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 couldnâ€™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 werenâ€™t sure what the â€œQuebeciansâ€ 🙂 would think of bluegrass, but it was obvious they enjoyed it. Dad also preached from Godâ€™s Word warnings about the danger of being lukewarm. â€œI know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would that thou wert cold or hotâ€œ (Revelations 3:15).
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.