult decision as she contemplates her "first love".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's Sunday and the surprises continue.  With Blanca's admonition that we needed to pray as a church for some of the baby Christians who are struggling with sin, as well as those who have not yet named Jesus as their Christ and Saviour, Bernard and I planned a time of congregational prayer.  It was an amazing experience.  I think if we had made the time, every person in the congregation would have come forward for prayer today.  Rather than feeling shame for their weaknesses, many poured out their hearts as they struggle in their journey to walk with Jesus.  Afterward our praise and worship was filled with a renewed joy and determination to live a life worthy of our calling.  It was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the surprises continue even as I bring this blog post to a close.  Our family escaped the trick- or- treaters Saturday night by spending the afternoon and evening at Miramar.  We arrived home &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su51Q3JOn-I/AAAAAAAAAis/arn40hHIttU/s1600-h/Finishing+touches+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su51Q3JOn-I/AAAAAAAAAis/arn40hHIttU/s200/Finishing+touches+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399381935804817378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;about 11 pm, glad to see no evidence of eggs having been thrown at our door.  However, around 9:00 tonight (Sunday) we were greeted with the familiar songs of the trick-or-treaters at our door.  No one told us that Halloween candy beggars peruse the streets THREE nights!!!  We had little candy, few coins, and even less desire to explain our oversight, only to receive an egg or two thrown at our wall.  (These little goblins are so very persistent.) So we turned out the lights and headed for our team mates' house.  We visited for a few hours until we thought the begging ghosts had all retired for the night.  Our first order of business for tomorrow is to head for the store and buy a BIG bag of candy for our little beggars tomorrow night.  Next year we'll be ready!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have a week full of surprises from God, too.  Until next week,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krosgsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-3395843904766843925?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3395843904766843925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=3395843904766843925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3395843904766843925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3395843904766843925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/11/week-full-of-surprises.html' title='A Week Full of Surprises!'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Su5ubXj7nYI/AAAAAAAAAh8/5MRrLzLHmWs/s72-c/LST+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-7280727718135880103</id><published>2009-10-25T21:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T16:32:29.601-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to "Normal" Life</title><content type='html'>The Krogsgaards had a wonderful week visiting with long-time friends, Chadd and Nancy Schroeder and their three girls in Guadalajara.  Our lives have passed like two ships in the night since I first met Na&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUR85NEICI/AAAAAAAAAhU/y0cM07CxBg8/s1600-h/Schroeder+Family+Oct+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUR85NEICI/AAAAAAAAAhU/y0cM07CxBg8/s200/Schroeder+Family+Oct+09+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396739466318848034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ncy in the Adventures in Missions Program in 1985/86.  We both had plans to work with Gary and Danita Jackson in, what was then, Yugoslavia.  My plans changed as Bern and I married and went to Mexico City, and Nancy decided to do her AIM work in New York.  She met and married Chadd, then they took up residence in Mexico City just about the time we left Mexico to return to Canada in 1992.  They have now been working in Mexico almost 20 years.  After many years of being so far away from each other, we find ourselves only 6 hours from Guadalajara; however, Chadd and Nancy have made the decision to return to Texas this summer.  As I said, two ships passing in the night!!!  One of our highlights of the week was getting to know their&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUXfmuvyGI/AAAAAAAAAh0/oy2VHm6E3Ds/s1600-h/Schroeder+Family+Oct+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUXfmuvyGI/AAAAAAAAAh0/oy2VHm6E3Ds/s200/Schroeder+Family+Oct+09+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396745560213407842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; girls. Natalie and Morgan are sweet 16, and their precious adopted daughter, Ceci, is 8.  She and Logan had a grand time together.  Nancy, her team mate, Toni, and I flew to Cancun &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUS2VSHJmI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Ag0bdoaLh-M/s1600-h/Cancun+WOTH+retreat-Oct+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUS2VSHJmI/AAAAAAAAAhk/Ag0bdoaLh-M/s200/Cancun+WOTH+retreat-Oct+2009+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740453108754018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;for a four-day Mexico missionary retreat.  We were treated like royalty by an organization called Women of the Harvest.  They loved on and pampered all 50 of us missionaries.  It was wonderful to meet  many other missionaries who are working throughout Mexico with various denominations and churches .  It was an honour to be a part of the retreat!!  Each participant was there because&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUTV-ZCFJI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3UtIDz2Ys3E/s1600-h/Cancun+WOTH+retreat-Oct+2009+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUTV-ZCFJI/AAAAAAAAAhs/3UtIDz2Ys3E/s200/Cancun+WOTH+retreat-Oct+2009+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396740996719580306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of individual and congregational donations throughout the United States and Canada--Amazing!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now we are back home and ready to start another week here in Lazaro.  Missing our church family last Sunday, we were "eager beavers" this morning, arriving an hour early for our Celebration Time.  No one told us it was the day to set back our clocks!! (oops)  Guess it's better than arriving an hour late, as we did once in Dauphin, Manitoba!!  I like the good old consistent Saskatchewan time where we never have to worry about changing our clocks.&lt;br /&gt;Our week is full with continuing to read with some of Wade and Richelle's Let's Start Talking readers, visiting a few of our family members who are struggling or just need a bit of encouragement, and our regular Bible Studies.  We thank you for remembering us in your prayers.  Thanks for reading.  Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-7280727718135880103?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7280727718135880103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=7280727718135880103' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7280727718135880103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7280727718135880103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/10/back-to-normal-life.html' title='Back to &quot;Normal&quot; Life'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SuUR85NEICI/AAAAAAAAAhU/y0cM07CxBg8/s72-c/Schroeder+Family+Oct+09+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-4898173779328191132</id><published>2009-10-13T17:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T20:10:37.677-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks, Wade and Richelle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StT_fURk-FI/AAAAAAAAAfs/34r5GdiDYe0/s1600-h/LST+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StT_fURk-FI/AAAAAAAAAfs/34r5GdiDYe0/s200/LST+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392215567352789074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How quickly time flew with our first Let's Start Talking team, Wade and Richelle Grocott from Saskatchewan, Canada (Regina/Moose Jaw).  They served the people of Lazaro Cardenas well, as they conducted three weeks of English conversation classes with Mexicans who have varying levels of English skills.  Their schedules were full, and as always, God sent such wonderful people.  They read excerpts from the book of Luke with six readers in the morning, then came home for lunch, and returned again for their other eight to ten readers.  Because they read with most of their readers every day, they were able to accomplish in three weeks what many teams usually accomplish in six!!!  They became good friends with quite a few of their readers.  As always, it was hard to leave some of their new friends.  It's amazing how close you get to some readers in just a few weeks.  Yet, it's not surprising, because from the very beginning of your friendship, Jesus is the focus of the conversations.  Rather than lingering over surface conversation, the LST program provides an atmosphere that allows transparency and deep-seeded conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StT-KDRHf7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/jwBfwjGc2l0/s1600-h/LST+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StT-KDRHf7I/AAAAAAAAAfc/jwBfwjGc2l0/s200/LST+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392214102498574258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Richelle with&lt;br /&gt;Camela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUjPcdeLDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/azA5lNSUSeI/s1600-h/LST+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUjPcdeLDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/azA5lNSUSeI/s200/LST+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392254877090851890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Richelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;                                                                                                             with&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      Lety&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StT_29wkOpI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EQmBDHmEWxk/s1600-h/LST+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StT_29wkOpI/AAAAAAAAAf0/EQmBDHmEWxk/s200/LST+019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392215973625608850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Wade with&lt;br /&gt;Gustavo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the bridge-building aspects of Let's Start Talking is the parties.  Their purpose is to allow the readers and the church family to meet and build relationships.  The three parties were a big hit, and served their purpose.  We had good participation from the church; everyone had fun playing silly games together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUA09IyC7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/KlBHYWPbbUI/s1600-h/LST+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUA09IyC7I/AAAAAAAAAf8/KlBHYWPbbUI/s200/LST+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392217038610631602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Richelle greets,&lt;br /&gt;reader, Aldolfo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUjtsSKZwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Cy6UFZQkIpw/s1600-h/LST.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUjtsSKZwI/AAAAAAAAAhM/Cy6UFZQkIpw/s200/LST.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392255396734461698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Readers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Lety and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nely get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;better&lt;br /&gt;acquainted&lt;br /&gt;with an&lt;br /&gt;ice-breaker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUCEbP0bvI/AAAAAAAAAgM/WzpcVa5Hhiw/s1600-h/LST+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUCEbP0bvI/AAAAAAAAAgM/WzpcVa5Hhiw/s200/LST+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392218403902877426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Reader, David translates&lt;br /&gt;for those who don't&lt;br /&gt;speak English&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;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUCmEpTV2I/AAAAAAAAAgU/MBzS3WFHuvY/s1600-h/LST+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUCmEpTV2I/AAAAAAAAAgU/MBzS3WFHuvY/s200/LST+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392218981951297378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;br /&gt;Birthday&lt;br /&gt;to Jr.&lt;br /&gt;at the&lt;br /&gt;Canada&lt;br /&gt;party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUDVFbBn5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/WqAc4fvJA1I/s1600-h/LST+026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUDVFbBn5I/AAAAAAAAAgc/WqAc4fvJA1I/s200/LST+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392219789613703058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Readers act&lt;br /&gt;out one of the&lt;br /&gt;stories from&lt;br /&gt;Luke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUD8wDoNZI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ERZwI8yazDs/s1600-h/LST+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StUD8wDoNZI/AAAAAAAAAgk/ERZwI8yazDs/s200/LST+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392220471073191314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Wade&lt;br /&gt;explains&lt;br /&gt;the "Wink"&lt;br /&gt;game&lt;br /&gt;ONE&lt;br /&gt;MORE&lt;br /&gt;time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now that Wade and Richelle have done in three weeks, what would have taken us three months, it's our turn to take over the studies with their readers.  Bernard stays busy with continuing one-on-one sessions with several of the men readers.  Most have continued their studies in English, while one is more interested in hearing about Jesus in his heart language, Spanish.  Please pray for David, Gustavo, Javier, Miguel, and Jr.   Others are continuing to meet with us during our Sunday Celebrations.  Several joined us two Sundays ago when the church flocked to a nearby beach for fun and fellowship.  Our plan is to continue group conversations with the use of a weekly conversation club.  We want to keep contact with our new friends so that we may give them what they desire, English practice, while exposing them to what they need, Jesus!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wade and Richelle have paved a path for future LST teams.  Let's Start Talking is a wonderful tool for the missionary.  Many thanks to Andrea Muirhead, director of LST Canada for all she did in getting the Grocotts to Mexico.  We're thankful for all of Wade and Richelle's supporters who made it possible for them to be in Mexico.  Most of all, we thank God for orchestrating all things for the success of the project, and the Grocotts for blessing the lives of so many.  Our prayer is that many of these seeds that have been planted in  readers' hearts will germinate and grow into a full-grown faith!!!&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-4898173779328191132?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4898173779328191132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=4898173779328191132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4898173779328191132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4898173779328191132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/10/thanks-wade-and-richelle.html' title='Thanks, Wade and Richelle'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/StT_fURk-FI/AAAAAAAAAfs/34r5GdiDYe0/s72-c/LST+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-8434225077125314670</id><published>2009-10-01T20:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T22:55:13.035-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Some great news</title><content type='html'>I've forgotten the number of times one has to perform a task before it becomes a habit.  Nor do I remember how long it takes to "get out" of a habit.  However, I do know that I went almost two months without blogging, and now, after getting back to normal, everyday life, I have written one blog, with the intention of  again writing each week.  Alas, one week was not enough to get me back into the habit.   The next week, I had completely forgotten to set aside time to blog, and worse, did not realize it until mid-week.  However, I have had some news that I have wanted to share with you for some weeks,  now.&lt;br /&gt;Several months ago, I sent out an "urgent need" e-mail explaining two medical situations that were happening with two of our families at Comunidad de Cristo.  Little Alex was suffering from, what was tested to be TB and Eliseo was in need of surgery due to Prostate Cancer.  Many of you promptly replied with monetary gifts.  Since then, Alex has undergone treatment and is doing very well.  Eliseo's surgery was a success, although he continues to battle with painful bones and joints.  While we were in Canada, we received the good news that Eliseo and his daughter, Lulu, had decided to come under the authority of Jesus in baptism.  This family was one of the first families that Malcolm and Tammy met when they first moved to Lazaro Cardenas almost five years ago.  They have been a part of many Bible Studies and groups.  However, when this family saw love in action and the sacrifice of Canadians to help people they didn't even know in another country, it made a huge impact on them.  This family is forever grateful for the help that fellow Christians gave them.  Knowing that Eliseo has been given a "new life" when he was sent home to die, has helped the family understand Christ's love.  Thank you to all those who helped financially, and with prayers.  We never know how God will use the circumstances in our lives to bring about good for our souls.  I've included photos of the baptisms as testimony of God's goodness, especially in times of trial.&lt;br /&gt;Until next week,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SsVdx4jGLbI/AAAAAAAAAek/BR-56HDlbNU/s1600-h/Eliseo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SsVdx4jGLbI/AAAAAAAAAek/BR-56HDlbNU/s200/Eliseo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387815640793230770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eliseo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SsV3iBvi0LI/AAAAAAAAAfM/xXOU8GWNwbo/s1600-h/Lulu%27s+baptism.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SsV3iBvi0LI/AAAAAAAAAfM/xXOU8GWNwbo/s200/Lulu%27s+baptism.