our Harvest Hosts experience | Nationwide

Note to my regular readers: the post below about our Harvest Hosts experience was written in Niagara, NY the day before our truck engine drama began. Our breakdown suddenly became the most interesting topic to write about and this post got set aside. I am thankful to report that as of Monday evening we have successfully escaped Canada! I hope to write more about our exodus in the future. For now, you can hop on over to my Instagram feed to get a sneak peak of our new truck and the excitement our kids had as they ran into Grandma and Grandpa’s arms in Minnesota.

And now I will return to our previously scheduled programing…

Statistically speaking we should have had a disappointment by now. For the fifth time in five weeks we’ve parked our 5th wheel on a stranger’s property with nothing but a Harvest Hosts website linking the two of us together and each time our Harvest Hosts experience has been a new kind of magic.

Harvest Hosts experience

HOW DOES HARVEST HOSTS WORK?

What kind of crazy world do we live in now?

a) We can pull up a digital map on our cordless cell phone (ok just pause right there. Take in the fact that your mind would have imploded by that statement 15 years ago).

b) We can access the internet on said phone (remember when we could only use the internet in our house while seated at a desk?).

c) Next we choose a location where we want to travel to (in our mobile house on wheels–again, mind blown).

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our true home | celebrating Canada Day

Yesterday we’d hoped to be driving out of Canada. Instead, we are adjusting to the reality of a three-day delay in our truck repairs. Rather than searching for a place in Michigan to boondock for the night, we are in the unexpected position of attending Canada’s 150th anniversary celebration.

CANADA DAY

Today, July 1st, is Canada Day. Our RV neighbors sit outside sipping on beer with a Canadian flag emblazoned on the can while wearing red t-shirts with a large white maple leaf in the center. An “I Am Canadian” flag proudly stretches across the back of their RV. Fifty feet away, the juxtaposition* of our Idaho license plates make us the obvious imposters in the group.

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i choose to trust | lessons in faith

It’s morning. The day after the roadside storm that ended with our truck in the shop and us in an unexpected place of surrender.

Before my eyes adjust to the light streaming through my bedside window, I hear the birds. They are happy, flamboyant, carefree. Their jovial song serves as a strong reminder:

“Look at the birds of the air: They do not sow or reap or gather into barns—and yet your Heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his lifespan?…Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. Matthew 6:26-27, 2”

The truth is stronger than morning coffee. Thus my day begins with this simple prayer, “Lord, instead of worry, today I choose to trust in You. Remind me of that choice should I waver.

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sitting in quiet surrender | somewhere in Ontario

Just West of Lake Ontario, our hazard lights blink-blink-blink as the freeway traffic rushes past us, sending the vehicles into small sideways rocking motions. The truck, whose engine has been whispering notions of discontent for the past few hundred miles, has acted like a toddler and erupted into a full-blown tantrum. We are perched like birds on the shoulder of the road.

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