When I was a kid, we didn't have cell phones, tablets, or video games for entertainment and amusement. We read books, magazines, and comics, and among my favorites where Highlights, Reader's Digest, and Marvel. On the last few pages of comic books were ads, and one consistent ad was for...Sea Monkeys! And boy, was I fascinated with them. I'd always ask my mom if we could buy some, and she always said no. Dang it!
Still, I imagined looking into a magical world in a jar, watching sea monkeys floating and swimming through the water. Even after making several pleas ("...but so-and-so's mom bought them for so-and-so!..."), my mom let adequate time go by for me to discover that sea monkeys were actually just brine shrimp. Then she brought me back to reality; we had an aquarium with a water turtle named Freddie, and I'd watch him play with the algae-eaters and guppies. Plants and colorful gravel covered the bottom of this little world that he lived in...he even had a large rock where he could "sun" himself under a light. We would dig up worms in the backyard for him to eat, and I would watch as my Dad dropped a big nightcrawler into the tank. Freddie would scoot off the rock, plop into the water, and as the nighcrawler curled around his face, he would gobble it up. Who needs a little jar of brine shrimp when we had already created a whole ecosystem for my first beloved pet?
I've also realized how relentless I was as a kid, being sucked into all kinds of things I wanted...like an EasyBake Oven. I so wanted one for Christmas or birthdays, but never got one. ("...but so-and-so's mom bought them for so-and-so!..."). Again, my mom let adequate time go by, and one day she replied: "Why would you want one of those, when I can teach you to cook and bake in a real oven?" And she did.
Life has become so complicated with the thinking that we need 'bigger-better-faster-stronger'. The latest phone or tablet, the latest car, the latest apps. But the simple truth lies within the confusion between wants and needs (and the associated costs). Didn't need an EasyBake Oven. Didn't need Sea Monkeys. I wanted them, but didn't need them...and I found that what I already had was way better than what I ever thought I wanted.
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? Can any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life?"
Matthew 6: 25-27
Simple Truths
So, what do Easy Bake ovens and sea monkeys have to do with truth? Most of us want to protect children from the harsh realities of life, with the hope that they'll become healthy, happy adults. We want them to be happy, but we also need them to be smart and safe. Nurturing and raising children is a tough job, and sometimes we think we don't have the tools we need to do it. But like my mother, parents can become quite resourceful when it comes to teaching children the most important things they need to carry throughout their lives. And one of those important, simple truths is: Everything takes work to work.
This week, a very smart, wise friend reminded me that you have to have an understanding of a problem before you can find the solutions. It can be difficult living in a world where we're conveniently spoonfed the "answers" through AI or social media. Doesn't take too much work to ask AI a question, but it does take work read and to sift through all the fabrications...trying to discern through what is true and untrue; what is real and unreal. We can spend a lot of time and money on things we might think are necessary to help us, rather than gain the understanding of what or how they might impact, influence, and affect us and generations to come. And sometimes, the very tools and fabrications we consume and internalize can become a part of the very problems we try to solve. Instead of grounding ourselves in reality and remembering what we've learned throughout our journeying, we get sucked back into becoming confused children. Crazy, huh!
"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives; the one who seeks finds; and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened."
Matthew 7: 7-8
"Is it possible to exist in a world of sea monkeys?"
I realize it's not the best-worded hypothetical question or koan, but it's simply put. However, in context of what I'm writing today, I asked AI this very question (without context), and this was its response:
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"Yes—if you mean a miniature aquatic world inhabited almost entirely by “Sea-Monkeys.” They’re actually brine shrimp (Artemia), and in a carefully maintained tank, they effectively live in their own tiny world.
A human couldn’t physically live in that world: it is too small, extremely salty, low in oxygen, and lacks everything we need to survive. But you can create and observe a thriving Sea-Monkey ecosystem—complete with algae, bacteria, reproduction, competition, and generations of inhabitants. So, from their perspective, a world of Sea-Monkeys is entirely possible. From ours, it’s a fascinating little civilization in a tank."
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I've been in situations that were "extremely salty, low in oxygen", where I've literally had to struggle to breathe. I've been in tanks that limited any hope of existing, much less thriving. I've been plopped into systems, climates, and micro-climates where I've had to learn to adapt for the sake of sustainability. I've been subjected to being put into labeled tanks...a member, a subscriber, a "valued customer", a number, a statistic, an algorithm. I've been held captive to the thoughts swimming around in my own head...fear, worry, depression, and doubt. I've had moments in my life where I would look in the mirror and think: "Who are you? Who have you become?"