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387843955685773490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Daughter,&lt;br /&gt;Lulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SsV4Ml9x2OI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Q_S-GoO1zIQ/s1600-h/August+16,+2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SsV4Ml9x2OI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Q_S-GoO1zIQ/s200/August+16,+2009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387844686963661026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Rejoicing together&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-8434225077125314670?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8434225077125314670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=8434225077125314670' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8434225077125314670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8434225077125314670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-great-news.html' title='Some great news'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SsVdx4jGLbI/AAAAAAAAAek/BR-56HDlbNU/s72-c/Eliseo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-4270671785315261449</id><published>2009-09-19T11:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T21:41:39.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>The summer was a whirlwind for us, but we are safely back home in Mexico after two months of traveling in the US and Canada.  It was wonderful to spend time with family and friends.  We have so many people to thank who helped us along the way.  We've been reading the book of Acts in our family devotionals; I find that I identify with Paul as so many people helped him along his journeys.  We have been fed (overfed), housed (very comfortably), and spoiled (rotten) all the way from the Mexican border to the rural areas of Saskatchewan, Manitoba, and back!!  We've sat around many tables of friends and supporters from years gone by, as well as developed new friendships along the way.  Many thanks to all  who had a part in our journeys this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We accomplished many things during our time away from Mexico.  We rented our Saskatoon house for another year.  The couple is hoping to buy it.  They will know more of their situation the first of the year.  We again thank Ian MacLeod for managing that property for us.  We were able to celebrate the twins' 20th birthday together.  How can they already be adults?  We were granted our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manaje&lt;/span&gt; from the Mexican government which allowed us to transport our household goods from Canada into Mexico.  G'pa's garage and basement are now empty of our boxes, beds and plastic containers!!!  Bern's brothers helped us load a 17 foot U-Haul in just under three hours.  Logan, Mom and Dad waved good-bye on the morning of Sept. 2, and headed for San Antonio, Texas (via Childress, Tx and Abilene, Tx).  It was a highlight to visit with long-time partners in the Mexico work, Billy and Belinda Moore, then visit with Bobby and Gail Lawson from the Southern Hills Church in Abilene.  Our dear friends, Angela and Bryan Gately, drove from Lazaro Cardenas up to San Antonio hauling their empty trailer.  Again our liaison missionary friends, Bob and Patty Grigg came to our rescue and allowed us to use their house as our meeting station where we incorporated help from a member of their house church, Josh, to unload the contents of the U-Haul into the empty trailer.  We were sure wishing we had Bern's brothers to help.  It took substantially longer than three hours to make the transfer!!!  Bernard had to do some fancy packing as the trailer was a bit smaller than the U-Haul.  Surprisingly, the guys fit everything in!!!  The next day, we two families headed toward the Mexican border.  Would we have problems getting our possessions into Mexico???  We whipped out our &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menaje&lt;/span&gt; and the border patrol flagged us through.  We were stopped two more times, but with one look at the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menaje&lt;/span&gt;, the officials were satisfied and sent us on our way.  We are forever grateful to Bryan and Angela for their sacrifice of time and energy to help us get our possessions to Mexico.  No truer friends can be found!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were overjoyed to get to Miramar and unload our possessions.  We gave a quick round of hugs and "missed yous" to a few loved ones there,  then set out to unload the trailer one more time.  Logan was so excited to find some of his precious things that have been packed up  for over a year.  Having to get acclimated again to the heat, it took us most of the afternoon to unload.  We cooled off in a nearby pool when we felt like we were going to melt into the cement.&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful getting to our home and sleeping in our own beds that night of Sept 10.  Home, Sweet Home after              miles/kilometers on the road!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wait, we don't have too much time to bask in the sweetness of home.  We have Wade and Richelle  Grocott coming from Saskatchewan to run a three week Let's Start Talking program!!!  They come in tomorrow!!!  We have to get their bed set up.  We unpack the fans we brought on the trailer so that their upstairs room will be bearable in the heat.  Bern headed for the airport in  Zihuatanejo, an hour and 1/2 from Lazaro to pick up Wade and Richelle, but five hours later he arrived home WITHOUT our LST workers.  A quick run to the cybercafe informed us that Wade had gotten sick in transit so they were still in Toronto--maybe tomorrow.  Another run to Zihuatanejo proved more productive, and we welcomed Wade and Richelle into our home Saturday, Sept 12.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They had a bit of a slow project start because Richelle was sick the first two days,  we had not been in Lazaro to get their readers set in place, plus we had no phone service for a week (apparently lightening damaged our line/modem while we were away).  However, by Monday they were both well and reading.  By Wednesday, they both had full schedules!!!  By Thursday we had phone and internet service.  We are so very pleased with the great readers God has brought to Wade and Richelle.  It will be hard to let the Grocotts go back to Canada.  They fit in so beautifully here.  We feel so very blessed to have them as our first LST team.  We look forward to many more LST projects as Wade and Richelle pave the path for future teams!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to getting back to my weekly blog.  Thank you for your encouragement in keeping up with what's going on in our corner of the world.  We love you and thank you for your prayers that you offer to our God on our behalf.  We love being back with our family here in Lazaro Cardenas.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the photos and we'll have a shorter blog next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuKdM-FDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/R9egWWegtVk/s1600-h/fun+in+Canada+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuKdM-FDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/R9egWWegtVk/s200/fun+in+Canada+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259686763893810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuJxSaBCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/tWTMh3rsF9U/s1600-h/fun+in+Canada+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuJxSaBCI/AAAAAAAAAdU/tWTMh3rsF9U/s200/fun+in+Canada+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259674975536162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun with the kids&lt;br /&gt;at the park and at&lt;br /&gt;Chucky Cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuMOxls_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/jdujgFQJ-4Y/s1600-h/fun+in+Canada+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuMOxls_I/AAAAAAAAAd0/jdujgFQJ-4Y/s200/fun+in+Canada+031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259717250692082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outdoor sing-song&lt;br /&gt;A bit on the chilly&lt;br /&gt;side!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers give a hand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuLjQYD0I/AAAAAAAAAds/170Lee_NWMI/s1600-h/fun+in+Canada+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuLjQYD0I/AAAAAAAAAds/170Lee_NWMI/s200/fun+in+Canada+030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383259705568661314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz14V-sBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8ZoP4q8jH1s/s1600-h/fun+in+Canada+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz14V-sBI/AAAAAAAAAd8/8ZoP4q8jH1s/s200/fun+in+Canada+036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383265930341953554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ashley supervises&lt;br /&gt;the loading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz3DXibtI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6Qi1I-3I5VI/s1600-h/fun+in+Canada+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz3DXibtI/AAAAAAAAAeM/6Qi1I-3I5VI/s200/fun+in+Canada+037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383265950481149650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Angela&lt;br /&gt;Gately-&lt;br /&gt;our&lt;br /&gt;"moving"&lt;br /&gt;angels!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz2f9XbOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6L88thoz3Xw/s1600-h/fun+in+Canada+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz2f9XbOI/AAAAAAAAAeE/6L88thoz3Xw/s200/fun+in+Canada+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383265940976135394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to&lt;br /&gt;unload at&lt;br /&gt;Miramar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz3gdfQoI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3lRJMqc-xvA/s1600-h/Wade+and+Richelle+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz3gdfQoI/AAAAAAAAAeU/3lRJMqc-xvA/s200/Wade+and+Richelle+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383265958290735746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wade&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;Richelle&lt;br /&gt;Grocott&lt;br /&gt;lead an&lt;br /&gt;LST&lt;br /&gt;project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz4D_of0I/AAAAAAAAAec/44iI81QJPk4/s1600-h/Wade+and+Richelle+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUz4D_of0I/AAAAAAAAAec/44iI81QJPk4/s200/Wade+and+Richelle+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383265967829188418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mexicans already love&lt;br /&gt;Wade and Richelle.  Rodrigo&lt;br /&gt;teaches Wade to roll his&lt;br /&gt;tortilla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-4270671785315261449?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4270671785315261449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=4270671785315261449' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4270671785315261449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4270671785315261449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/09/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SrUuKdM-FDI/AAAAAAAAAdc/R9egWWegtVk/s72-c/fun+in+Canada+018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-3049556207313744724</id><published>2009-07-29T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:03:26.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MIA Parents (Who knows where we'll be next)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hello from Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have been on the road for about three weeks, and been settled here in Regina for the last week.  I've not blogged since we left Mexico, so thought I would give you a quick glimpse of our travels.  We left Lazaro in a caravan with Tammy and Malcolm to visit a few pueblitos on the way to Morelia (3 1/2 hours from Lazaro).  We also had the privilege of taking our teen-aged friend, Perla, to visit her Mom in the big city.  It was a fun day!!  We enjoyed a short evening with the Gonzalez family, then headed off early the next day for the border.  We drove about 17 hours and hit the bridge just before dark.  A night's rest and seven more hours of driving led us to Abilene where we spent four wonderful days with Bobby and Gail Lawson whom we have come to love and respect from the medical missions in Los Llanos.  We had the joy of meeting about 30 folks from the Southern Hills congregation who had gathered at the Lawsons for a BBQ to hear about the work in Mexico.  We continue to pray for God's guidance as the mission's committee meets and decides if Southern Hills will become our overseeing congregation!!!  There are so many good works from which they must choose.   Gail spoiled us and sent us on our way to San Antonio.  Our first stop was the Toyota dealership as Bern checked out a truck.  (You can ask him my opinion of owning a big, white truck--wink, wink.)  Needing a more rugged vehicle, we checked out the great incentives Toyota was offering in July.  Our next stop was Schlitterbahn Water Slides Park.  We had a blast enjoying Logan's birthday gift together!!!  This time, I'm glad to say that Logan was NOT catapulted from the water slide!!  The next day led us to our faithful liaisons, Patty and Bob Grigg.  They do so much for us by accepting mail and packages, as well as providing our housing, storage for our vehicle, and a ride to the airport.  Thank you, dear friends and fellow workers!!!  You are such a blessing to us!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A full day of flying landed us in Regina, Saskatchewan where we were happily greeted by G'pa, Ashley, Uncle Dave, as well as friends, Candace and Andrea!!   The next day Kresten arrived home from his camp counseling duties, so we were overjoyed to be with both of the twins and lots of other family for our traditional "Happy Birthday to Alicia and Uncle Dave" party. Sunday we headed to Kenosee Lake to share our work with the Moose Mountain congregation.  We left Logan to enjoy a week of camp at Clearview Bible Camp.  Reports were that he had a great time. (Not sure how the counselors fared for the week.)  Another five hour drive got us to Dauphin, Manitoba where we were able to share the work with Mountain View Christian Assembly and the Dauphin Church of Christ. It was a wonderful time of visiting, although way too short!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Five more hours of travel got us to Saskatoon where we stayed busy with doctor, dentist, and optometrist appointments.  We were again spoiled-this time by Auntie Jean, who shared the fruits of her garden--strawberries, saskatoon berries, raspberries, carrots, lettuce, and much more.  Our renters were not in town so we decided to head back to Regina to spend time with Bern's sister, Wendy, and Bill before they headed back to Thunder Bay, Ontario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another trip to Saskatoon will give us opportunity to share the Mexico work with the congregation.  We hope to rent out our house again since there will be little time for getting it up for sale at this point.  We still have some hope that it will sell through word of mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plan is to be back in Abilene the end of August as we head  south in our U-Haul truck to take our possessions into Mexico.  We miss our lives in Mexico and look forward to being back the first of September.  We look forward to our LST couple that will be joining us for three weeks in Sept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snjra5N7bGI/AAAAAAAAAck/GSi3UV-SRbQ/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snjra5N7bGI/AAAAAAAAAck/GSi3UV-SRbQ/s200/IMG_0177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366297803280313442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast of berries&lt;br /&gt;every morning with&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Jean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SnjsX-Ab4CI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jlhsMQpza34/s1600-h/IMG_0162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SnjsX-Ab4CI/AAAAAAAAAcs/jlhsMQpza34/s200/IMG_0162.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366298852537917474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bern&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;sis,&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snjs6ATBIxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/6OEV6iQi3AM/s1600-h/IMG_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snjs6ATBIxI/AAAAAAAAAc0/6OEV6iQi3AM/s200/IMG_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366299437268280082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spending time with&lt;br /&gt;our twins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SnjtWiPg20I/AAAAAAAAAc8/5ysTXbvid7U/s1600-h/IMG_0142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SnjtWiPg20I/AAAAAAAAAc8/5ysTXbvid7U/s200/IMG_0142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366299927416724290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snj5Gt83uNI/AAAAAAAAAdE/sv8k_17oeJY/s1600-h/IMG_0134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snj5Gt83uNI/AAAAAAAAAdE/sv8k_17oeJY/s200/IMG_0134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366312849821382866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'pa watching&lt;br /&gt;his grandkids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snj5qYzPtAI/AAAAAAAAAdM/LoDy5MlDzMg/s1600-h/IMG_0152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snj5qYzPtAI/AAAAAAAAAdM/LoDy5MlDzMg/s200/IMG_0152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366313462619157506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Poor Loggie--&lt;br /&gt;He holds his&lt;br /&gt;own with his&lt;br /&gt;big bro and&lt;br /&gt;sis!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-3049556207313744724?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/3049556207313744724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=3049556207313744724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3049556207313744724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/3049556207313744724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/mia-parents-who-knows-where-well-be.html' title='MIA Parents (Who knows where we&apos;ll be next)'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Snjra5N7bGI/AAAAAAAAAck/GSi3UV-SRbQ/s72-c/IMG_0177.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-1486651149325998398</id><published>2009-07-05T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:03:35.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Raising Leaders</title><content type='html'>We are in an exciting place in church planting here in Lazaro Cardenas, Michoacan.   Each Sunday Celebration time is a wonderful experience.  We have new faces every week.   Sometimes we wonder where they all come from!!  