The pastor started coming to Shiloh for spiritual retreats way back in the beginning.  At least nine years ago, maybe nine and a half.  We've grown quite close over the years.  He calls us his parents.  In fact, we are always blessed when he comes.

She discovered Shiloh about seven years ago.  She has come here at random intervals over the years.  Even had her honeymoon here at Shiloh three years ago.  She and her hubby dropped over to introduce me to their 10 month old precious little girl.  Jim had already seen the baby, held her, and played with her.  That was a couple of months ago when he repaired their washing machine.  

Seven of us gathered around the table to eat a meal together.  The pastor just "happened" to sit directly across the table from the lady.  In fact this was the first time they had been at Shiloh at the same time. In the course of the leisurely meal, with conversations flowing all over the place, they discovered something. To their great surprise, they learned they are from the same tribe, the same village in the tribe, and this lady is even related to the Pastor's mother!  It would be a distant relationship, but they are related none the less.  

There is a saying about Shiloh that was coined by another pastor some years ago:  "People come to Shiloh to meet each other."