It took time for me to realize that being a victim...to everything thrown at me, in a myriad of environments and micro-climates...prevented me from understanding the truth about myself. I don't want to live in fear. I don't want to be depressed. I don't want to be around people who use and abuse me, and then just throw me away. I don't want to struggle just to survive. I don't want to spend money on things that destroy my health, my mind, my behavior. I don't want to question my own existence.
I had to take ownership of myself, and understand what it is that I needed, not wanted: I needed purpose in my life, beyond my circumstances and control. I needed a job and the tools to be productive. I needed a good environment, a place to live and call home. I needed to live within my means. I needed to be around genuinely good people who were positive, encouraging, and understanding, and I needed to be the same with them. I need to smile, to laugh, to be happy. I need to be loved.
If you identify with any of that, the solution is and always has been: Love.
"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."
1 Corinthians 13: 4-7
An environment of Love is what everyone wants and needs! So rather than being a slave to unhealthy environments and associations...instead of wondering what brand of sea monkey I was, or what brand others wanted, expected, or labeled...I took ownership in becoming the person I truly needed to be, no matter where I was or where fate would land me the next day, next week, or next year, five, ten, or twenty.
Believe me, it isn't easy. Doing the hard thing never is. But the more I was able to admit and take ownership, the more I was able get a jump-start on being the self I needed to be. I stopped being in abusive, unhealthy relationships because I finally recognized the cycles of insanity. I stopped drinking because it impaired my health, judgment, and reasoning (and quite frankly, made me feel like shit). I started limiting my caffeine intake because I discovered that it affects/disrupts my flow of concentration. I started using AI more as a tool to help me gain some knowledge and understanding, not be spoonfed fabricated answers that it thought I wanted to hear. I started surrounding myself with the Nouns...people, places and things...that were meaningful to me and helped me live a healthy, sustainable, happy life.
"For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the measure of faith God has given you."
Romans 12:3
Being in the world, not of it. The more I was able to honestly take ownership of my own heart, mind, body, and spirit...the more moments that revealed the truth of lessons learned, regardless of the tanks I was compelled to swim in...the more I became aware and discovered the places which were either filled with Love...or systematically and cyclically lacking it. Achieving that physical-mental-spiritual balance is a lot of work! But that's what it takes, and at least now I'll know if I made poor choices, because I'll inevitably feel and often regret them later. Same with the things I buy, the places I go, or the people I meet along the way. And I'm not perfect; I make mistakes, I'm human. Perfect isn't!
“Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye."
Matthew 7: 3-5
I also learned not to waste time and play blame games about the issues, problems, and chaos going on in the world...but I do need to have an untainted knowledge and understanding of the problems before they can be adequately addressed (and that can be very hard to do in today's climates). I don't have all the answers; no one does! What I simply need is to do the work it takes in my own backyard and in my own skin. Am I a sea monkey, or a human being? If I don't have my own shit together, how could I ever understand or be considerate of those who might be swimming around in the many tanks of anger, hurt, confusion, and trauma? (All the while, being wary about how "hurt people hurt people"...I have to really work hard and be cautious enough to not get sucked into the hoses!) But I'm smart enough to know that all anyone wants or needs is Love. That's the answer everyone has, and the only one that matters. If we'd all work on Love as the answer, for ourselves and others...maybe that would solve a majority of problems.
Sometimes I find myself alone, but I'm never lonely. Every day I try to take moments to do things I love. I love grinding and smelling my (decaf) beans for my morning coffee. I love my moments of prayer and meditation with my Creator. I love playing my wood flute. I love trying to stay positive and maintain a sense of humor through a bad day. I love to cook (experimentally, lol). I love to laugh...even at myself! I love "Facelook" time, visiting with friends over coffee or a good meal. I have one game on my phone that I love to play (it's a word game). I love the smell of sagebrush on the open prairie...
I love my community and tribe, and the good people I associate and partner with. And quite honestly, I don't necessarily like meetings (and I attend quite a lot of them), but I do love productive ones where like-minded folks work together in the same "think tank"...where there is understanding and hope for goals and objectives to be accomplished and successful. And at the end of the day, I love to go home, draw in and breathe out a sigh of relief, kick off my shoes, shed the uniform, take off all the hats, peel off the 'labels'...and then do more of the things that I love as I watch the sun set on another day.
Simple truth? Time is all we have. Can I, by worrying, add a single hour to my life?