We do know that God is blessing the work here as we bathe our efforts in prayer.  Bernard and I have been spoiled to join a work that has had four years of foundation already laid.  Those first few years can be slow as the language is learned and roots are being put down.  Now, almost five years into the work, La Comunidad de Cristo is being known throughout the city as a group of God's people who are REAL-who dedicate themselves to the work of God-who live and preach the  pure Word of God!!!  No doubt we continue to have those who are curious as to what we are doing here in Lazaro; but what excites us most are those who are rising in leadership.  As church planters we always have our eyes open to those who have a heart for God.  It's not always the most talented, most articulate, or most knowledgeable of God's Word who rise to leadership.  As we study the life of David, we become aware that God doesn't demand perfection but progression.  The first step in raising leaders is identifying those who are being molded by the Spirit-those who hunger and thirst for the righteousness of God with humble hearts.&lt;br /&gt;Bernard and I are privileged to work shoulder-to-shoulder with such servants.  Knowing that our time out of Mexico was coming up, we have been praying and seeking for rising leaders who could be trained to take over the leadership of our Life Groups.  We hand-picked three couples, of which two took on the challenge of meeting  together weekly to learn principles and study techniques of leading a small group.  We have been guiding the two couples through the book of Luke to follow up the seed-line study with, "Who is this seed of woman, Jesus, who crushes Satan's power?"&lt;br /&gt;Monday nights have become one of my favourite times of the week.  Francisco and Rosi, along with Blanca come to our group excited about the things God has taught them  throughout the week.  They dedicate themselves to a short passage in Luke which they study through the use of homiletics and three to four pages of questions that guide them into truths of that passage.  They literally buzz as they chat about the many things they have gleaned from the passage.  Their humble servant hearts are evident as we spend the first 45 minutes or more in prayer.  We are always wanting for more when we end, knowing that we have much material to cover before our evening is depleted.&lt;br /&gt;Bernard and I have no doubt these two couples will continue to grow and learn as they shepherd and teach those in their groups.  We feel honoured and blessed to be a part of their growth.  It's so fun watching them bloom and grow!!!  Please keep the baby church in your prayers as many grow in their faith and leadership.   We will miss our dear family and friends while we are away from Mexico this next month and a half, but what a joy we feel to know that others have stepped up to the task of continuing in our stead!!!  We will be missed, but we are not irreplaceable!!!  What a joy to know and understand that truth!!  God has been good to us and we feel His blessings all around us.&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan Krogsgaard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF9aXl04xI/AAAAAAAAAb0/pgGElfnHBis/s1600-h/Leaders%27+group+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF9aXl04xI/AAAAAAAAAb0/pgGElfnHBis/s200/Leaders%27+group+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355199323882971922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Rosi, Francisco, y Blanca join us each Monday evening&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;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF-AbXepEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JbpP7Jr0rH4/s1600-h/Leaders%27+group+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF-AbXepEI/AAAAAAAAAb8/JbpP7Jr0rH4/s200/Leaders%27+group+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355199977731564610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;Our first forty-five&lt;br /&gt;minutes are dedicated&lt;br /&gt;to fervent prayer.&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;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF-wXwk-DI/AAAAAAAAAcE/8m2d_ZxDZY0/s1600-h/Leaders%27+group+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF-wXwk-DI/AAAAAAAAAcE/8m2d_ZxDZY0/s200/Leaders%27+group+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355200801396815922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rosi and Blanca are both prayer warriors!!&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;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF_QYnQ5CI/AAAAAAAAAcM/8NLM4teErMw/s1600-h/Leaders%27+group+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF_QYnQ5CI/AAAAAAAAAcM/8NLM4teErMw/s200/Leaders%27+group+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355201351382000674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;A testimony to God's&lt;br /&gt;power!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF_xJyGHyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/haeqtiapFZc/s1600-h/Leaders%27+group+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF_xJyGHyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/haeqtiapFZc/s200/Leaders%27+group+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355201914336583458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Blanca has overcome many&lt;br /&gt;obstacles in her life.  Her faith&lt;br /&gt;is strong because of 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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlGD1pOEnnI/AAAAAAAAAcc/i1ntQ-Is9P8/s1600-h/Thurs+cell+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlGD1pOEnnI/AAAAAAAAAcc/i1ntQ-Is9P8/s200/Thurs+cell+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355206389541412466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Mati lives his testimony as he&lt;br /&gt;teaches many people in his place&lt;br /&gt;of work.  He is a living testimony&lt;br /&gt;of how God transforms lives...from&lt;br /&gt;drunk to servant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&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;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-1486651149325998398?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1486651149325998398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=1486651149325998398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1486651149325998398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1486651149325998398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/07/raising-leaders.html' title='Raising Leaders'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SlF9aXl04xI/AAAAAAAAAb0/pgGElfnHBis/s72-c/Leaders%27+group+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-2511707758662264639</id><published>2009-06-30T06:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:39:50.858-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Los Llanos Medical Clinic</title><content type='html'>God continues to do great things as His people strive to be Jesus incarnate!!!  What a privilege to be His eyes, hands, feet, mouth and heart!!!  The Southern Hills church in Abilene, Texas sent a great team to meet the medical needs of 250+ people who live in an impoverished area in the state of Guerrero.  This is the third medical mission that La Comunidad de Cristo has joined working hands with Southern Hills.  People have come to expect our appearance every six months or so.  We are coming to know many of our "regular" patients.&lt;br /&gt;Southern Hills supplied us with Bobby and Gail Lawson, our excellent Dr./Nurse team, as well as two other nurses, a pharmacist, and several other helpers.  This team included a special treat for us all--a team chef!!!  John, who lovingly became know as "Juancito" (little John) makes the best salmon you have ever eaten.  We enjoyed the evenings of gathering together, enjoying John's armadillo eggs (stuffed jalapenos wrapped in bacon..hummmmm), and mulling over  God's  marvels of the day of which we were privileged to witness.  Jack Walker, of Southern Hills, has been instrumental in putting the clinics and teams together.  God continues to develop this outreach, we hope, to the point that Los Llanos could very well be our first church plant from La Comunidad de Cristo.  We are sowing seeds of helping others physically so that we may be put in a position to help them, more importantly, spiritually.  Bernard and I again had the opportunity to pray with some of our patients, as well as guide some with godly counsel from God's Word.  It's always a joy to sit  and chat with the patients in the waiting area.  Logan helped package the vitamins when he was not busy at play with the neighbours behind the clinic.  The girls were tickled that Logan was back again to play with them.  AND  THIS TIME he was able to speak almost as well as they can!!  We were glad to again have contact with Colleen, an American who lives in Los Llanos who has been instrumental in first getting the medical clinics coming, as well as arranging our housing and making appointments with the patients.  What a gift she is to us!!!  La Comunidad de Cristo was pleased to provide one of the two doctors.   Dr. Carmi, who began attending with us about two months ago, dusted off her stethoscope and took on the challenge of working with us the four days.  It was an excellent experience for her, as well as a sharp learning curve as she has not been practicing for fourteen years!!  She did a great job of caring for her patients.  Enjoy a few of the photos from the clinic.&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan Krosgsgaard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Skn-ySJh27I/AAAAAAAAAak/BNd4F9iSonI/s1600-h/Colleen%27s+great+organization.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Skn-ySJh27I/AAAAAAAAAak/BNd4F9iSonI/s200/Colleen%27s+great+organization.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353089771925265330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Colleen's organizational skills help the clinic run smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Skn_YJjIdeI/AAAAAAAAAas/-_pbr5S8_Ss/s1600-h/Asaret,+Collen+and+Wax%27s+little+one.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Skn_YJjIdeI/AAAAAAAAAas/-_pbr5S8_Ss/s200/Asaret,+Collen+and+Wax%27s+little+one.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353090422451762658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Little Aseret entertains the patients while Mommy makes all the appointments.&lt;/span&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoAG7EjY3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/dWdbGaqGXOw/s1600-h/Alice,+Jiti,+and+Jordan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoAG7EjY3I/AAAAAAAAAa0/dWdbGaqGXOw/s200/Alice,+Jiti,+and+Jordan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353091226019259250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Nurses Alice and Monica, along with helpers Jitti and Jordan, check blood pressures and measure weight and height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoBAlTh89I/AAAAAAAAAa8/fUYQBU40i98/s1600-h/Logan,+Nedia+and+Roger+working+on+meds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoBAlTh89I/AAAAAAAAAa8/fUYQBU40i98/s200/Logan,+Nedia+and+Roger+working+on+meds.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353092216608912338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Logan, Nedia, and Roger help dispense the medicines and vitamins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoFMLeeZSI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bZXDEOAzIr0/s1600-h/Bern+with+the+doctors-Carmi+and+Bobby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoFMLeeZSI/AAAAAAAAAbk/bZXDEOAzIr0/s200/Bern+with+the+doctors-Carmi+and+Bobby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353096813880436002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Bern chats with our two doctors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoF37tpp9I/AAAAAAAAAbs/7hR2b9BkE84/s1600-h/Nedia+y+Dominga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoF37tpp9I/AAAAAAAAAbs/7hR2b9BkE84/s200/Nedia+y+Dominga.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353097565563365330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Nedia translated for the nurses and loved on the patients.&lt;/span&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoBlij-k0I/AAAAAAAAAbE/TyDy1GqdySI/s1600-h/Pharmacist,+Heath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoBlij-k0I/AAAAAAAAAbE/TyDy1GqdySI/s200/Pharmacist,+Heath.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353092851527750466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pharmacist Heath chats with Bernard about the finer points of something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoCyqatsgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/o7QKJaliir4/s1600-h/Bern+and+Gail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoCyqatsgI/AAAAAAAAAbM/o7QKJaliir4/s200/Bern+and+Gail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353094176486306306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Nurse Gail gets in her finer points, too, while she gets a breath of fresh air between patients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoEDSoT49I/AAAAAAAAAbU/j-fDulncLxQ/s1600-h/chef+John.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoEDSoT49I/AAAAAAAAAbU/j-fDulncLxQ/s200/chef+John.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353095561670288338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;John makes a mean fajita!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoEjHJJ5JI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9fasj83fOV8/s1600-h/Medical+Mission+June+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SkoEjHJJ5JI/AAAAAAAAAbc/9fasj83fOV8/s200/Medical+Mission+June+2009+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353096108342633618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Our day ends around a common table.  Good food, good conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-2511707758662264639?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2511707758662264639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=2511707758662264639' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2511707758662264639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2511707758662264639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/los-llanos-medical-clinic.html' title='Los Llanos Medical Clinic'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Skn-ySJh27I/AAAAAAAAAak/BNd4F9iSonI/s72-c/Colleen%27s+great+organization.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-8816913060760308821</id><published>2009-06-21T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:01:30.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Faces Of Our Lives In Mexico</title><content type='html'>Our bags are packed and we look forward to our week in Los Llanos with our medical mission.  The medical team from Abilene arrived yesterday.  We met for our Sunday Celebration today (breaking our record with 103-105 in attendance).  We head off tomorrow bright and early.&lt;br /&gt;One of our faithful blog readers commented that she enjoys seeing the pictures of those we have come to love because their faces/smiles just shine.  I spent some time organizing my photos and thought about Robin's comment.  I wanted to share some of these happy faces with you.  I hope you enjoy them.  I won't be near our computer this week, but I'll give a full report of the medical mission on the next blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Mi8BGAII/AAAAAAAAAXs/ix3GJuLA2SY/s1600-h/yellow+belt+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Mi8BGAII/AAAAAAAAAXs/ix3GJuLA2SY/s200/yellow+belt+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350008676705239170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Logan moves up to yellow belt in Karate-Do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8NNm987EI/AAAAAAAAAX0/tsGH8EMqWWo/s1600-h/neighbourhood+kids+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8NNm987EI/AAAAAAAAAX0/tsGH8EMqWWo/s200/neighbourhood+kids+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009409789291586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Logan's neighbourhood crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8N5rGUPDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/y3OIqu6dm3c/s1600-h/neighbourhood+kids+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8N5rGUPDI/AAAAAAAAAX8/y3OIqu6dm3c/s200/neighbourhood+kids+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010166812359730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8OiCEDfTI/AAAAAAAAAYE/zM__oiegHUs/s1600-h/Water+Park+with+Socorro+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8OiCEDfTI/AAAAAAAAAYE/zM__oiegHUs/s200/Water+Park+with+Socorro+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010860171656498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Precious Socorro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8PNfkV1PI/AAAAAAAAAYM/crfoWzGsOKk/s1600-h/Galdina+and+Ruben+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8PNfkV1PI/AAAAAAAAAYM/crfoWzGsOKk/s200/Galdina+and+Ruben+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350011606826079474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Teaching my neighbour to read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8P5ZqGmlI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tR53QOgjPVA/s1600-h/pozoli+with+Socorro+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8P5ZqGmlI/AAAAAAAAAYU/tR53QOgjPVA/s200/pozoli+with+Socorro+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350012361153878610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8QcOfY01I/AAAAAAAAAYc/gS6krIOMhUo/s1600-h/Tuesday+group+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8QcOfY01I/AAAAAAAAAYc/gS6krIOMhUo/s200/Tuesday+group+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350012959451566930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Tuesday cell group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Q26gwwwI/AAAAAAAAAYk/PRDY0H5YdmQ/s1600-h/Tuesday+group+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Q26gwwwI/AAAAAAAAAYk/PRDY0H5YdmQ/s200/Tuesday+group+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350013417945088770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Rising leaders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8RSYkd8cI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cb_areGW1iA/s1600-h/Tuesday+group+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8RSYkd8cI/AAAAAAAAAYs/cb_areGW1iA/s200/Tuesday+group+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350013889870164418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8R1gWzGnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/G0YVNK_aZGg/s1600-h/Wed+study+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8R1gWzGnI/AAAAAAAAAY0/G0YVNK_aZGg/s200/Wed+study+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350014493255735922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Wed cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Se__pHcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/l54dglZ5Vls/s1600-h/Wed+study+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Se__pHcI/AAAAAAAAAY8/l54dglZ5Vls/s200/Wed+study+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350015206123183554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Georgina y Salvador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8TEMURj5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/trdtzgUUNrs/s1600-h/Dia+del+nino+Abril+26+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8TEMURj5I/AAAAAAAAAZE/trdtzgUUNrs/s200/Dia+del+nino+Abril+26+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350015845086105490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Tvf4T0UI/AAAAAAAAAZM/T4Qi5knYhRY/s1600-h/Juan%27s+Bible+Book+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Tvf4T0UI/AAAAAAAAAZM/T4Qi5knYhRY/s200/Juan%27s+Bible+Book+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350016589071896898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Bibles from Sharon Fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8USv7pD2I/AAAAAAAAAZU/emUCLBQ1RMw/s1600-h/Julio+and+Delfino%27s+Bibles+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8USv7pD2I/AAAAAAAAAZU/emUCLBQ1RMw/s200/Julio+and+Delfino%27s+Bibles+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350017194676260706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8YKRA0dlI/AAAAAAAAAZc/jaKTmspMal0/s1600-h/Sunday+afternoon+with+Blanca+y+family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8YKRA0dlI/AAAAAAAAAZc/jaKTmspMal0/s200/Sunday+afternoon+with+Blanca+y+family.