
On Sunday afternoon immediately after the Freedom! retreat, Hilary and I hightailed it out of Minnesota just before the snow started. We were headed to see friends in the Sunshine State for a few days respite before accompanying our son Robin to Boston for the amputation of his left leg at the end of this month.
Despite the pressure to buy, we had as usual just trusted the Lord to give us our ‘seat assignments’ The man at the window looked quite ‘put out’ when we told him we had the two seats beside him. But he soon engaged and began talking to me about his worldwide retirement vacation experiences and before long had become quite relaxed and began asking me questions about ourselves.
A few hours later Bob sheepishly confessed that when he had bought his window seat, there had been an empty seat next to him and only a person on the aisle. He indicated he had hoped for more privacy, but admitted he had really enjoyed our conversation and hearing about our very full family life.
He said he always liked to book row 22. We smiled and told him we did not believe in ‘co-incidences’, only ‘God- incidences’. I then asked him if he knew that in the Bible the number 22 represented a “Son of light”? The conversation shifted beautifully.
At Orlando airport baggage claim, with a “Rivendell Live” CD in one hand and a warm handshake with the other, Bob bade farewell to his new friends. The Spirit of ‘Come on on on in’ had followed Hilary and I out of Rivendell and onto the Sun Country flight : – )
Steppng out of our cabin on the St.Augustine KOA the next morning, there right in front of me was our friends Larry and Jenn’s R.V.
It confirmed that my first order of business here was to write a report on the retreat as I had time for Reflection on what we had just experienced of God’s Grand Design

There is so much that could be said about the personal breakthroughs and visible transformations we witnessed over the 27 hours the 30 of us spent together at The Big Green House, but Father highlighted to me our final ‘Talking Circle” where we pass around the cross (pictured above on our communion table) as each person gets an opportunity to share their ‘take away’. This followed a joyous dance circle around the circular communion table where we had celebrated the Great Thanksgiving for our Father’s Great Love.
The tears began to flow with Raine. She and her daughter Mni had lived with us for 3 years. She said how blessed she was to be “home” again and to be surrounded by all these loving “Dad’s”. Everyone knew what she meant because she had shared her story of how God had been healing her wounding from her natural father and men in general.
The cross arrived with Andrew another Native American. He turned spontaneously to Raine. “Please will you forgive me as a man for all the evil we men have done to you?”
The quiet crescendo of tears and love in the room continued as two other women who had accompanied Raine from ‘the Rez’ spoke.
It took the first some time to tell her story, but everyone in the circle patiently entered into her journey from traditional spirituality through brokenness to a recent encounter with Jesus as he had come to her through dreams and now on the weekend through the people and through the creation signs we had been pointing out. She said, “This weekend has been a perfect answer to my prayers to Jesus that he give me what I need to continue on this new way with him.”
Autumn was next. She spoke of how this was the first time ever she had travelled more than 20 minutes away from her husband and son to whom she was deeply attached. But she had yielded to the leading to come. “As soon as I stepped through the door” she said. “ I knew I was with family.”
We received this email from her the day after she got home…..
“I have to share what I’ve experienced all day today. I really love Him. I keep having waves of just feeling Him close. Despite being so exhausted today, it just came in waves. That indescribable peace and craving to just lay in His arms. It’s so real. His love is so real. His adoration for us is so real. I really feel the freedom from all that was broken from me. It’s like I reached a place of feeling ’normal’. I don’t know how to describe it!”
More tears as Autumn passed the cross to Chrissy our “earthy” neighbor mentioned in previous blogs.
Chrissy held up the cross in a vaguely familiar fashion and began,
”I would like to thank the Academy…..”
Instantly everyone’s tears were replaced with uproarious laughter.
Chrissy then went on to talk about how she had “stopped going to church” many years ago. “If I was late or not dressed up like everyone else I was criticized and made a spectacle of. But in this house you are accepted just the way you are, and if you have to leave to do something they say, ‘Well come on back whenever you can.’”
Yes, we have seen some amazing healings and deliverances over the years, but the miracle I am describing here is the greatest one of all……how such a motley crew of men and women, marrieds and singles, young and old, rich and poor, Americans and Irish, Protestants and Catholics, religious and irreligious who were strangers to one another, but each known and drawn here by their one heavenly Father, can within a single day, of walking in the light in an environment of authentic love be forged into
…….. a real family.
I thought again of my new friend Bob on the plane and of a verse from the song we began and ended the retreat with:
Well I hear you’ve been traveling to the ends of the earth
You’ve been to the back of beyond.
You’ve been learning some lessons ‘bout what is of worth
So you’ve come to renew family bonds.
P.S. I jumped the gun a bit last week by saying this blog would be “Robin’s Story”. At the end of the circle, hours after the retreat was ‘meant’ to finish, Rita asked, “Could we please pray for you Robin?” He held up a tin of tuna, Saachi hadhanded him and laughingly said, “It’s really time I gave my kids some dinner.”
So we will get to “Robin’s Story”.….. right on time : – )