The extent

          I was almost done typing up the extent of the events from Sweden and Norway. I decided against it. If you want to know some of the specific stories I would be more than happy to tell you all about it; lets get coffee. Here's the basics. We were hugely blessed by one of the elders who is also a local and has been praying for Are and the area for years. She was so blessed by us and what we shared, by what she saw God doing through us that she came back to town a few days later to pray with us.
          We ended up in Hemsedal, Norway after 17 hours traveling via 3 different trains. It was a fun time and on one of our layovers we got to entertain the whole train station with the games we were playing. We were the token, loud Americans. We got to spend a lot of time with the leaders of the Hemsedal Lighthouse for the weekend we got to spend there. They treated us so special and it was so good to be with family. On Saturday we all spoke at mini conference the Lighthouse Hemsedal crew had set up. We taught on worship and prophetic. It was a lot of fun and a strange experience in some ways. The Scandinavian culture is known for being very straight faces. It was interesting to take only ten minutes and share my heart on a lifestyle of worship with out seeing a single smile, nod, or even disagreeing look. Nothing. When we were all done and were breaking for lunch I, as well as others in the group, had at least one if not more people come thank us for sharing. They let us know their thoughts on everything and it was strange because I would have never guessed it from their expressions. God really showed up and opened doors, hearts and minds for the message He had given us for Norway. We really got to bless the core group, Havard and his wife Elisabeth who are heading up with the Lighthouse, as well as Maria and G. The family dynamic was amazing and one of my first few experiences with introductions to Lighthouse family. I was blown away by how much it felt like home.
          God was doing a work in me of family before I even met the people. The sun had set minutes after we got on our long train ride to Hemsedal but there was something familiar about the hills we were traveling through. I had never been there before this trip and somehow it was as if I had taken that train ride many times. Home is where the heart is and I had spent some time praying for the family and the area, and at the moment this strange country felt like home, my spirit knew they had been praying for us as  well. Our hearts and spirits had been in the same place for a while and we were all home.