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350021446984037970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Fun with Blanca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Yxt1KefI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aFhoAPI6RX8/s1600-h/Almuerzo+con+Itzia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Yxt1KefI/AAAAAAAAAZk/aFhoAPI6RX8/s200/Almuerzo+con+Itzia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350022124734675442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8ZKNqor3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/xGQ-_z-dWlE/s1600-h/Miramar+with+Deysi+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8ZKNqor3I/AAAAAAAAAZs/xGQ-_z-dWlE/s200/Miramar+with+Deysi+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350022545597312882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Sweet Perla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8ZuMZfuLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/6ldBOHA_zG8/s1600-h/Perla+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8ZuMZfuLI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/6ldBOHA_zG8/s200/Perla+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350023163732277426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8aJ17Ji9I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8NcG2_OQkcc/s1600-h/Deysi+and+Coral+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8aJ17Ji9I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/8NcG2_OQkcc/s200/Deysi+and+Coral+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350023638735752146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Dear Dear Friends&lt;br /&gt;Coral and Deysy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8ansX44SI/AAAAAAAAAaE/7jFa5RFpoSA/s1600-h/Deysi+and+Coral+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8ansX44SI/AAAAAAAAAaE/7jFa5RFpoSA/s200/Deysi+and+Coral+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350024151568015650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8bMSALiiI/AAAAAAAAAaM/piVkU1yVa3Q/s1600-h/Miramar+with+Deysi+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8bMSALiiI/AAAAAAAAAaM/piVkU1yVa3Q/s200/Miramar+with+Deysi+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350024780144413218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8bqO6M0qI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CQk2YgvjWZ4/s1600-h/team-June+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8bqO6M0qI/AAAAAAAAAaU/CQk2YgvjWZ4/s200/team-June+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350025294710100642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Our team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8cmzJzjTI/AAAAAAAAAac/OVkn132zLZo/s1600-h/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8cmzJzjTI/AAAAAAAAAac/OVkn132zLZo/s200/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350026335231380786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;God's work&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;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-8816913060760308821?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/8816913060760308821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=8816913060760308821' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8816913060760308821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/8816913060760308821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/faces-of-our-lives-in-mexico.html' title='Faces Of Our Lives In Mexico'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sj8Mi8BGAII/AAAAAAAAAXs/ix3GJuLA2SY/s72-c/yellow+belt+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-616741705565457497</id><published>2009-06-12T16:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T23:59:24.451-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Transformed</title><content type='html'>Can you imagine how shocked God's people were when Moses came down from "God's mountain" and he was glowing from being in the presence of God's glory?  What a concrete visual that is for us as we too, continue to "glow" and "shine" as the Holy Spirit transforms us.  I love it when I see this transformation taking place in the lives of those who make up the baby church in Lazaro.  It is a testimony to God's great power!!  Three of the new Christians have made the decision to completely stop their consumption of alcohol by this time next year.  In a culture where alcohol is abundant, THIS is a huge commitment!!  Their decision has not come as a result of "holy fingers" being shaken in their faces, but by the conviction that God has done so much for them and has called them to lead a holy life.&lt;br /&gt;These three decisions convict our team even deeper that we are called to walk shoulder to shoulder with those whom Christ brings to us. We take people where they are and invite them to walk along with us as we imitate the actions and attitudes of our Saviour.   We have heard that many of the evangelical churches here in Lazaro impose  hard-nosed rules and regulations.  Our fellowship of love and relationship is a breath of fresh air for those who have been stifled by the religious legalism set up by man.  In fact, the contrast between the two paradigms is so stark that we have had "long-time Christians"who have visited us to be "a bit concerned"  because people were not in coats and ties, or the neighbour who was known to "drink too much" was participating in our times of celebration.  "La Comunidad de Cristo just doesn't seem to be  following in the holy steps of Christianity as they should be."  (Ummmm, reminds me of several stories about Jesus doing the same--eating with sinners and the such!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Man-made rules and regulations did not bring our three brothers and sister to their decision to leave the way of their former life; rather the Holy Spirit has convicted them of a better way, a holy calling to which they have committed.  We are keeping them in constant prayer, as well as accountability as we all continue to travel this road together.  Old habits are hard to break, but He that is in us is greater than he that is in the world!!!  Would you, too, bring Oni, Rigo, and Jesi before THE THRONE as they fight the temptations of the enemy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many of you sent sweet birthday greetings to Logan.  He had a wonderful 8th birthday on June 5.  Eight of us packed our pizza, pastel, pinata, and presents and headed for the water slide park.  A great time was had by all.  Logan enjoyed most of the day until his fateful catapult off the water slide and onto the cement.  It was a scary moment for us all, but he has mended well and is now showing off his "war wounds" with valour.  He has decided that being eight doesn't feel much different that being seven--how disappointing!  Perhaps he'll think differently as he heads into his more difficult  grade three school work in the Fall.  Logan ended his grade two year well.  He finished with high A's in every class except one of his Math classes (Singapore, which is on a much higher level than the Alpha Omega Math) in which we received an 89.  He still continues to finish the year at Mexican school (when they have class, which isn't very often-tongue in cheek).  He spends lots of time outside playing with the many children on our street.  Spinning tops are the latest craze so he spends lots of time perfecting his throw.  Next Monday is his first Karate-Do test, of which he is feeling confident.  Perhaps he'll exchange his white belt for a yellow one.&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Alicia for the Krogsgaards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjLlTiHqhYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6ZVWfexif1g/s1600-h/water+slide+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjLlTiHqhYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6ZVWfexif1g/s200/water+slide+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346587831381427586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Logan designed his water slide cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjLl9gaUGDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4dcBlUSAItI/s1600-h/lots+of+fun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjLl9gaUGDI/AAAAAAAAAXE/4dcBlUSAItI/s200/lots+of+fun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346588552477284402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Coming down is a "rush"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjR_-sG5mCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ICDqkb5hqxs/s1600-h/Manuel,+Logan,+Lalo,+Axel,+Mauricio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjR_-sG5mCI/AAAAAAAAAXM/ICDqkb5hqxs/s200/Manuel,+Logan,+Lalo,+Axel,+Mauricio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347039372564338722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjSA9-yp4WI/AAAAAAAAAXU/lJ7AOgBSuEI/s1600-h/Dale,+dale,+dale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjSA9-yp4WI/AAAAAAAAAXU/lJ7AOgBSuEI/s200/Dale,+dale,+dale.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347040459911455074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The pinata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjSBgEbDUlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/zOr9cOLBAlg/s1600-h/Mordita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjSBgEbDUlI/AAAAAAAAAXc/zOr9cOLBAlg/s200/Mordita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347041045538624082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The customary&lt;br /&gt;face in the cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjSCO0Sc3UI/AAAAAAAAAXk/XAoZQ3PXaNk/s1600-h/card+from+Ashley+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjSCO0Sc3UI/AAAAAAAAAXk/XAoZQ3PXaNk/s200/card+from+Ashley+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347041848661433666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Got a card&lt;br /&gt;from Ashley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-616741705565457497?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/616741705565457497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=616741705565457497' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/616741705565457497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/616741705565457497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/being-transformed.html' title='Being Transformed'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SjLlTiHqhYI/AAAAAAAAAW8/6ZVWfexif1g/s72-c/water+slide+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-356059420504472198</id><published>2009-06-02T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T14:14:38.059-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi ho, Hi ho, it's off to the chair store we go...</title><content type='html'>There are so many things I love about the Mexican culture:&lt;br /&gt;**There's always time for friends.&lt;br /&gt;**Friends claim a high importance in each other's lives.&lt;br /&gt;**Family, especially each precious child, is of great importance.&lt;br /&gt;**Need help???  Ask a Mexican.  They live to be of help to others.&lt;br /&gt;Put all these qualities together and plan a special Sunday Celebration complete with a drama, refreshments, and special music---And what do you get???  Ninety-five people to sit in eighty chairs!!!  Oh ye of little faith...  The baby Christians here understand the great gift God has given them; and they have no problem in sharing their excitement with their friends, family and co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;What an amazing Sunday we had!!...And all the more wonderful because if anything could go wrong, it did that morning--computer problems, powerpoint mix ups, running to the store for cups, sugar, more water, one of the  drama actors suddenly fell sick.  But through it all, Jesus shined!!!  The Lighthouse Everything Drama was amazingly powerful as the drama troupe depicted the spiritual battle between the love of Jesus and the snares of Satan.  The Lord's Supper was so very special as Socorro led us into the comparison of the Passover blood with the precious blood of Jesus, our sacrificial lamb.  The music team led us into worship with powerful victory songs.  Bern finished with the I Peter passage that our redemption has not come through worldly treasures, but through the precious blood of Jesus, who was planned by God BEFORE the creation of the world.  Surely heaven will be just like that Sunday (without the pressure of details).&lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for the baby Christians here in Lazaro.  They teach us so much about living a contagiously joyful and "vocal" Christian life.  We ask for your prayers for those who have not yet made Jesus their Lord and Saviour.  Many are attending our Sunday Celebrations and weekly growth groups.  We are beginning to think of the multiplying process.  Bern and I will begin a Monday night group next week to mentor three rising couples to facilitate the groups while the missionary families, in varying integrals,  leave the country this summer.  It's a wonderful feeling knowing that we will be missed, but growth will continue under the leadership of the Mexican Christians in our family!!!  We look forward to "working ourselves out of a job" here in Lazaro.  There are twenty Pacific Coast cities awaiting a future church planting.  We look forward to training Mexican Nationals and Anglo church planters for the God-sized task!!!&lt;br /&gt;Blessings as you continue to grow in the knowledge, grace and confidence of our great God!! Enjoy the photos of this Sunday's Celebration.  Logan had to be the official photographer since I had to take the place of the "drunk" (acted out by our actor who got sick).&lt;br /&gt;Until the next blog...&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  It's Logan's birthday on Friday, June 5.  He would be so thrilled to get some birthday wishes from you in BlogLandia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVw7wp3LDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/B8agfMaBJWE/s1600-h/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVw7wp3LDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/B8agfMaBJWE/s200/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342800704920038450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The seats were filling up quickly...&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;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVxfEsuZbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vI2ijDLeClw/s1600-h/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVxfEsuZbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/vI2ijDLeClw/s200/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342801311596176818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By 11:00 there was standing room only.  We invited the children to their class because the drama was not appropriate for little impressionable eyes (use of alcohol, drugs, guns, etc).  This gave our family and guests more seats.  The children were content on the floor of their class.  (The teachers were a bit overwhelmed with the many children they had in class--ready or not, here they come!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVy2L-l-SI/AAAAAAAAAWU/tLrOPaAzWSM/s1600-h/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVy2L-l-SI/AAAAAAAAAWU/tLrOPaAzWSM/s200/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342802808198789410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jesus dances with his creation.  He provides all that is needed...but soon the creation is distracted by the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVzePVelSI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tmv7xPv2TtQ/s1600-h/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVzePVelSI/AAAAAAAAAWc/tmv7xPv2TtQ/s200/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342803496294847778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Creation is soon overwhelmed, confused, and disillusioned by the "dance" of the enemy.  Jesus is always there pursuing his beloved creation.  Also pursuing are Satan's demons.  The fight is fast and furious, but Jesus enters into the fight and takes the punishment for His creation.  Creation is liberated from the grip of Death.  Again, creation can enjoy the beautiful dance with The Creator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiV03T4kAII/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q7W-uvH3Bqg/s1600-h/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiV03T4kAII/AAAAAAAAAWk/Q7W-uvH3Bqg/s200/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342805026524102786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Socorro gives us a bit of her testimony and reminds us that the blood of the sacrificial lamb guards our "doors" so that death passes over us, just as the blood on the doors of the Israelites caused the angel of death to pass over their homes in Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiV2H3J2eLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/OjqFR51JE34/s1600-h/Bern+preaches+May+24,+09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiV2H3J2eLI/AAAAAAAAAWs/OjqFR51JE34/s200/Bern+preaches+May+24,+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342806410381392050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard shares the plan of Jesus' death as a plan that was put into action even before the creation of the world!!!  (This photo was actually of the week before.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiV3GVDnc3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/upsNELnK_Fs/s1600-h/Julia,+Daniela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiV3GVDnc3I/AAAAAAAAAW0/upsNELnK_Fs/s200/Julia,+Daniela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342807483560194930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La Comunidad de Cristo shares in vibrant celebration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-356059420504472198?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/356059420504472198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=356059420504472198' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/356059420504472198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/356059420504472198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-ho-hi-ho-its-off-to-chair-store-we.html' title='Hi ho, Hi ho, it&apos;s off to the chair store we go...'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SiVw7wp3LDI/AAAAAAAAAWE/B8agfMaBJWE/s72-c/Lighthouse+Everything+Drama+May+31,+2009+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-6313045414079980548</id><published>2009-05-27T08:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:51:15.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Life of Jesus-- Logan Version</title><content type='html'>Late greetings to all of you in blogger space.  I'm a little behind with this week's blog.  It's been a crazy week--but a good kind of crazy.  We're getting a drama together for this Sunday.  We're refining the process by which Bern and I will be training emerging leaders to take over our cell groups while we are away from Mexico this summer.  I'm working with Logan in trying to plan a birthday party for him that doesn't include 100 of his closest friends, plus their families.  (Believe me, the parties are HUGE here.)  We've finally decided that he will invite three of his friends from school to a local water slide park.  It's quite the ordeal trying to get in communication with the families.  I'll drop by the school today and try to get some information from the teacher.  AND---certainly not least, Logan is coming to the end of his homeschooling.  The little boy in him &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sh1EeWaMn8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/DBVRam5tcok/s1600-h/Logan%27s+school+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sh1EeWaMn8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/DBVRam5tcok/s200/Logan%27s+school+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340500021333499842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is happy to see the final exams, but the tiny scholar in him is sad that he won't be "book learning" anymore.  I think I'll have to find some "computer learning" for him to fill in the spaces of time for him.  He's done very well in his studies.  He's highly motivated.  I've had to scold him a few times for running ahead in his books without my instruction.   He is in the transition from printing to cursive, as well as from writing simple answers, to sentences, to creating paragraphs. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sh1E3DVKqYI/AAAAAAAAAV8/eCEQxgieD7A/s1600-h/school+space+in+new+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sh1E3DVKqYI/AAAAAAAAAV8/eCEQxgieD7A/s200/school+space+in+new+house.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340500445708855682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He said he would rather talk than write, so coming up with answers to "fill up all the lines" he is given for some of the answers can be a challenge for him.&lt;br /&gt;As I was checking his work the other day, I burst out with a "rolling on the floor" kind of laugh.  Bern came running.  I shared with him Logan's "creative writing" activity for the day.  I hope you enjoy it as much as we did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Imagine that you lived in Jesus' time.  You and your friends go to hear Jesus teach. Tell what you would see and hear.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Following this question there is a daunting space of ELEVEN lines for him to "fill up".  I have instructed him that he may not use Ashley's old trick of filling up the spaces with two lines of the word "very"---example:  I am very, very, very, very happy to do my work.)  Here is Logan's response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I would see Jesus talking and helling people.  I cude hear Jesus say good thengs to people.  love your nebor like a bother.  And your sins are forgiven   git up and wake.  and people are siting on the grass.  He tells people of God's word.  and people mite be hungre and theasty.  And Jesus mite also be hungre and theastry.  he mite tech till the cows com home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it folks--the life of Jesus, Logan version.  Here's praying that the cows will never come home.  We all have so much more to learn from our Master.  What a blessing our children are to us.  No wonder we are to be like these little ones--so pure, innocent, and full of fun and wonder.&lt;br /&gt;May blessings be yours as you continue to envision Jesus and His teachings in your lives.  Until next blog...&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-6313045414079980548?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6313045414079980548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=6313045414079980548' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6313045414079980548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6313045414079980548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-of-jesus-logan-version.html' title='The Life of Jesus-- Logan Version'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sh1EeWaMn8I/AAAAAAAAAV0/DBVRam5tcok/s72-c/Logan%27s+school+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-5922816341523317556</id><published>2009-05-18T12:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T17:13:42.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do I Love Thee?  Let Me Count the Ways...</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know how that poem continues??  (I can just hear G'pa (Ellis Krogsgaard) and Ian MacLeod quoting it now.)  I'm sure Elizabeth Barrett Browning was not thinking of me nor the lives we live here in Mexico when she pinned the words of this beautiful poem.  However, as we become more involved in the lives of those around us, I have often thought of the first lines of this sonnet.  We love our lives here in Mexico.  We love what we have been called to do.  We love the One who has called us.  We love the joys and the problems.  We love the day-to-day life, as well as the serendipitous moments.  We love the people and the place.  We love the church.  We love our community.  How did we come to be so very blessed by God?  Have you read Max Lucado's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Cure for the Common Life?&lt;/span&gt;  For those who have, we are definitely living in our "Sweet Spot".&lt;br /&gt;Living and ministering in Mexico--How do  I love it?  Let me count the ways:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Oni, Rigo, Jessy, Salvador, Georgina, Angeles, Edgar, Gabriel, Rosi...and the list goes on.  These are the baby Christians who are growing in their dependence upon their new Master.  They are growing in their passions and gifts that they give toward the kingdom.  They are growing in their love for each other.  "Father, continue to mature them so that they, too, encourage and feed the many more You are leading to  your family."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Socorro, Blanca, Rosy, Fransisco, Marco, Juneun, Mariana...and others.  These are Christians who have come to us in their hunger and thirst for genuine Christian fellowship and living.  They worship and serve with their whole hearts, souls, minds. "Thank you, Father for their contagious attitude toward You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Malcolm, Tammy, Caroline, Glenn, Angela, Bryan, and of course Bernard and Logan.  These are our team members who minister with us here in Lazaro Cardenas.  "Father, continue to give us wisdom.  Use us to help mature your church so that we may plant churches in 20 other coastal cities."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.   The Saskatoon Church, Mountain View, Moose Mountain, Swift Current, and the many individuals who are giving/have given toward the Pacific Coast vision.  Thank you to each one who makes it possible for us to be in full-time ministry here in Lazaro. "Father, bless each sacrificial giver."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Ashley and Kresten who have accepted the sacrifice of being separated from their parents...of missing the opportunity to watch their little brother grow up. "Father, bless them with the comfort that comes only from you.  Parent them to continue to walk in your ways.  Thank you for "surrogate parents" who love and support them while we are so far away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.I love:&lt;br /&gt;-seeing the spark in Perla's eyes as she understands the social implications for Mary when she accepts God's blessing to become the mother of His Son, Jesus.   All of our FriendSpeak readers are a real joy!&lt;br /&gt;-hearing Logan speak Spanish as he plays up and down the street with the neighbourhood kids.&lt;br /&gt;-listening to Bernard teach and preach.  I witness God's power in Bernard's ability to speak Spanish.  He has an amazing command of the language.  Twenty years ago it was the hardest thing he had ever done.  Now, although he would disagree, it seems to come so naturally.  Indeed, God is strong in our weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;-living in a smaller city.  It doesn't take long for others to know who we are...and what we are doing here.&lt;br /&gt;-Sunday Celebrations.  God's music team is AMAZING at La Comunidad de Cristo.  They lead us with worshipful hearts through music and song.  I love standing at the back and watching the church sing praises to our God. &lt;br /&gt;-today's technology.  I love getting comments on my blog and Facebook and e-mails in my box.  I remember feeling so "forgotten" in Mexico City when we had no phones, no computers, and slow to no mail service.  Thanks for all the reminders that so many continue to pray for God's work here.&lt;br /&gt;-learning so many things from my best bud, Socorro...visiting, Bible studies, cooking, buying fish and shrimp at the river fish market.  She teaches me so many things. &lt;br /&gt;-praying with our team on Wednesdays.  I've truly never seen the power of prayer the way we see it here from week to week.&lt;br /&gt;-working along side with Bernard and Logan.  Although we have our separate activities, we also enjoy several Bible studies and counseling sessions together.  Logan always finds something to do (Thanks, Sue W., for the Nintendo DS.  The Brain Age feeds his mind during these sessions.)&lt;br /&gt;-that Logan is enjoying simple things in life.  TV is limited to Spanish cartoons and our well-used DVD of old Dick Van Dyke shows.  Logan just cackles at the good clean fun of the ancient show!!&lt;br /&gt;-going to Miramar.  Getting away from the city is only 20 minutes away.  When the heat is unbearable, we know the breeze is cool at Miramar.  We dream of our house there one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, don't go thinking that we live in a little Eutopia.  My list would be just as long of the things that offer me my most difficult challenges (such as roosters and other noise pollution in our neighbourhood), but in everything there is joy.  To end, with the words of Elizabeth Barrett Browning:  "I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears of all my life."  We live our lives to the fullest here, through the wonderful things and through the things that bring us to our knees in tears and prayer.  We look forward to the many visits we will have from so many of you in the upcoming years.  We look forward to counting more reasons for loving our life and ministry here in Mexico.  Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan Krogsgaard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-5922816341523317556?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/5922816341523317556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=5922816341523317556' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5922816341523317556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/5922816341523317556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-do-i-love-thee-let-me-count-ways.html' title='How Do I Love Thee?  Let Me Count the Ways...'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-7297962927024343766</id><published>2009-05-10T22:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:44:59.631-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelming Gratitude</title><content type='html'>We've all been there--a month's paycheck that comes to an end long before the month does, the car that breaks down at the worst possible time--usually the same time that the fridge AND stove go on the blitz.  But, how many of us know the anxiety that comes from our loved one needing health care that just is not offered by the public health system; yet knowing that we have no means to pay for private health care?  Such has been the case for two of our precious families here in Lazaro Cardenas.  Carmilita and her daughter, Lulu, were two of the first Christians in La Comunidad de Cristo.  Husband/Father, Eliseo, had been diagnosed with Cancer many months ago.  The doctors said his body was full of cancer, and was sent home to die.  The family has been managing his care from home--a difficult situation, for sure.  In desperation, they recently took Eliseo to a private doctor in Cuernavaca (near Mexico City).  After a few tests, the doctor declared that Eliseo was not full of cancer, but that his cancerous prostate was in immediate need of removal.  Sunday evening the operation was declared a complete success.  The family attributes the good news to God's love and mercy.  They were preparing for a funeral, now they look forward to a "welcome home" celebration for Eliseo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Alex had a difficult time breathing.  He contacted a cold, which suddenly turned deathly.  He could not breath.  He began turning purple.  Deysy and Alejandro rushed Alex to the medical clinic.  Tests began to point to a serious illness--Asthma, Cystic Fibrosis, a heart condition???  Alex's parents drove the three hour trek to Morelia for more tests.  The medical bills began to pile up.  Although Alejando is a hard worker, his salary was not a match to the mounting medical costs.  Deysy began taking Alex to Morelia by bus so that Alejandro could stay home and work. More tests point to severe Asthma and a heart condition that does not allow for sufficient oxygen to get into his bloodstream.  Thankfully, Alex is responding well to the treatment.   Still, they came to a point where there was no food in the house; they had spent the last of their money on Alex's medicine.  Where does a parent look for help for their little one?  From where will the food come where there is not a peso left to spend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acts Chapter 2 tells us how the first century believers took care of each other and gave to anyone as he had need.  As our team gathered for our weekly Wednesday morning prayer, we shared our concern for these two families.   As we prayed, the thought came to me, "There are people that we know who would LOVE to help these families if they knew of the need."  Later, I sat at my trusty computer and typed an urgent need letter.  Within five minutes of sending the request, my mailbox showed a response--"Thank you for letting us know of this need.  We will be sending money for these families' medical costs."  Within another two minutes there was a second response.  By the next day, God had used his family to raise $4450!!!!  How do you express in words the overwhelming emotions I experienced as I witnessed e-mail after e-mail of God's family caring for one another?  I am humbled.  I am amazed.  I am blessed to be a part of such love.  We have been praying for wisdom in sharing the love gift with these families.  Because of the overwhelming generosity, we will be able to help meet the needs of these two families. Remaining funds, if any, will be put aside for future benevolent needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sger2hImirI/AAAAAAAAAVk/B6geZ-qWSUw/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+09+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sger2hImirI/AAAAAAAAAVk/B6geZ-qWSUw/s200/Mother%27s+Day+09+021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334421236739377842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The families are more than grateful.  Deysy, after praying for God's provision for her family, clung to me as if she would never let me go.  Unable to speak for a very long time, she finally uttered, "Please tell your friends how much they have helped us, even though they don't even know us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Deysy, Mauricio, and little Alex&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmalita and her daughter came to Sunday Celebration selling tickets to help raise&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SgesuaNrcRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/1Ye01eR3pBU/s1600-h/Mother%27s+Day+09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SgesuaNrcRI/AAAAAAAAAVs/1Ye01eR3pBU/s200/Mother%27s+Day+09+020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334422196954296594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; money for the cost of Eliseo's operation.  (We still don't know what the tickets were for...or what they were selling.)  What an admirable thing.  They have exhausted all their resources, yet they continue to be inventive in thinking of ways to cover the medical costs.  When Carmalita was told that the medical costs would be covered by brothers and sisters in the US and Canada, she had the look of: "surely I didn't just hear what I thought I heard".  It took her a full minute before she processed the information.  The relief and gratitude was visible.  What a burden has been lifted from her shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;                                             Carmalita hears the good news of her love gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you all could have been with us as we shared the news of the gifts to these two families.  We are so very blessed to be a part of their lives.  Thank you for your prayers and financial assistance.  