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everyone believes in something

The Great Spirit


PICTURED: Rev. Hawk is a practicing minister

His heritage is Sioux (Lakota)
Rev. and Missus Hawk can be contacted
care of
Amazing Grace Circuit Church

The following pop song has a prayerful, almost native touch to it. It is not related to the Hawke's ministry, but I like the message.
ARTIST: Norman Greenbaum
TITLE: Spirit in the Sky



When I die and they lay me to rest
Gonna go to the place that's the best
When I lay me down to die
Goin' up to the spirit in the sky
Goin' up to the spirit in the sky
That's where I'm gonna go when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
Gonna go to the place that's the best

Prepare yourself you know it's a must
Gotta have a friend in Jesus
So you know that when you die
He's gonna recommend you
To the spirit in the sky
Gonna recommend you
To the spirit in the sky
That's where you're gonna go when you die
When you die and they lay you to rest
You're gonna go to the place that's the best

Never been a sinner I never sinned
I got a friend in Jesus
So you know that when I die
He's gonna set me up with
The spirit in the sky
Oh set me up with the spirit in the sky
That's where I'm gonna go when I die
When I die and they lay me to rest
I'm gonna go to the place that's the best
Go to the place that's the best



Amazing similarities: Indians and Jews
The seeking: Everyone believes in something
Wiconi International - the Jesus Way
Roy Wilson, the medicine wheel (storyteller)
The peril of joining Church and State



One touch of nature makes the whole world kin.
Shakespeare



Look inside - and find God there


Living Sacrifice
ATONEMENT


Nature's Creation is Filled with God's Joy

joy-filled moment

The following is from Chief Luther Standing Bear

The white man does not understand the Indian for the reason that he does not understand America. He is too far removed from its formative processes. The roots of the tree of his life have not yet grasped the rock and soil. The white man is still troubled with primitive fears; he still has in his consciousness the perils of this frontier continent, some of its vastness not yet having yielded to his questing footsteps and inquiring eyes. He shudders still with the memory of the loss of his forefathers upon its scorching deserts and forbidding mountain-tops. The man from, Europe is still a foreigner and an alien. And he still hates the man who questioned his path across the continent. But in the Indian the spirit of the land is still vested; it will be so until other men are able to divine and meet its rhythm. Men must be born and reborn to belong. Their bodies must be formed of the dust of their forefather's bones.

Chief Luther Standing Bear, Lakota - Oglala band [1933]


Heaven's Blessing On This Land of America

On the State Capitol building of California are the words: "Bring me men to match my mountains." The cry of America from the beginning of its development has gone up that invitation for the great and noble to come and partake of the greatness of a heritage of freedom, and to give the land in which they live, be it village, hamlet, town or city.

God desires a people who can pioneer in physical, scientific and spiritual fields. He desires mankind not only to understand the purpose of their existence, but to courageously cast out all fear -- to march with their faces to the light, unwaveringly and uncomplainingly. He that they learn to humble themselves in great and mighty prayer that they might be a great people. No man is greater than his power to humble himself. He desires a people who can exercise faith to accomplish the things beyond human power.

"And he who receiveth all things with thankfulness shall be made glorious; and the things of this earth shall be added unto him, even a hundred-fold, yea, more."

Man shall not live by bread alone. Beyond the daily activities necessary to live comfortably, there must be a reaching, a desiring, a progress of the mind and soul.

Every man should live because upon his shoulders rests a divine responsibility.

Analee Skarin

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