If I rise on the wings of the morning and touch Creator Yahweh with my prayer, He is there. If I settle on the far side of the sea far from the land of my grandfathers, He is there. If I make my bed with the evil one, that clever trickster, Creator Yahweh is even there. The darkness is not dark enough to hide me. The light reveals every essence of my being. There is no place I can flee from his mighty presence.

He created the innermost parts of me, the soul that outlives this weary body. He created my body as well and formed me in my mother’s womb. He leads me by hand through every storm and upholds me with his righteous right hand.

Wonderful are the works of Creator Yahweh. My soul knows that full well. Let shouts of joy resound in the camp! Yahweh. Yahweh. Yahweh. How awesome is our Great Chief and Captain!

Eagle People … Today’s reading is Psalm 139:7-14. Pleya gi. “Go with Blessings.”

(Photo by Sandy Cathcart of Aaron Gentry at Wiconi Living Waters Pow-Wow & Family Camp, 2014)