We would not be here without many generous hearts and the prayer warriors that daily bring us before THE Throne.  Thank you for loving us and the people we love here in Mexico!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan Krogsgaard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-7297962927024343766?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7297962927024343766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=7297962927024343766' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7297962927024343766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7297962927024343766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/overwhelming-gratitude.html' title='Overwhelming Gratitude'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sger2hImirI/AAAAAAAAAVk/B6geZ-qWSUw/s72-c/Mother%27s+Day+09+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-4316708421963327896</id><published>2009-05-03T22:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:50:41.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Are We There Yet???</title><content type='html'>"If I never again hear the word "influenza", it will be too soon!!!"  Between the precautions of the WHO, the exaggerated US media and the natural human tendency to panic in the face of the unknown, Mexico has become an incubator of varied thoughts and emotions, ranging from conspiracy theories to end of the world predictions.  The inconsistencies are confusing.  Bible studies and music practices are canceled for fear of contacting the flu, yet these same people leave their  residential  businesses open, which exposes their whole family to handfuls of people every hour coming in and out of their home.  Report after report states the ineffectiveness of paper-thin cloth masks, yet taxi drivers refuse to accept clients who do not don such a mask.  Nation-wide, schools are closed and all public gatherings are banned, including religious services, yet people gather at grocery stores, banks, and other necessary places of service. Growing a bit tired of the masquerade, I was pleasantly surprised at the "almost" normal attendance we had for our  "banned" Sunday Celebration this morning.  We had a wonderful morning of worship to the One who is in control!!  Malcolm was able to express the importance of obeying the laws of God over the laws of man.  Fittingly, our guest speaker, Pedro Morin, an old friend from our Mexico City work 20 years ago, spoke from the book of Revelation chapter 6.  Wars have always been, and will continue to be.  Sickness, hunger and injustices have always been and will continue to be.  Death,  famine, plagues and earthquakes have always been and will continue to be.  BUT those of the Lamb can take heart.  We are not without hope.  We are not walking in despair.  We are represented by the ONE who can stand before our God.  As our representative, we are able to stand firm in the face of all that may befall us--Truly, it was a morning of encouragement as we professed our faith in the One who has control.  &lt;br /&gt;...So, how has your week been in your part of the world??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My skepticism is a bit "tongue in cheek", but good things have come out of the "world-wide" panic.  We have continued to have several of our studies.  Our Tuesday evening study was full and lively, as always.  We have gotten to enjoy a few impromptu visits through the week as all teachers are enjoying their "crisis holiday".  God has given us several situations where we have been able to minster to the hurting.  We have also enjoyed several afternoons out at Miramar soaking up some sun and enjoying the beauty of God's peaceful creation.  Logan has continued his home schooling, but loves to spend time at Miramar.  There is so much for an "almost eight year old" boy to do there.  I think he's hoping that things will never get back to normal so that he can have more time at Miramar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We appreciate the many e-mails voicing your concerns for the health of our family.  It's nice to know we are being thought of and prayed for during this time.  We hope that we are on the decline of the panic.  School is scheduled to start again on the 6th.  Hopefully that will not be postponed.  We trust that you and your families are doing well.  Thank you for your thoughts and prayers.  Until next week,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Logan and Alicia Krogsgaard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-4316708421963327896?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/4316708421963327896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=4316708421963327896' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4316708421963327896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/4316708421963327896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/05/are-we-there-yet.html' title='Are We There Yet???'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-7349280229760483859</id><published>2009-04-27T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:28:25.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BENDICIONES DE DIOS EN MEXICO</title><content type='html'>"Heavenly Father, what are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On April 19, a couple (Joe and Carmi) attended the morning celebration of La Comunidad de Cristo.  (Carmi has just returned to Lazaro Cardenas to be with her recently widowed mother.)  I was curious to know how Carmi and Joe (whose spiritual heritage is with Churches of Christ) had been able to locate the church.  They said that Carmi's mom had told them where we worshiped.  When I asked how she knew where we worshiped they indicated that Carmi's mom had visited with our family.  Amazingly, when we step out our front gate, turn left, take twenty-three steps, turn right and walk another forty steps we reach the entrance of Carmi's mother's house.  We simply never know how God works as we go about being light and salt in our community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such occurrences force me to stop and ask, "What is God doing?"  It was only two months ago that Comunidad de Cristo moved down the street from Carmi's mom, and our family relocated just around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, what's up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Carmi-middle in white shirt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY7Rut1xAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/06-_zoeI_tM/s1600-h/Dia+del+nino+Abril+26+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY7Rut1xAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/06-_zoeI_tM/s200/Dia+del+nino+Abril+26+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329512384823673858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Carmi attended last Thursday's small group.  Yesterday (April 26) she joined us for worship along with her brother, sister-in-law and their five children.  WOW!  Then, last evening while Logan and I were out for a stroll, we met Carmi and Julia (who also worships with us and attends Thursday's small grou&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY8tPtexBI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hWZLkpdMUMs/s1600-h/Thurs+cell+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY8tPtexBI/AAAAAAAAAVc/hWZLkpdMUMs/s200/Thurs+cell+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329513957048632338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;p) visiting at the entrance of Carmi's mom's house.  They were discussing details from Malcolm's April 19th sermon, and they had questions.  Carmi's mom came up from behind with a chair and for the next&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thirty minutes we sought spiritual guidance from Carmi's Bible.                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Julia &amp;amp; girls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arriving at home I shared with Alicia the joy of our circumstance when God provides us opportunities to help searchers on their spiritual journey.  With a spark in her eye, Alicia then turned to Logan and asked, "What was our devotional story about today?"  Logan smiled and said, "Philip, being led by the Holy Spirit,  stopped the chariot to talk to the Ethiopian (he had trouble with that word).  Alicia then asked, "Does anything like that happen today?"  "Yeah", he replied, "it just happened to Daddy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you, Father!  What a blessing that I just "happened" upon searching believers.&lt;br /&gt;OH BY THE WAY...Carmi and Julia, acquaintances from the past, have been reunited because of Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDITIONAL BLESSINGS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY3k9VTVeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/OSEz5HraWC0/s1600-h/Socorro+and+Martin++Abril+26+09+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY3k9VTVeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/OSEz5HraWC0/s200/Socorro+and+Martin++Abril+26+09+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329508317118289378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Following our encouraging Sunday morning worship, our family enjoyed an afternoon of Mexican hospitality (barbecue)  in La Mira with Maria Socorro and her husband, Martin. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY5_-VxIYI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8nU5sajbVnI/s1600-h/Socorro+and+Martin++Abril+26+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY5_-VxIYI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8nU5sajbVnI/s200/Socorro+and+Martin++Abril+26+09+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329510980268401026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We were accompanied by Rodrigo and Kenia (Maria Socorro's daughter) and Blanca.  Before we knew it, the evening hours had arrived, and we began our trek home via Playa Azul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the world was dealing with the stress and concern of swine flu, we had been graced with hours of building relationships and meaningful conversation - much of which was focused on God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY4FylCtxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xTAhD9g3drU/s1600-h/Socorro+and+Martin++Abril+26+09+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY4FylCtxI/AAAAAAAAAU8/xTAhD9g3drU/s200/Socorro+and+Martin++Abril+26+09+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329508881167202066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martin has only once visited Comunidad de Cristo, yet he willingly talked about his spiritual journey and various life struggles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY4rsNaXjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Jm71AYJyO3w/s1600-h/Socorro+and+Martin++Abril+26+09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY4rsNaXjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Jm71AYJyO3w/s200/Socorro+and+Martin++Abril+26+09+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329509532292505138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Thank you, Father.  April 26 was a sweet day.  Thank you for counting us worthy to such meaning interaction with your child, Martin, who struggles to know you."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-7349280229760483859?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7349280229760483859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=7349280229760483859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7349280229760483859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7349280229760483859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/bendiciones-de-dios-en-mexico.html' title='BENDICIONES DE DIOS EN MEXICO'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SfY7Rut1xAI/AAAAAAAAAVU/06-_zoeI_tM/s72-c/Dia+del+nino+Abril+26+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-2365389606587810852</id><published>2009-04-06T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T17:37:12.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'>More Visiting Adventures With Socorro</title><content type='html'>How I wish you all could be with me when I join Socorro for our weekly visiting!!  In Spanish we say, "Ella es una guerrera!" (She's a warrior)--and THAT she is!  As I mentioned last week, we have started the holidays of "Semana Santa" so many have the next two weeks as vacation.  Socorro has no plans of sitting at home eating bon bons; instead, she made plans for us to visit in the morning, as well as our usual afternoon visits on Monday.  After fervent prayer we headed for her co-worker's home (also named Socorro).  Unfortunately she was not at home, but not a shred of disappointment crossed Soco's face.  She knew of someone else she wanted to visit.  We headed off to some obscure part of Lazaro.  We turned down a dirt road that appeared to go nowhere (but I've learned that looks can be deceiving as to where streets may end).  Dodging rocks and holes, she mentioned, "I haven't seen Julia in ten years."  I wondered if she could get to Julia's house after such a long time--but no worries, she'll just ask.  And ask she did!  Every "neighbour"  had his/her own thought of where Julia lived.  Off we went on our proverbial rabbit trail.  Finally we stopped at a wooden shack that Socorro thought may be Julia's house.  She knocked, or I should say, yelled.  An older woman, cooking her day's meal in the firepit in front of the house, stopped her cooking and walked Socorro  the two blocks to Julia's house.  (Oh, how I love the fact that the Mexicans always have time for such things.)  We stopped at a house that looked abandoned.  Without fear, Socorro left her purse with me and headed to the front door.  She heaved out of the way the wad of fencing that acted as the gate and headed around to the back of the house.  Meanwhile I took in the surroundings: four pigs stare at me from the neighbour's yard, a little nude boy peeks around the corner, I'm sure, wondering what this white senora is doing in his part of town.  (He's probably never even seen a real live white woman!!)  Music blares from the other side of the street.  Wonderful smells of delicious Mexican cuisine wafts from the makeshift, outdoor kitchen of another neighbour.  I smile and again thank God that He has given us purpose here in Mexico.  About ten minutes later Socorro finally emerges from behind the house.  She shares the news that Julia no longer lives there, but that she has met a neighbour who would like to study the Bible with us!!!!  "Let's go around the corner and I'll introduce you to her."  So off we go to meet Lucita.  We made a date for  Saturday and asked her to invite any other friends she would like to be a part of the study.  Unfortunately I already have a study at that time, but Socorro is very willing to lead the study on her own.  She's such a "Guerrera"!!!  Please keep Lucita in your prayers.  She lives an obviously hard life with her husband and two little children in a little one room cynderblock "cuartito".  It is our desire to introduce her to Hope.&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later Soco met me at my house for our six o'clock study with Concha.  I asked,"Did you call Concha as she had asked?"  Shaking her head, Soco replied, "Oh, no!!  We won't call, it gives the enemy too much of an opportunity to put into Concha's head excuses for us not to come--no, we'll just go."  So, we prayed fervently that Concha and her daughter, Lety, would be at home and ready to open God's Word.  When we arrived, not only were Concha and Lety there, but part-way through the study her husband, Jose, arrived and joined us.  The daughter-in-law also came in and out of the study.  We had many interruptions and "rabbit chases", but we got through the first study. They were keen on having us back next Monday, but a little latter in the evening so that Jose could join in on all the study!  Socorro was sure we had caught the enemy off guard, having four join us for our study.  She sang the praises of God all the way home.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to Mondays as much as I look forward to Sundays now.  I know it will always be an adventure with Socorro and God!!!  I am, indeed, a most blessed woman to have such a mentor.  Soco gives me a big hug and always thanks me for our time together, stating,  "I've been praying for such a friend for so long--one with whom I can work in the kingdom."  I have a feeling that whether I had come along or not, God has already been using this "guerrera" in His kingdom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-2365389606587810852?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2365389606587810852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=2365389606587810852' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2365389606587810852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2365389606587810852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/more-visiting-adventures-with-socorro.html' title='More Visiting Adventures With Socorro'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-349957907549856481</id><published>2009-04-05T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:59:59.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Vision of the Pacific Coast</title><content type='html'>We hear of many of our friends  and acquaintances taking off for Mexico vacations.  I always feel a little tug on my heart wishing they would make their way to our part of Mexico, then I look at the map and realize we are WAY off the beaten path of where most folks go to vacation.  Mexico is a big country with lots of coastline.  I begin to wonder, "Wow, wouldn't it be nice to be near Cancun."  Then I remember what brought us here.  It was Malcolm and Billy's vision of the Pacific Coast.  Last week Malcolm again reminded the baby church of our vision:  to plant churches in 20 of the Pacific Coast's major port cities.  Big cities are often the target of church plants, but Malcolm believes the port cities of Mexico need to be on our radar screen as well.  The baby church in Lazaro Cardenas understands that we are just the beginning of what God can do here on the Pacific Coast.  We dream of raising up leaders who will take on the challenge of church planting in places like Manzanillo, Puerto Vallarta, Acapulco, and others. It's an exciting dream; it's definitely a God-sized dream.&lt;br /&gt;As we look forward to the future, it is the day by day living of walking shoulder to shoulder with the baby Christians that God will raise up the church planters needed to fulfill the Pacific Coast Vision.  God continues to shape and mold the baby Christians as they continue to grow and tell others of their new Master.&lt;br /&gt;Blanca and Socorro continue to invite their neighbours and friends to home groups and our celebration time on Sundays.  