Magog, Quebec. When a person thinks of the word Magog, it may bring to mind the mention of it in Revelation. Magog, Quebec is a quaint little town nestled among the rolling hills and small mountains in the southern edge of Quebec.

We were going to spend Monday and Tuesday nights at a camp outside of town, and the hosts had graciously arranged for us to stay in a small home there. When we drove in Monday afternoon, it became apparent that Uriah couldn’t turn around, plus trying to get in at night in the dark would be practically impossible with the trees. So, we backed out of the camp (with John directing Dad and several of the family had windows open and were cautiously watching out the sides), and we went to the church. Dad and another father drove around town to find a hotel for us to stay at, while the rest of us unloaded for the conference.

The first night we did our normal Encouragement for the Homeschool Family conference, but then the next evening, we gave our Gospel Bluegrass Concert with an evangelistic emphasis. We weren’t sure what the “Quebecians” would think of bluegrass, but it was obvious they enjoyed it. Dad also preached from God’s Word warnings about the danger of being lukewarm. “I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would that thou wert cold or hot“ (Revelations 3:15).

Practicing Tuesday afternoon.

Tuesday afternoon we attended an outdoor baptismal service for two young people, who were the children of the conference coordinator. It was a blessing to see their obedience to the Lord: they braved the cold temperatures to proclaim their faith in the Lord Jesus.

Two families there in Quebec graciously provided us with lots of food: from homemade crescent rolls, to breakfast foods, to ice cream, to lunch for today, and much more! Thank you for blessing us.

A basket of donuts with maple syrup that was given to us.

Joseph doing another tune up beforehand.

A group of us girls Tuesday night.

Helping carry out boxes last night.

The fall scenery has been so pretty the last week. There was a pretty maple tree outside of the church in Magog, and Mary and I took some pictures there.

We were calmly driving down the road this afternoon through New Brunswick, enjoying the rolling red hills dotted with yellow, and the streams that trickled through the trees.

Beautiful scenery

When Dad urgently exclaimed, “We’re in trouble!!” and started hitting the brakes. I glanced into the rear view mirrors to see what the problem was and saw smoke poring out back of the bus. Dad told the boys to grab the fire extinguisher as he pulled to the side of the road. I had meanwhile hurried to the back, because Christopher was asleep and I was picturing the whole bus to be in flames in a matter of minutes. As soon as the bus door was open, the boys jumped out with the fire extinguisher and ran to the engine. After ensuring that Christopher was awake, I followed the rest. They had found that there was a big coolant leak, and we lost all of it. The “smoke” was actually steam from the coolant coming in contact with the hot exhaust pipe.

Dad surveyed the damage and soon started to work on repairing the leak. From our collection of tools and supplies he used the following: hose clamps, black tape, and a scrap piece of radiator hose that wasn’t the right size. After Dad taped the hole, he split the hose and used hose clamps to clamp it over the black tape and the hole. Since we didn’t have enough water to put back in the system, Dad sent Christopher to see if he could find some water nearby. Christopher headed across the highway, which wasn’t busy, to the wooded median. He found a large puddle which looked as if it had been apart of a stream at one point. The water looked relatively clear so we filled up as many used anti-freeze bottles as we had. We filled the system and were thankful that Dad’s fix was successful.

Joseph

John--pouring in the water and antifreeze.

John, picking up the cones. See the coolant on the pavement?

Even though the coolant issue wasn’t on our agenda we were grateful for how the Lord blessed.

1.    We had the supplies to patch the hole.
2.    That the highway wasn’t busy.
3.    Beautiful scenery
4.    Water nearby
5.    Cool temperatures

Tomorrow morning as soon as the businesses are open we will start looking for the proper hose to replace the make shift repair.

“But my God shall supply all hour need according to his riches in glory by Christ Jesus” (Phillipians 4:19).

Serving Jesus,
Anna

Yesterday (Wednesday) had a little unusual twist. We were going to set out for an afternoon of sightseeing, but one of the tires was low on air, so we needed to find some place to get the air put in the tire. The Lord provided a truck tire center (in the small town we’re at!), and not only were they able to look at the tire, they spent two hours fixing the problem (there was a hole in the tire). On top of that, Dad couldn’t believe how little they charged. We decided to change our plans for the afternoon, and instead went back to the Confederation Bridge, which is a 13 km bridge that connects New Brunswick to Prince Edward Island. We enjoyed our time there, and we’ll be headed out today for the original sight-seeing goal: North Cape.

There is often a camera around .

Joseph and John climbed down a pile of rocks.

Confederation Bridge

Walking back to Uriah after looking at the bridge.

Only for Jesus,
Sarah for the rest