Are you frightened? At times I am. I wonder what the future will hold and how I will face it. Will I have the tools I need to face it? Will I be required to live through some difficult times or are we in the end times? Questions upon questions flow through our minds and like little children we find tears rolling down our cheeks and fear flooding our souls.
Darlene sent me a wonderful e-mail today. I read it and felt refreshing tears flow down my cheek. Since I have a heritage of Black Foot Indian in me, I was especially touched. I hope you too will find comfort in the fact that this Cherokee ritual may be a reflection of God.
Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youths' rite of Passage?
He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own.
The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him . Maybe even some human might do him harm.
The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It would be the only way he could become a man!
It was then that he discovered his father sitting on the stump next to him.
He had been at watch the entire night, protecting his son from harm.
We, too, are never alone. Even when we don't know it, God is watching over us, sitting on the stump beside us. When trouble comes, all we have to do is reach out to Him.
Moral of the story: Just because you can't see God, Doesn't mean He is not there.
"For we walk by faith, not by sight."
God loves you,