Nia:wen to Grandmothers Rocking Chair-Council Of Native Grandmothers for sharing this. Native American Version of the 23rd Psalm The Great Father above is a Shepherd Chief. I am His and with Him I want not. He throws out to me a rope and the name of the rope is Love and He draws me to where the grass is green and the water not dangerous and I eat and am satisfied. Sometimes my heart is very weak and falls down but He lifts me up again and draws me into a good road. His name is Wonderful. Sometime, and it may be very soon, it may be very long, long in time He will draw me into a valley. It is dark there, but Ill be afraid not, for it is in between those mountains that the Shepherd Creator will meet me and the hunger that I have in my heart all through this life will be satisfied. He gives me a staff to lean upon. He spreads a table before me with all kinds of food. He puts His hand upon my head and all the tired is gone. My cup He fills till it runs over. What I tell is true. I lie not. These roads that are away ahead will stay with me through life and after, and afterwards I will go to live in the Big Tepee and sit down with the Shepherd Chief forever. So be it.
Posted on: Thu, 28 Nov 2013 06:53:46 +0000
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