On Monday afternoons, Socorro and I visit friends and neighbours, as well as visitors who have come on Sundays.  I never have to worry about who we will visit; she always has a list.  On one of our visits,  her former neighbour, Concha couldn't come to the Tuesday study so Socorro said we would come to her. The next Monday, off we went to Concha's house.  Unfortunately, Concha was not there.   We spent time chatting with her 19 year old daughter, Lety.  After deciding that we could no longer wait for Concha, we said our good-byes.  Lety leaned over to Socorro and said, "You come back next Monday.  Even if my mom isn't here, I want to learn from the Bible."  God orchestrates in ways that we can never imagine.  Socorro can hardly wait until tomorrow evening.  In fact, she's so eager in having holidays that she's booked us visits for the morning, as well as the evening!!!  I'm praying for energy to keep up with her!!!  What a blessing she is to my life and to those who do not yet know her Master.&lt;br /&gt;The Ladies' Tuesday night study is growing as we search the scriptures for the Seed of woman that will crush Satan's head (Gen 3:15).  I love watching these ladies sitting on the edge of their seats in anticipation as we cover another chapter of the Seed-Line Story.  Nothing thrills me more than being used by God in this way.  As woman talk about the study, more make plans to attend; as more come, the more Blanca and Socorro pray!  It's amazing to be working with them.&lt;br /&gt;Our Thursday Feliciano study takes a huge chunk of our time because of the travel involved, but I love working with the children.  Last week I had an activity of cutting and pasting.  It was great fun watching Delfino(5) learn to cut with his scissors.  He was so proud of his efforts.  Of course, you could hardly tell what his picture was supposed to be, but to all of us, it was a masterpiece.  The children continue to work hard to earn enough stickers to receive their Bible Story Books that await each one of them.&lt;br /&gt;The Thursday evening study is growing in spiritual depth.  Bernard led a study on the humanity &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SdmHVelxKjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FF8HEEyfXfE/s1600-h/Thurs+cell+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SdmHVelxKjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FF8HEEyfXfE/s200/Thurs+cell+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321433237773429298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;of Jesus and its importance, as well as its implications on man-kind.  You could see the "light-bulbs" click on as God used Bernard to teach this important concept.&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had a guest speaker at our Sunday Celebration.  Ivan Ponce de Leon, Malcolm and Tammy's son-in-law, spoke on the topic: Jesus is light.  He was received very well by the congregation.  It is Ivan and Stephanie's plan, along with two-month old Ethan, to join the work here in Lazaro Cardenas toward the end of this year.  After today's reception, we can hardly wait until they get here.  Having a Mexican preacher will be a huge step in fulfilling the Pacific Coast Vision.  Ivan is a humble, gifted speaker.  Stephanie completed her AIM project in Mexico so she's fluent in Spanish.  They will be a great addition to the team and church.  October just won't get here soon enough as Ivan completes his preaching studies in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;Would you continue to pray for the Pacific Coast Vision?  We have spoken with many who have an interest in church planting, and some thinking of Mexico.  We have the places, we are praying for the planters.  We look forward to watching God raise up leaders from the congregation, as well as others coming from Canada and the US.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the following photos from our Thursday night study that took place in our house.  Until next blog,&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan Krogsgaard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SdmISMo1tZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZmPuYn48eKw/s1600-h/Thurs+cell+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SdmISMo1tZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZmPuYn48eKw/s200/Thurs+cell+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321434280926492050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SdmH3PHigPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/vAQ5ccPaRas/s1600-h/Thurs+cell+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SdmH3PHigPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/vAQ5ccPaRas/s200/Thurs+cell+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321433817735659762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-349957907549856481?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/349957907549856481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=349957907549856481' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/349957907549856481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/349957907549856481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/04/vision-of-pacific-coast.html' title='The Vision of the Pacific Coast'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SdmHVelxKjI/AAAAAAAAAUc/FF8HEEyfXfE/s72-c/Thurs+cell+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-1760912305593034715</id><published>2009-03-23T20:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T22:44:47.349-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet two of my dearest friends in Mexico!!!</title><content type='html'>I wish you were all here to meet two of my dearest friends in Mexico.  I've known these precious sisters about three months.  I've known few who have more fervor for telling others about their Master.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg3VvVccbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MpaOOk4VvWI/s1600-h/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg3VvVccbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MpaOOk4VvWI/s200/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316560206734062002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        &lt;br /&gt;First, allow me to present to you, Blanca Estela Martinez.  Blanca is pictured on the left.  I first met Blanca when she visited the congregation.  A friend of hers, Richard, had told her that he had come across a group of mission-minded Christians--a group that was more concerned for "souls than rules".  She quietly took in the morning.  The next Thursday she appeared at Jessy and Rigo's cell group with five others with her!!!  She could hardly contain her excitement that we served refreshments, that we were informal, yet intimate with each other, that we spoke straight from the Word of God (We later learned she had been a part of a strict, rule enforcing, prosperity preaching group).  Her smile told us that she would be back.  The next Sunday Blanca brought my soon-to-be second dearest friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg5nPriwJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rc7QY8ApDKU/s1600-h/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg5nPriwJI/AAAAAAAAAUE/rc7QY8ApDKU/s200/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316562706497716370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maria Socorro Corona Gonzalez (Soco, for short-thankfully).  At the end of our celebration time, we offered to pray with people who wanted individual prayer.  I slipped over to Soco and asked her how I could pray for her.  With tears in her eyes she said, "I just want to be used by God.  Please pray that He would lead me to the work He wants for me."  I was immediately touched; we prayed.  Afterward, I asked her what her passion was.  Without having to think very long, she responded, "I love to write and I love to tell others about our powerful God."  I responded with a huge grin, "I'm writing a play and I need help with my Spanish.  Would you help me?"  Her eyes sparkled as we made plans for me to meet her at her house the next week.  She was a great help.  We had such a fun time writing and getting to know each other.  Afterward, she told me how wonderful it would be to have a cell group in her home.  She had a perfect spot outside (which she had built just for the purpose of having Bible Studies), so we began dreaming of what God might do.  It was set; we would begin a Ladies' Study on Tuesday evenings.  She got right to work making invitations and listing women she wanted to invite.  "Alicia, we must pray about our study and those we will be inviting," she said, "and when will we go visiting my neighbours?"  The next Monday Blanca, Soco and I gathered for prayer, then set out to ask the neighbourhood to come to the study.  I can tell you, I have never seen two women more at work in God's Kingdom than Blanca and Socorro!!!  I chuckled as I thought to myself, "Okay you English-speaking missionary, who's teaching whom?"  It's great to be mentored by these two "Guerreras" (warrior women).  We have had two studies so far.  We have started out small in number, but through prayer and invitations, we are growing.  Through that study, God has  given Bernard and me the opportunity to help Soco's daughter, Kenya, and her husband, Rodrigo with marriage counseling as they pass through a difficult time in their relationship.  Kenya and Rodrigo also joined us for our celebration time on Sunday!!  They mingled very well with the family at La Comunidad de Cristo.&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Rodrigo (right)--------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kenya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg_FDNjEwI/AAAAAAAAAUU/XUkTg-c8Uwc/s1600-h/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg_FDNjEwI/AAAAAAAAAUU/XUkTg-c8Uwc/s200/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316568716104897282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg-roOnPeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bG1uD5CsCDE/s1600-h/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg-roOnPeI/AAAAAAAAAUM/bG1uD5CsCDE/s200/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316568279364877794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;We never know who will walk in with Blanca or Soco each Sunday.  They are so excited to be a part of La Comunidad de Cristo.  They are tireless and I truly don't have enough hours in the week to do all they want to do for God's Kingdom.  Monday afternoons Soco and I visit those who have visited on Sundays or those of our family that we haven't seen in a while, or one of the hundreds of people she has on her "list".   Her love oozes out on everyone with whom we visit.  We passed by her neighbour's house of years gone by.  Concha couldn't come to the Tuesday study, so Soco proceeded to find out what evening we could come by instead.  As this exchange is going on, I'm realizing that I don't have a free evening.  Meanwhile, Monday evening is decided upon and I quietly tell Soro that I already have a study that night.  She was so very disappointed, then her face lit up, "Oh well, I'll come by myself and teach her what I learn on Tuesdays!"  What a warrior!!! Later I spoke to Soro about mentoring another young woman in the congregation--taking another along with her as she teaches Concha.  Soro thought that was a splendid idea.  The woman has no fear or intimidation when it comes to bringing God's truth to others. On our way to her house, Soro quietly said, "I'm so very happy. I have been praying for so long to have someone to walk along side me visiting others and telling them about God."  We do have a God who answers prayers.  I have no doubt many will learn of His grace and mercy through these two women.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-1760912305593034715?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/1760912305593034715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=1760912305593034715' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1760912305593034715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/1760912305593034715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/meet-two-of-my-dearest-friends-in.html' title='Meet two of my dearest friends in Mexico!!!'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Scg3VvVccbI/AAAAAAAAAT8/MpaOOk4VvWI/s72-c/Agape+Mar+22,+2009+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-6212133834197721212</id><published>2009-03-16T06:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T10:49:22.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wonderful Day Of Family Worship</title><content type='html'>My day started around 3 am as I awoke to water pouring off our roof.  Coming out of my sleepy daze, I soon realized that our water tank on the roof must be overflowing.  I surveyed the situation and decided that I needed to put the wasting water to good use.  Rather than have the water spout out of the  too-full reservoir, I began filling the downstairs "pileta" which holds hundreds of liters of water.  After three hours the downpour off the roof has subsided and I am still wide awake.  It's unusual that I am up before the tortilleria opens, but this morning I'm even up before the "rooster crows"...6:20 and my feathered friends are well into their chorus of crows.    It's 6:21 and the first worker at the tortilleria has just arrived.  It's a holiday today, so they are arriving a bit late.  The machines have begun their mixing and screeching.  The cackles and songs  from the workers will start soon.  They are certainly a happy bunch over there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4-F9jLfWI/AAAAAAAAATE/xEGd69nuV9g/s1600-h/March+15+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4-F9jLfWI/AAAAAAAAATE/xEGd69nuV9g/s200/March+15+09+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313752882486148450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday was a beautiful day of family worship as about 50 of our family and visitors gathered to give honour and praise to our God.  We are feeling comfortable in our new building and loving all the space we have.  Our theme for the day was "LIGHT".  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4-f7GfH7I/AAAAAAAAATM/PORgVu7VFiQ/s1600-h/March+15+09+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4-f7GfH7I/AAAAAAAAATM/PORgVu7VFiQ/s200/March+15+09+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313753328505528242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The music team led us in meaningful reflection as we sang: Let us be light.  We can't hide it, nor can we be silent.  The need is so great. We must be light. Afterward our Thursday cell group put on a drama about four candles that refused to shine.  I had written the play based on a story in one of &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4-7r-1CrI/AAAAAAAAATU/QhGFbZGtZmE/s1600-h/March+15+09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4-7r-1CrI/AAAAAAAAATU/QhGFbZGtZmE/s200/March+15+09+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313753805483215538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Max Lucado's books.  The little candles had all kinds of excuses as to why they couldn't shine. One didn't have the talent, another just didn't know enough, a third was too scared, and the la&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4_s5GV4AI/AAAAAAAAATk/HKoN_omqZ7g/s1600-h/March+15+09+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4_s5GV4AI/AAAAAAAAATk/HKoN_omqZ7g/s200/March+15+09+004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313754650817978370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;st was more talk than light.  It was a time of laughter, yet the meaning was poignant:   A Christian who fails to live as light is like a candle that refuses to burn. The Lord's supper was centered around lighted candles as families shared the emblems together.  Bernard &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4_Sim-DoI/AAAAAAAAATc/Ckv_NmZm3G0/s1600-h/March+15+09+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4_Sim-DoI/AAAAAAAAATc/Ckv_NmZm3G0/s200/March+15+09+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313754198104215170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;presented an excellent lesson: God is light, Jesus is light, and we, too,  have been declared light.  I continue to be amazed as how God is using Bernard as an effective and capable communicator of His truth.  Twenty years ago Bernard stumbled and fumbled over his Spanish words.  It was never easy for him.  NOW, however, he hardly refers to his notes.  His words seem to effortlessly flow from his thoughts.  He causes us to reflect deeply upon the truths of God's Word.  There is no doubt that God is using Bernard in a mighty way here in Lazaro Cardenas.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb5AHkEq2oI/AAAAAAAAATs/PsxHeMxCKMM/s1600-h/March+15+09+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb5AHkEq2oI/AAAAAAAAATs/PsxHeMxCKMM/s200/March+15+09+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313755109030288002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It feels good to be ministering in our "sweet spot"  (Refer to Max Lucado's book, The Cure for the Common Life.)  Our children are blessed with excellent teaching.  Tammy has developed an exciting and effective children's program, and she continues to mentor the Mexicans to take over the &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb5BpRdLYRI/AAAAAAAAAT0/zN5TjjJbOxk/s1600-h/Tammy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb5BpRdLYRI/AAAAAAAAAT0/zN5TjjJbOxk/s200/Tammy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313756787659989266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;responsibility of the teaching.  The children love Tammy as she overflows with love for, not only the children, but for anyone who walks through our doors.  We are constantly reminded how blessed we are to be a part of this wonderful church-planting team!!!&lt;br /&gt;After our celebration time a neighbour from Playa Azul dropped by the church building to see us, so we had Holly over to the house for Stir Fry and a visit.  Later, I met Soco at her house and we did some visiting, inviting friends and neighbours  to attend our Tuesday night cell group.  Logan and Bernard took in a new park.  Logan thoroughly enjoyed beating his dad in several games of basketball.  Logan and his dad have met some kids at the area soccer field and basketball court, so Logan has enjoyed having a few boys from the neighbourhood over to the house.  Logan is excited to start school tomorrow (Tuesday).   Again, his good attitude shines in that he's not afraid to get out there and meet people.&lt;br /&gt;So that's our news.  We would love to hear about your news.  Make a comment or e-mail us a short note.  As always, we would love to have you come see what God is doing here in Lazaro Cardenas.  Blessings as you SHINE in your corner of the world!!