This marks a very special post, one I’ve been waiting for: our 1500th!

Thank you for faithfully reading. Thank you for praying for us. Thank you for your encouragement. It is a joy to share with you how the Lord Jesus works in our lives. It is a joy to be in the service of the King.

Set up went great this afternoon. We pulled Uriah into the vendor hall and quickly unloaded. We’re looking forward to what the Lord will do tomorrow–and after that–homeward BOUND!

Rejoicing in Jesus,


“Thou shalt fear the LORD thy God; him shalt thou serve,
and to him shalt thou cleave, and swear by his name.
He is thy praise, and he is thy God, that hath done for
thee these great and terrible things, which thine eyes have seen.”

Deuteronomy 10:20-21

“Check Your Passports!”

Here’s the story–finally!

Entering the United States went smoothly. About ten miles down the interstate, we stopped at a weigh station. It was a little unusual in that it was off the interstate in a small parking lot. As we finished, a vehicle pulled up in front of us, a man got out, and started running toward us, waving us down. Mom opened her window, and he said we should check our passports. We found that statement a bit confusing and maybe by the questioning look on our faces, he continued. He told us they had been behind us at the border. When it was their turn, they gave the agent their passports, but when he handed the passports back, there was an extra passport. They gave the extra one back to the border agent saying it wasn’t theirs. This man who stopped us said he was so glad the weigh station was open so he could catch us and see if we perhaps left one of our passports.

Sure enough, we counted, and we had seven–one short. We expressed our gratefulness to this man and headed back north. When we reached the border, a friendly US agent said, “Didn’t you just go south?” Yes, it’s true, our bus is hard to miss. Dad explained about our passport. Right then there was a knock on our door, and it was a uniformed border agent. We also saw an undercover SUV parked next to us. The agent from the SUV explained he had gone after us to give us the passport.

So, there you have it. An amazing story of the lost passport and how it was found. We praise the Lord for all the details that worked together for us to recover the passport. We were grateful for the kindness of the one man who followed us to inform us and the border agent who, far above and beyond the call of duty, came after us to return the passport. Border agents have a pretty thankless job, but we are grateful for the job they do and amazed at the professionalism of the squad at Pembina.

Eight US citizens thank you, Pembina!





“Bless the LORD, O my soul:
and all that is within me, bless his holy name.”
Psalms 103:1

A Step Into the Past

On Friday, we were blessed to tour the Mennonite museum in Steinbach, Manitoba. The city of Steinbach, founded by Mennonites, is packed full of Christian history.

Our conference coordinator was very kind to take us to the museum. We enjoyed the indoor area of the museum that informed us of the Mennonites’ lineage and culture.

My favorite part of the museum was the outdoor village. Replica houses, churches, printers, blacksmiths, barns, and a restaurant lined the streets. It was fascinating learning about their lifestyle. I couldn’t imagine the struggles they endured as they immigrated to Canada often during the autumn resulting in many deaths during the winter.

We were amazed at the small kitchens, knowing how much work those women would have done without electricity! Houses which attached to the barn, were called housebarns, which nicely described the functionality of the two buildings.

Thankfully the rain mostly held off till we were finished!

Jesus’ Girl,




A survival chest with basic items.
This quilt depicts a Mennonite settlement. It looks really pretty, but wait until you see the pictures below.
See how the squares look like fields, some with crops?
Now see the houses!






An old printer!
The blacksmith’s shop
Can you imagine working in your fields with this tractor?


A housebarn, looking down the hallway into the barn area.
Here’s where that hallway leads you to.
And finally, you end up here!
A summer kitchen. Don’t you love the floor?
The pioneers used Roman numerals to determine the correct location for the logs. In fact, because of that system they were able to transport this original house to that location. Here the family’s finding those numbers.



A replica of a house partially underground.

“We will not hide them from their children,
shewing to the generation to come
the praises of the LORD, and his strength,
and his wonderful works that he hath done.”
Psalms 78:4

Life at the RV Park

We arrived safely in Ft. Wayne last night. It was a pretty drive from Canada. We have a few days to work on projects (including two books!) before the Expo. The weather was gorgeous, and we are grateful for all the Lord allowed us to accomplish.