Love really is all we need. For everyone, including ourselves.
All You Need Is Love
By John Lennon & Paul McCartney
There's nothing you can do that can't be done
Nothing you can sing that can't be sung
Nothing you can say, but you can learn how to play the game
It's easy
Nothing you can make that can't be made
No one you can save that can't be saved
Nothing you can do, but you can learn how to be you in time
It's easy
All you need is love
All you need is love
All you need is love, love
Love is all you need
There's nothing you can know that isn't known
Nothing you can see that isn't shown
There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be
One of the biggest reasons I came back to my hometown of Riverton was because I just couldn't afford to live in California anymore. After 35 years, the cost of living and salary/wages of my occupation(s) were just not sustainable. I even had to experience the stress of homelessness, and as I was praying through tears, trying to figure out what I was going to do...God put me on the path that led me home. And if it weren't for family and the friends who helped me, my discouragement levels might have escalated to a point of utter despair. Trials and challenges will always exist, but when faith is strong, love and hope endures.
As I've 'assessed the scene' of our local economies and approach Tuesday's primary elections, I admit that I've starteded to get that feeling as I did back when I lived California. We're at a turning point...several, in fact...where the choices we make will determine the outcomes for a sustainable future. It can be difficult to choose the right people who will do the right things for the right reasons, when we feel the effects of the wrong people doing the wrong things for the wrong reasons...or haven't effectively done the jobs they were elected to do.
It's easy to watch a "Candy-Date" forum...where candidates might throw out candy to the public like kids at a parade. But in truth, those aren't the people I want answering my questions. I would rather ask employees. I would rather ask the bookkeeper, the accountant, the office clerk. I would rather ask the administrative assistant, the cop, firefighter, EMT, the nurse, the mechanic, the driver, the roughneck, the teacher, the student, the librarian, the waiter/waitress, the food vendor, chef, line cook, housekeeper, landscaper, etc. Those are the people I'm interested in talking with.
Wheels Up: Our Friendly Skies
I don't use the airport. I'm more of a road-tripper...I actually don't mind driving to Casper, Denver or Salt Lake City, plus I have family and friends in those cities who I can make a point to visit while I'm there. I also don't mind picking up my friends and driving through our beautiful state and stopping at places along the way (like Farson for ice cream!) or visiting Main Street downtowns for a quick foodie tour, or to do some shopping. Gotta get that Wyoming bucking horse hoodie! As of late, gas prices have pretty much grounded me from road-tripping, but I do have friends from out-of-state who have expressed interest in visiting Wyoming, and they've asked: "Do you have an airport?" It's nice to be able to reply: "Why, yes we do!"
I recently interviewed our Chamber's Executive Director, Cindy Olsen-Roden, as the business Spotlight for the Downtowner's Newsletter this month, and she said that "tourism is hard" in Riverton. We do have individuals, businesses and organizations that utilize our airport, and I like to think that we will continue to have "friendly skies" for them. But I'm also thinking about those who support the airport's economic future...consider its development, mindful of the assets Riverton has while building and sustaining our local economy. As Cindy described our city as a "drive-thru", we're quite an important one...a central hub for both business and tourism...not just for ours, but for those who visit, stay, and play in other towns well.
From a disaster viewpoint (as I put on my 'emergency management hat')...having an airport is an advantage above communities who don't. The transport and delivery of emergency supplies, the ability to fly out critical patients, flying in blood supply, flying in doctors and medical professionals to our hospitals. Depending on the level of disaster or crisis, the ability to fly in DHS workers or Red Cross volunteers from across the country to a commercial airport is also an advantage, allowing help to arrive within hours instead of days, sometimes even weeks. I've been through two mock disaster exercises at the Riverton airport, and all our first responding agencies contribute and brief each other on what went well and where we could do better as far as response. It's all connected!
I am also pleased that community events are held that bring the community together, like the upcoming "Wheels At Work" (see poster below) this Saturday. Bringing our families to events like these can inspire our children and youth to be pilots or flight nurses, or take a vocational path such as a flight mechanic, line service technician, air traffic controller, security officer, etc. Providing job opportunities for an asset such as an airport is also an important part of career development and a sustainable future for the employed.
Wheels on the Bus (go round and round)!
The same can be said for our wheels on the ground: Public transportation. Do I use it? Have I used it? No, I hop in my car and drive myself to the station or various meetings and community events. Will I always have a car? I don't know. Will I always be able to drive? I don't know, but I've been legally blind before and been in the seat of Miss Daisy, so I'm familiar with the stress of not knowing.
