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Jessica Broberg

I'm an English Breakfast tea drinker who loves the color green. I enjoy reading, writing and baking and am a world traveler "wannabe". I am mother to three of the most amazing kids & am madly in love with my husband who just also happens to be my best friend. I am passionate about all things faith & family. We live a rather quiet & simple life...I wouldn't want it any other way.

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Emmanuel

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Emmanuel

This one word has followed me around this advent season. And to be honest, it has been following me around for most of this past year.

Emmanuel.  God with us. 

It seems fitting here as I gaze out the window at the beautiful fresh fallen snow on the ground. As I watch the snow flakes continue to fall onto the painted white ground. In the advent season, the days leading up to our Savior’s birth, the name Emmanuel is heard often. As we read scripture verses, as we sing hymns, it’s repeated over and over. And we think of the tiny newborn baby coming to be…with us. His amazing grace all wrapped up in swaddling clothes, laying in a manger. The first time Jesus is with us.

Where I didn’t expect to find Emmanuel was in the hot, dry heat of Zambia, Africa.

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Egg Nog Recipe

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Jessica Broberg

A favorite Christmas treat for our family is homemade Egg Nog. This year my 7-year old daughter Hannah helped me whip up  a batch for a Christmas party for our Kids’ Ministry Leaders. After sampling it for what she said was her first time ever she decided it was the most delicious thing she had ever tasted. We had to whip up another batch a few days later for our family to properly inhale, I mean enjoy. 🙂 It’s super easy & because it’s Christmas the calorie intake doesn’t count. Enjoy!

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Thank You 100M4HUNGER

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100M4HUNGER

To my friend.

Thank you for sharing your journey with us. For dreaming big. For showing us what it looks like to be wrecked by something and then putting action behind those feelings. 

Thank you for showing us that when you allow yourself to dream God-sized dreams, are obedient on your end, and then trust him to do his part…ANYTHING  is possible!  Thanks for the reminder that love is always reason enough.

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A Raw Interruption

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One of my favorite people that I’ve never actually met. That’s how I referred to her the other day to my sister-in-law. I was talking about my new friend, Jen Hatmaker.  She’s a fun, stylish, hilarious (with a healthy dose of sarcasm thrown in for good measure) mama that loves God with all her heart. The kind of person you are drawn towards. And when it comes to people like that you don’t have to actually meet them to feel like you know them.

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Of course, reading a book they’ve written will help forge that “sister love” pretty fast too. Anytime someone shares their heart and their faith journey with you it’s hard not to feel an instant connection, regardless of the miles between you. This is how it happened with me & Jen. She drew me in with her writing that gave me access to her zest for life, her “this is how it is” no nonsense approach to sharing the real her without all the pomp and circumstance.

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Beauty is in the Arms of the Holder

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beautyThey say beauty lies in the eye of the beholder.

It’s a romantic notion. But also one that suggests that beauty can somehow change or shift depending upon the person observing it. Take for example me. I’m not altogether sure most people would look at me and think I’m beautiful. I’d like to think I’m not overtly offensive to most, but still the word beautiful seems a stretch.  It’s a description we tend to save for those things or  people who are truly special to us.  The interesting thing is that while most would not bestow this title upon me, my husband does. He absolutely thinks I’m beautiful. At times it baffles me. Early on in our marriage I just flat out thought that he was full of it. That he was just flattering me.  But I’ve come to realize that he truly believes it. When he looks at me he sees more than just my outer or physical attributes, he sees who I really am. He knows me. And he believes me to be beautiful. And you know what?