The Border
Well, we finally crossed the border into the US. It took over an hour of waiting, interrogation and prayer. I was fine until they invited me into the back room and began the questions while snapping on rubber gloves. After they gave Shauna the same treatment, all eight of us sat forever in a small waiting room – reserved for those of us who feel like criminals (guilty ‘til proven innocent) – while they searched our vehicle and our belongings. The one suspicious substance they found was a small jar of swedish bitters, our family cure all. Once they decided we were not a hazard to homeland security, they suddenly became nice and gave us a thirty day business permit. Our prayers were answered and we were on our way. We are now a couple hours behind our itinerary and are trying to make up time. We would like to see my brother in Chicago on the way through, but are not sure we will have the time!
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Greg
Out of Time!
Both motorhomes failed inspection and we are now out of time. We are leaving tomorrow for Homeschool Camp northwest of Edmonton, then immediately heading east the day after we return, so we need to put the idea of a motorhome behind us. Fortunately, in the spring, God blessed us with a tent trailer that sleeps eight, along with a van big enough to pull it. Our “Plan B” has now become “Plan A.” We were all very disappointed to not have the motorhome to use for school on the road, and our prayers are for contentment with what God has already provided. We also know that the cost of gas will be much less, and it be will easier to navigate urban areas. We also won’t be tempted to keep a motorhome we can’t afford, rather than selling it as we planned! So now we are in a flurry trying to adjust and pack. Can’t wait to get started!
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Greg
Motorhome
We would like to be able to edit and homeschool while traveling, so we are looking for a motorhome. We are surprised that for a little bit older model, the price is much less than we thought. Our plan is to buy in the fall, when it is a buyers’ market, and sell in the spring, which will be more of a sellers’ market. We are asking God to supply a reliable one, from a seller willing to give us a good 
price. Today we are deciding between two and are praying for God’s wisdom and provision in our decisions!
Change of dates for San Antonio Christian Film Festival
Josts and Lammimans in San Antonio at the 2009 FestivalOne goal for our documentary is to enter it in The San Antonio Christian Film Festival, which was to be held in February 2010. We expected an October submission deadline, so were on a tight time frame to complete this project. Yesterday the festival announced a change of dates, due to construction at the convention center. The festival will now take place in October 2010 and the submission deadline is now in June! The time pressure has now evaporated, but we still want to try to stick with our timeline so we can begin a new project in November. Now we are asking God whether we need a motorhome for this trip or not. We had planned on editing on the road in the motorhome. This still seems like a great idea, but not as urgent. We are looking for God’s provision and leading.
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Greg
The First Miracle
The first miracle of our trip happened on the first day we arrived in Milk River. We were planning on camping at Writing on Stone Provincial Park near the Josts. We hadn’t realized that this year the park began accepting reservations through a new online system. When we turned off Highway 4, the sign to the park, which was still a half hour away, said “Campground Full.” If we didn’t stay at that park we would be commuting long distances, so we decided to see if it was completely full, praying as we drove. It was getting late when we got to the next turn-off. Again the sign read “Campground Full.” We decided to continue the last ten minutes to see if there was one spot available and speculated how God might make it so. We saw RVs leaving and thought they may have been turned away. When we arrived at the gate, the sign read “Campground Full.” We drove into the park to the registration office. She said there was nothing available, but would check her computer for the following night. When she did, she said, “I don’t believe it, someone just cancelled! I just turned someone else away five minutes ago.” This little answer to prayer saved us hours of driving to and from our visits to the Josts home. Thank you, Lord!
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Greg