Rejoicing in Jesus,

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Spot Joseph, John, Anna, Jesse, and Mary. Hint: if you look closely, check the picnic bench to the left of the bus.

“But sanctify the Lord God in your hearts:
and be ready always to give an answer to every
man that asketh you a reason of the hope that is
in you with meekness and fear.”

1 Peter 3:15

Our Canadian Conference

We pulled into the church’s parking lot Thursday night, just before dark. The border crossing went smoothly. I had pre-filled import paperwork ahead of time, and all that was left was one form, which had to be done on their computer. We were grateful for how quickly everything moved along!


Manitoba definitely has more daylight hours this time of year than we experience in Kansas. Friday morning, we awoke feeling refreshed after a solid night’s sleep.

Here  are some aspects of being in Canada that I especially enjoyed this weekend.

    • When we were out walking and passed a sweet older couple, the man remarked, “It’s a lovely day.”
    • The Canadian accents, along with some who had German and Russian accents. Canadians also have great voice inflection.
    • Signs in French.
    • Quaint town names such as St. Jean Baptiste.
    • Hometown restaurants, bakeries, speciality shops, etc.
    • Friendliness, generosity, and Canadian hospitality.

God is very gracious to us, and it was again exciting to see Him work. Set up went smoothly. I don’t know how the time went so quickly on Friday, but before we knew it, it was 5 pm. This business session was our first time giving it in Canada, and it went fine. There were several business owners, but most were just interested in entrepreneurship and home businesses. After that, we moved into the sanctuary for the concert and Be Inspired! The younger five added an acapella Holy, Holy, Holy to their repertoire. I know I’m biased, being their sister, but I thought it was beautiful. They invest much time in practicing and refining their music, and they bless many families through it. We enjoyed meeting blog readers and making many new friends.

On Saturday morning, it was cold and windy. Since the end of February, we’ve been in winter, spring, summer, autumn, spring, winter, spring, and winter (all in that order). The bus’ heaters kept it nice and cozy, though.

The Saturday sessions ran smoothly. God has such clear purposes in every location He brings us to, and we know He will use the words spoken for His work. This weekend, the number of young people outnumbered the parents, which was unusual. In addition, they were very attentive, which is a delight.

We had many opportunities to encourage brothers and sisters in Christ. May the Lord bring fruit for His glory.

We also heard many incredible stories: a young lady who was in a severe accident five years’ ago, but her life was spared, and she is a living testimony to Him; families that have immigrated to Canada and overcome hardship, including learning another language; and families that began life in Manitoba with virtually nothing.

Thank you for standing with us in prayer. God works above and beyond what we could imagine or think.

Delighting in Jesus,


Practicing Friday afternoon.







Taking the coat-rack route to the next session. That’s one thing about being up north: they have tons of coat racks, another sign of the cold winters.







Dad’s room was full.
There were many babies and little children at the conference.
I walked out of the sanctuary and grabbed this picture.





Jesse saying good-bye to someone.



“Many, O LORD my God, are thy wonderful works which thou hast done,
and thy thoughts which are to us-ward:
they cannot be reckoned up in order unto thee:
if I would declare and speak of them,
they are more than can be numbered.”
Psalms 40:5

Happy Mother’s Day!

We are so grateful for the blessings of a godly mom. For thirty-six years, she has invested her time and energy into raising children for the Lord Jesus. A mom’s life is one of sacrifice and giving of herself, and Mom is an incredible example of that.

Even though this Mother’s Day is on the road, we’re making it a special day. As a little note of trivia, this is her first Mother’s Day that started in another country. In addition, we had some interesting “border excitement.” I’ll save that for another post! We are back in the States.

We love you, Mom! Happy Mother’s Day.

Happy Mother’s Day to all you moms too. As a side note, my heart aches for those who would love to have children but haven’t been able to. May the Lord fill your arms. Psalms 113:9: “He maketh the barren woman to keep house, and to be a joyful mother of children. Praise ye the LORD.”



Isn’t this so cute?

“She looketh well to the ways of her household,
and eateth not the bread of idleness.”
Proverbs 31:27