We borrowed Lisa Rudiger’s Settlers of Catan game and decided that a good place to play it would be in the middle of the road.  We set up the board and played our game.  Then we had to go somewhere, so we decided to just leave the game out - we’d put it up when we got back.

In the car on the way back it began to snow heavily.  It was beautiful and we were all very excited.  Then we remembered that we’d left Lisa’s game out in the middle of the road - oh no!  Well, it was certainly ruined by now.  We made plans to order a new game online for Lisa, and have my mother bring it when she comes in a week or so.  In the mean time, we could let Lisa have our game.

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I was at Coresco alone late one night when a van pulled up outside, a couple of kids got out and began taking two small dead bodies out of the van and putting them in a ditch. As I called 911, one of the kids looked up and saw me. I completed the call, but too late remembered that the door was unlocked. A few of the kids came in. The leader was 10, and way tougher than any 10 year old should be. Turns out they were all brothers and sisters - 14 originally, now 12 with the death of 2 of the younger ones. We were at Coresco a long time before I realized that the cops weren’t coming. The 10 year old basically kidnapped me, and took me back to their house.

At first I was scared, but back at the house I was overwhelmed with sorrow and pity for these kids. Never in the history of man has there been a more disfunctional family. Dad (who was actually around) was the most useless, pathetic, weak person I’d ever met, and Mom (who wasn’t around anymore) had made no bones of the fact that she didn’t love any of her kids. Each kid had a wildly different problem. They seemed to be raising eachother. I saw one kid feed the baby with raw egg and a syringe, then throw her down on a bed for the night. It was explained to me that the baby never slept anyway. I went to the baby, changed her diaper, held and rocked her to sleep, and put her in a proper crib. Then I spent time with the oldest child, he was 16 or 17 and a disaster. He didn’t talk anymore. But when I sat down next to him, he actually told me what was bothering him. We had a great talk.

It was like that with all the kids, even the scary 10 year old - it was like they were actually dying for someone’s attention and love. All I had to do was care, and they completely fell apart. In the dream it was very clear that the Holy Spirit was helping them to open up, and helping me to know what to say.

I actually only got to spend time with the oldest few of the group before it was time for me to go home, but I had made plans to return and spend more time with them soon.

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