Warrior, when one enemy becomes two and two becomes twenty and help is still far away, lost in a place where you cannot touch her, wait for a double portion of Creator’s Spirit. Bow your face to the ground and cover yourself with dust. Let your body cleave to the ground as one who belongs to it. For Yahweh’s sake we are killed all the day long; we are accounted as sheep for the slaughter. But do not let despair become your sister.

Creator Yahweh lives and rules in all dimensions and his Holy Spirit is able to touch and know every creature at each and every moment. Spirit is not limited to time and space. His thoughts about you outnumber the grains of the sand. He alone knows your frame. Before you utter one word, He knows it completely. How can you not trust him?

Eagle People … Today’s reading is 2 Samuel 22:1-11. Pleya gi. “Go with Blessings.”

(Photo by Sandy Cathcart, Wiconi Powwow, 2009)