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Retreating to the mountains We met at the church at 10 Saturday morning: 10 kids, five adults, two cars, my RV (with my dog and cat on board). Loaded our gear in the vehicles, which already contained food for the weekend, including cookies and cake baked and sandwiches made at the youth group meeting Friday. And up the mountain we headed, with the kids gleefully communicating via walkie-talkie.
Lost about an hour going through Bailey, where they were having a memorial walk from the Platte Canyon High School shooting of a couple of years ago. Arrived in Fairplay just after 1. We had been invited to stay with Pastor Jim Cessna, a friend, who has a house there, complete with loft above garage (for the girls), teepee (for the boys), and national forest access. We unloaded, inhaled sandwiches and chips, and headed out to walk the area.
An hour’s hike, cookies and water and chips, and we spread out in the national forest to spend some time in God’s marvelous creation, reading about and practicing prayer. Far too short a time, from my point of view, and too crowded. I wanted to be on my feet, singing praises!
Sharing, cooking supper, eating inside because it was cold and windy and yucky outside! A tentative campfire (the wind died down; thank You, Lord!), s’mores, lots of singing (two guitars came along). Then we retired to the loft for some more music, sharing, devotions, and shared prayer time.
And then we went to bed. HA! I went to bed, in my RV, with my animals. And lay awake, partly from pain from all the activity all day, partly because the wind was rocking the RV wildly. The kids rampaged around, having a wonderful time, of course. The boys were supposedly in bed by midnight, where they shivered in the cold, or lay awake as the wind blew the sides of the teepee in and out. The girls were still up at 3 a.m., having run an errand of mercy to deliver blankets to the boys—open the teepee, throw in blankets, run giggling back to the loft, leaving the teepee flap unsecured. When I got up at 7, two boys and an adult leader were sleeping in the house.
So we cooked and ate breakfast inside, cleaned up, packed, and had a worship service together before heading back down the mountain, through the glowing aspen. Praise the Lord!
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