I've taken public transportation in the cities I've lived in...BART in San Jose/San Francisco, WeGo Public Transit in Nashville, SacRT in Sacramento, AmadorTransit in Amador County (CA). Sometimes they had routes and schedules available to get me where I needed to go, sometimes not. I used Lyft and Uber when I was visiting Washington D.C., but they also had public transportation alternatives in my itinerary (including to and from the airport). Just knowing I could use public transportation as a 'plan B or C' backup plan gave me peace of mind.
Transportation is a huge part of economic infrastructure, and WRTA does an excellent job. Just SafeRides alone contributes greatly to community safety in ways we might not know of or see on any given weekend.
Wheels on the Ambulance: Care on the Ground
For the past 10 years, EMS operations in Fremont County and the WRIR have been under contract with several different corporate entities: Guardian Flight, Guardian, AMR, GMR, and now Frontier (Priority). The County has paid a subsidy to keep operations running under these companies. However, what some folks may not know is that the County owns the assets (three stations/a crew house, the ambulances, heart monitors and other equipment), which are severely depreciating and have gone through more than a decade's worth of overhaul and maintenence. Our EMTs are doing the very best they can with what they have. They are the service.
Whose fault is it, that we're in the situation we're in with EMS? Well...who owns the assets? The County. The contract with Priority was supposed to be negotiated and done by June 30. Now, because of a lot of hemming and hawing, the service is running under an extention of that contract which ends on October 1st. The County Commission has had ample time to either put the service out again for RFP, or negotiate/re-negotiate the current contract. With no foresight, and little attention to the rising costs of operations, they chose to kick the can for months and put off the fate of FCEMS until at its most critical juncture.
Fortunately, Fremont County Association of Governments (FCAG) did have the foresight back in August to form the Joint Committee for Funding Key Services, and eventually, the Regional Ambulance Service Evaluation Committee. Since last September, these committees have worked tirelessly in crunching numbers, creating models, planning project phases that have been presented to FCAG, city and town councils, and most recently, the Intertribal Council...all aware of critical deadlines approaching for sustainability and funding options and opportunities to keep these services going. Even executives from Priority sat in on several of the JCFKS and RASEC meeting, so they were well-informed and aware. Where was the County? Good question.
A side note...back before corporate interests took over the service, a 1/2-cent sales tax just for EMS was presented as a potential means for funding operations. The commissioners shot it down. That was over 10 years ago. If that tax...a 1/2-cent...had gone through back then, we would not be in the situation we're in today. A little foresight goes a long way.
Do you see why it is so important to understand and know what and who to vote for? Accountability and sustainability go hand in hand.
We, the People.
Everything takes work to work, and the burden of leadership is a great one to bear. Because, after an election, what is considered, decided, and done (or not done) from the top greatly affects those who are boots-on-the-ground, doing the work that makes all of the wheels turn. We expect our leaders to be held morally, ethically, and fiscally accountable...and if they haven't been, it's quite a mess to have to clean up.
Fiscal accountability. Before that can even happen, the funds actually have to be there. But when past councils, commissions, and administrations haven't been held accountable, funding becomes scarce to nil, budgets become a more of a shell game, and there is a lack of oversight/checks and balances, essential programs and services cut...it is unfortunate to discover that we end up bearing the brunt of failed leadership.
As voters, we too have a responsibility. It might be easy to rally around and vote for our friends, collegues, or political cohorts during an election year...but not really know just how qualified or effective they'll be while in office. Once backs are against the wall, it might be easier to just yell "No more taxes!" and let the cards fall where they may. It might be easier to sit back, point fingers, troll on social media, and play the blame game. But do we really read, or just skim? Where were we during council or commission meetings? Where were we when proposals and resolutions were being reviewed and decisions being made? A lot of us are working, trying to hold the line! It can be difficult when cards go up in the air, fall all over the floor...and then some of us end up having to be the clean-up crew because others didn't do their jobs.
Election years are not popularity contests, or panels with narratives tossed out like candy to the masses, or like texting in your vote for the next 'American Idol', or about choosing who makes the best cheeseburger or Indian taco. It's not a multiple-choice test where you randomly fill in the circles and hope for the best.
The voting booth is a very powerful place and an institution that amplifies the Constitutional (and Tribal!) voice of the People. It is about who we're putting our trust in, and about making carefully informed decisions about where we're placing our "lives, fortunes, and sacred honor" as we approach our various polling places...and having the hope that the leaders who take their seats will listen to and serve their constituents with wisdom, foresight, and integrity.