&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia, and Logan Krogsgaard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-6212133834197721212?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/6212133834197721212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=6212133834197721212' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6212133834197721212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/6212133834197721212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/wonderful-day-of-family-worship.html' title='A Wonderful Day Of Family Worship'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sb4-F9jLfWI/AAAAAAAAATE/xEGd69nuV9g/s72-c/March+15+09+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-2450111604488297008</id><published>2009-03-10T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T15:21:07.615-05:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK TO THE LAND OF THE LIVING</title><content type='html'>So we thought we were a novelty in Playa Azul--it's nothing compared to the reaction we get around our new neighbourhood.  I'm guessing most of our neighbours have never had "guerros" (white folks) living among them.  Yesterday we explored our new neighbourhood for the first time.  As we approached most groups, the people literally  stopped their conversations and stared at us, I'm sure, wondering what those "guerros" were doing in their neighbourhood.  It takes a bit of adjusting, but it also gives us a great opportunity to meet many people.  As we greeted many in Spanish and stopped to chat with a few, the delight shone in their eyes.  Now they are REALLY wondering what these "Spanish-speaking guerros" are up to!!!  We live in front of the local tortilleria so we get to daily see most people who live in the vicinity...and they get to see us.  No doubt, we're the talk of the neighbourhood.  We look forward to meeting our neighbours as we strive to shine for the Son in this part of Lazaro Cardenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long adjustment getting normalized to our new house and neighbourhood.  Amazingly, we don't really miss visiting the ocean, nor the pool, but we do miss the peace and quiet, as well as the soft, constant sound of the ocean waves crashing as we drifted off to sleep.  Because we live among the hustle and bustle of a busy street and neighbourhood, we see and hear people, music, traffic, and most of all the squeak and squeal of the tortilleria.  I did break down into tears the first night we slept in our house.  It was about 3:00 am, there had been hours of music and loud visiting in the streets.  After a few hours of restless sleep, I awakened to a familiar sound from Playa.  You guessed it...cock-a-doodle-do.  Paralyzed, I told myself I was dreaming.  Silence was again broken...cock-a-doodle-do.  Tears streamed down my face as I had a little pity party.  I couldn't believe it.  We had roosters living right behind us.  I thought I was escaping that horrible sound, and now I have loud music, a  noisy tortilleria, AND roosters, to boot.  WHAT HAVE WE DONE?????  HOW COULD WE HAVE THOUGHT THIS WAS FROM GOD???  THIS IS A NIGHTMARE!!!!  But, as usual, things looked brighter in the light of day.  The noise means that there are lots of people to get to know, and the rooster didn't crow very long because there don't seem to be many fellow roosters around to answer him.  We have made the decision to love our new area, despite the noise.   How can we shine in a quiet, secluded area void of people?  This house is a gift from God, and each person we meet I wonder if we have been placed here just for him/her!!&lt;br /&gt;Of course, Logan continues to be a great tool by which we meet many people.  After a few days of boredom, he decided he wanted to put up a lemonade stand.  He rummaged through our moving boxes and found just the two he needed.  He made his sign, his lemonade, bought his cups, and &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sba3SEVsNuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4kmwrZW3kXo/s1600-h/Logan%27s+limonade+stand+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sba3SEVsNuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4kmwrZW3kXo/s200/Logan%27s+limonade+stand+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311634331560326882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;away he went.  He planted himself on the corner by the tortilleria and sold about eight cups his first day.  He's well known around these parts by now.  He also makes daily visits to the ice cream shop, the local "abarrotes" (misc.) store, and of course the tortilleria.  Today we went to visit the area school to ask if Logan would be permitted to attend a few hours each day.  We go back on Friday for the answer.  Logan is such a trooper.  His attitude is hardly that of a seven year old.  He endures difficult situations as if they are no challenge at all.  He is one of our greatest blessings.  God uses him in wonderful ways.  The plumber who installed our hot water heater, among other things, slipped into our Sunday Celebration.  Logan got up from his seat to welcome Severo to our celebration.  The smile on Severo's face was as big as they get.  He grabbed Logan and gave him the biggest hug ever--and all that because of a seven year old with a heart full of love and service.  Just imagine what other things God has in store for that little boy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we live in the city, we don't have palm trees or a view of the ocean to offer to our visitors, but we continue to have the opportunity to be a part of a wonderful baby church.  We would love to have you come see what God is doing here in this friendly city.  Tonight I will start another cell group as I teach the seed-line to women.  Yesterday Maria Socorro, Blanca and I went out "visiting" in the neighbourhood where the study will be hosted.  These two older warriors have a deep desire to make known Jesus to those who do not yet know Him.  Did I think I was moving to Mexico to teach???  I'm being taught and mentored by these women in ways I could have never imagined.  We would love for you to come and meet them personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's great to be back in touch.  A week without technology makes us appreciate our tools for close communication.  Our vonage phone is now connected.  Our number is the same Texas number: 1-806-853-9935  Many blessings as you continue to shine for the Son in your corner of the world.&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia, and Logan Krogsgaard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-2450111604488297008?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/2450111604488297008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=2450111604488297008' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2450111604488297008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/2450111604488297008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-to-land-of-living.html' title='BACK TO THE LAND OF THE LIVING'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/Sba3SEVsNuI/AAAAAAAAAS8/4kmwrZW3kXo/s72-c/Logan%27s+limonade+stand+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-7403333453103066309</id><published>2009-02-28T07:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T08:34:05.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Krogsgaard "News"</title><content type='html'>We've all had it--you know, that deer-in-the head-light expression.  That's a bit of what we are feeling like this morning as I contemplate all the "new' things in our lives these last few days.  This big, empty house echos because most of our few things are packed in Glenn's trailer outside.  The boys are stirring in their make-shift beds, and the roosters have been crowing us up for quite a while.  Today is Saturday, Krogsgaard moving day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first "new" in our lives is our house.  We gather our few belongings and head for our awaiting house in Lazaro Cardenas.  It is with mixed emotions that we say good-bye to Playa Azul.  Little seven year old eyes filled with tears as Logan said good-bye to friends that came over to play last night.  It hurts to leave those whom have become so dear in such a short time.  However, we feel confident that this move is better for our work.  We will be closer to those with whom we are spending study and mentor time.  It won't be long before those same seven year old feet and hands are running and playing with "new" friends in our "new" neighbourhood.  Our "new" address is:&lt;br /&gt;La Familia Krogsgaard&lt;br /&gt;Calle Santos Degollado No. 253&lt;br /&gt;Lazaro Cardenas, Michoacan&lt;br /&gt;Mexico  CP  60956&lt;br /&gt;(Yikes, I hope our street name is not a self-fulfilling prophesy. We have just learned that we will be living on "Beheaded Saints Street".)&lt;br /&gt;Our  Texas vonage phone number will remain the same, but it will not be connected until the middle or end of next week.  We will be phoneless and internetless for a while! (That will be "new", too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another "new' in our lives are our visas.  We had a safe, but long trip to the border.  We enjoyed spending time with Bob and Patti Grigg in San Antonio.   They were gracious hosts as we stayed a bit longer than we had expected.  We had several highlights of the trip:  worshiping with the house church that meets at the Griggs home; spending time with Bern's sister, Wendy, and brother-in-law, Bill, at the Riverwalk and  the Alamo; and spending Sunday afternoon in the lovely home of Carolyn and Lynn Anderson.  It was a good trip, and we are grateful for our "new" six month visas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been in the "investigation" mode of buying a "new" vehicle.  We have been grateful for the Buick Lesabre that my mother left us.  Being nine years old, like us all, it has its health issues.  While in Texas we checked out some more rugged vehicles that can handle the Mexican roads and topes (speed humps).  The Toyota RAV 4 seems to have a good rating.  On our way home, we also stopped by the Toyota dealership in Morelia.  With the dollar/peso exchange, it would be a good time for us to buy here in Mexico, but car registration, insurance, and other expenses seem to be much higher for a Mexican car.  So, being cautious buyers, we're thinking of putting a bit of repair work into the ol' Buick and try to keep it running a bit longer.  In the last 30 minutes of our trip a truck threw a substantial stone onto the windshield, so we now look through a "new" one inch stone hole (sigh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan is doing well with his "new" stitches in his foot.  He enjoys showing them off to everyone who is willing to look.  Is that a "boy" thing?  He was sad he couldn't take a "last swim" in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We look forward to worshiping in the "new" building again. We missed our family while we were away from them last Sunday.  We gathered for our Thursday cell group, and we immediately realized how much we had missed our dear family and friends from Mexico.  We are so very grateful to have the privilege to minister here in Lazaro.  We say it often, but can't say it enough--thank you to all who support us monetarily and in prayer.  We look forward to the many people we will meet in our "new" neighbourhood.  We would love to hear from you so we can hear all about your "news".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next week (hoping we will be "connected" by then),&lt;br /&gt;Bernard, Alicia and Logan Krogsgaard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2969283512553548440-7403333453103066309?l=mexsonshine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/feeds/7403333453103066309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2969283512553548440&amp;postID=7403333453103066309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7403333453103066309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2969283512553548440/posts/default/7403333453103066309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mexsonshine.blogspot.com/2009/02/krogsgaard-news.html' title='The Krogsgaard &quot;News&quot;'/><author><name>MexSonShine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13323095867778935049</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SMlXQBMcfEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0pSak9DtY7s/S220/IMGP2809.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2969283512553548440.post-7321955957172587476</id><published>2009-02-21T06:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:21:59.940-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes All Around Us</title><content type='html'>What's the saying:  The only constant thing is CHANGE?  We are feeling the impact of these words on several levels.  The church has made a move from its original house to a more permanent location, as I had written last week.  We are feeling growing pains of leaving the comfortable "known" to create a "new normal" in our present location.  The church is very excited about the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family is also feeling the effects of change.  Somewhat suddenly we have made the decision to move from our much loved life in Playa Azul to the city of Lazaro Cardenas.  We appreciate  the prayers of those of you who were following our decision-making days these last week.  It has been a difficult decision for us.  However, allow me to tell you how clearly God called us to Lazaro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the church contemplated the need to change to a bigger location, Bernard and I both began to think of our family's need to move into Lazaro.  The clincher is:  neither of us knew the other was thinking of such a change.  Our first five months in Playa Azul have been perfect in helping us renew our Spanish, getting Logan used to Mexican life, and forming relationships.  However, as our responsibilities have grown with the care of the baby Christians, we have found ourselves making the twenty minute trek from Playa to Lazaro up to ten times a week.  We also have had to give up various opportunities within the city because we live "out of town".  One afternoon, after touring the new church building, I commented to Bernard, "Maybe we should look at trying to find a house near the building."  Bernard's mouth dropped as he said, "That was just what I have been thinking."  So, off we went to look at the possibilities.  Our dear friend, Daisy, helped us several weeks by calling and directing us to various houses for rent.  Unfortunately most were more that our budget allowed, and those that we could consider were "real fixer-uppers".  As it seemed that finding a house in Lazaro was not a possibility, we strangely felt relived.  We were lamenting leaving our lovely community in which we had fit in so well.  We lamented leaving the school and other social activities, as well as the beautiful beaches that were  accessible to Logan.  We lamented leaving the pool that refreshes us as we continue to adjust to the tropical heat, and where so many of Logan's friends come to play.  We were ready to accept the fact that driving would have to be a part of our lives.  I continued to pray for God's guidance and began to be quite specific with God in what it would take for me to leave Playa.  I prayed that we would make our decision based on what was best for the work  of which we have been given the  opportunity to join.   There were four "requirements" for which I prayed concerning a house in Lazaro: 1) that it be close to the new building 2) that it be within our budget 3) that there be plenty of room for our family and to host groups for Bible Study, as well as for entertaining.  4) that there be an extra bedroom to host visitors from Canada and the United States.   We both felt at peace should we need to remain in Playa Azul.&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, we decided to take another drive through the area near the church building.  We soon found ourselves in a little area we had not yet driven.  Suddenly, from the back seat, Logan shouted, "Casa en renta!"  (House for rent).  Sure enough, directly behind the building there stood the nicest little house we'd ever seen.  Stopping to write down the telephone number, we decided that the rent would be more than our budget allowed.  However, we called our ever so accommodating friend to ask her to call about the specifics of the house.  Daisy phoned right back with the good news that the house was actually cheaper than what we are paying in Playa Azul.  Two of the four requirements had been met.  Daisy made an appointment for the afternoon to see the house.  Trying not to be anxious, I prayed that God would guide our decision.  Four o'clock finally came when we met the owners at the house.  Walking into the living/dining room, I thought it was a possibility.  Then when we saw that it had four bedrooms upstairs, TWO guest rooms rather than just one, I knew God had His hand in this house.  Although not perfect, it did surpass the four requirements that I had decided were needed in order to make a move to Laz&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SZo_BbL-wHI/AAAAAAAAASk/fhWakj6sBWA/s1600-h/house+in+Lazaro+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K6CxgQc0wDU/SZo_BbL-wHI/AAAAAAAAASk/fhWakj6sBWA/s200/house+in+Lazaro+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303620804892606578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aro.  Because the "find" was so sudden after deciding we would be content to stay in Playa,  Bernard wasn't as sure as I seemed to be that this was the house for us.  As we tallied the pros and cons, I told Bernard of the prayer I had been praying those last few days.  The next day we asked to go back to the house.  As soon as Bernard walked in for the second time, he too felt that it was God's provision to us in order to move into Lazaro.  We told the owners we would take the house.   Our possession date is Feb. 26!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we ever doubt the workings of our God in our lives???  In comparison to what some of our loved ones are having to deal with in their lives, deciding on moving from one rented house to another is a very small decision.  Yet, God cares about the details in our lives.  We have no idea what plans He has for us in leading us to make this move.  We are sad to say good-bye to Playa Azul, but we do look forward to opportunities of being closer to the baby Christians and their friends in Lazaro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were again encouraged today as we attended a birthday party for the grandson of our precious friend in Playa, Lena.  As soon as we sat down we were introduced to a young man named Jorge.  As it turns out, Jorge is a student at the technical school that is down the street from our new church building in Lazaro.  He was so very excited when we told him that we planned to make  E
