Hello Ya’ll
Well we left Lethbridge on Wednesday morning glad to be back on the road and yet a little nervous. We knew we were heading for the border and the idea of getting turned back had us all a tad anxious. When we pulled up to the border crossing we hoped that we wouldn’t get searched, we hoped that we wouldn’t have to explain why we had a litter of puppies on board, and most of all we hoped that the crossing guard wouldn’t ask us any questions that would raise any red flags. Of course we don’t have anything to hide and we’re not doing anything illegal. But a Motorhome with 2 dogs resembling pit-bulls (not to mention a litter of puppies) headed for no-where in particular with 5 children and no set date as to when we are going to be returning and with just enough money to get by isn’t necessarily your typical traveler. But Jesus was beckoning to us from the other side and he gave us favor with the border crossing guard. He didn’t ask us when we were coming back, nor did he inquire about the kids school (of course were road-schooling them), after boarding us he stooped to pet Ava and commented on a nice litter of pups she had. That was it. And with a wave we were there, finally. Our long awaited Journey across the US was begun.
Today, we visited Mt. Rushmore. It is amazing what one person will do for the love of his country. The world largest stone sculpture was sculpted by one guy and it took him 14 years. That’s dedication. One of the prominent things we’ve noticed as we have journeyed these last 3 days is the patriotic spirit here. American flags fly high and proud everywhere. Seeing the pride that Americans take in their country makes me prouder to be Canadian. I am inspired by their patriotic Spirit. And prouder still to be a citizen of the Kingdom of Heaven. Let your banner be lifted high, and raise Jesus up as a saviour for all.
1707 km’s in 3 days. Not bad. Today we trusted the GPS and learned a grave lesson. DONT TRUST THE GPS.
Our GPS decided that the best route through South Dakota was to take us through Badlands National Park, a couple reserves, and a handful of gravel roads in 50 mph winds on crappy secondary highways with no shoulder. Praise the Lord that we had a really awesome Truckers Atlas that helped us get back on the beaten path.
So far so good. We are all having a blast and Jesus has been blessing us with favor everywhere we go. Now I finally understand where the saying "Were going a mile a minute" came from. If we're travelling 60 mph, were going "a mile a minute" Hahaha
The Schafer


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