"But the Pharisees and the teachers of the law who belonged to their sect complained to his disciples, “Why do you eat and drink with tax collectors and sinners? Jesus answered them, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.”
(Luke 5:33-34)
That word…repentance…sure has been made into a scary one throughout the centuries, and with it, a conundrum for leaders of systematic belief. If you look up the etymological sources, the meanings are similar:
So basically, repentance is a combination of: Confession (an acknowledgement of wrongdoing), repentance (turning away from wrongdoing), restitution (making amends), and walking a new path as a changed being.
All systems–whether social, political, corporate, or religious–can eventually break or fail completely. We’re seeing that everywhere, across the entire planet. Why do they fail? Well mainly, of course, money and the lack or scarcity of it. That’s why there are planning and development processes. Some systems succeed and survive; some don’t because of one thing: Funding. Gotta have that funding flow in order to survive or at least break even.
But then again, you also have those running the show who have no idea what they’re doing (or saying), or…filled with their own ambitions, greed, or corruption. That's not just in the world of business...there are churches and organizations with very intricate systems - business and religion intertwined - to control their followers and congregations. But confessional booths - whether literal or figurative - are useless, if there is no true repentance.
Godfather, Part 3 - The Confession
Show me your faith without your works…
"But someone will say, ‘You have faith, and I have works.’
Show me your faith without your works, and I will show you my faith by my works.
You believe that there is one God. You do well. Even the demons believe—and tremble!"
James 2: 18-19 (underline added).
Simply put, what you believe and the deeds you do should come as a result of your Faith. I believed in Santa Claus until I was told there wasn’t actually a big fat guy in a red suit with a team of reindeers and went down chimneys. But I eventually did learn that there really was a man, St.Nikólaos, who was known for his generosity and secretly gave money and gifts to needy people. I believed in Mormonism until I discovered that the Book of Mormon wasn’t actually the real story of how Native Americans populated the Americas. I voted for and believed in some U.S. presidents and leaders, and ended up either pleased or disappointed. I've believed in several people who had come and gone in my Circle...sometimes I learned the easy way, sometimes the hard way as to who was the real deal and who was not.
But I didn’t learn about Faith through a religion; I learned it in the course of living my everyday Life. When I went blind in both eyes, I learned to feel around furniture and objects. I had to write my stories for County 10 in a 26-point font (with 300-strength reading glasses)! I had friends and family who would take me by the arm and guide me, drive me to my job at the museum. I interviewed for jobs where I failed tests because I couldn't see, couldn't read the screen, couldn't see what I was typing.
Physical blindness is pretty terrifying, but spiritual blindness is even worse.
I've found that the key is to listen and discern. Sometimes I can’t really 'see' others’ motives or agendas unless I listen, read, ask questions, and enter into a civil discussion. Sure, there are times that my discernment isn't so keen, but I've also learned to use my “sixth sense” and call bullshit when something doesn’t set right in my gut. It has taken me a long time to discern between what to believe, versus the Faith it takes to require a knowledge of Truth. And the Truth can be hard to find...until it isn't, and it suddenly appears.
This is why my tribe is so angry at Foundations for Nations. Words were spoken from a pulpit that did not sit right with those who heard them. The shock and ensuing conflict has clearly revealed that a false christ has a hold on that church. The lack of humility, the continuing pride in their works, the defense and “no compromise” of their false christ, a lack of remorse or regret…the lack of repentance…is evidence enough.
But those who are programmed in systematic belief don’t see it because they lack the real Christ to guide them through all the furniture and objects. They refuse to listen to those who would take them by the arm and guide them, correct them, provide some wisdom and understanding. And those caught in the middle of it all fear the unknown if they leave. Fear takes a hold, instead of Faith.
“Enter through the narrow gate.
For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction,
and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road
that leads to life, and only a few find it.”
Matthew 7: 13-14
“Faith without works is dead (James 2:26). Not belief without works. Faith. Discounting or demeaning elements of another one's Faith doesn't make your deeds superior to theirs. Getting others to stand with you to worship your false christ, or minimizing other pastors who serve the Good Shepherd with a great love for their own flocks isn't something to be proud of. “Pride goeth before destruction, a haughty spirit before a fall.” (Proverbs 16:18). Remember, all systems have weaknesses, and eventually break or fail. Then what do you have to hold onto? Your money? Your stakeholders? Your congregation? Your reputation? Your pride? Your 'friends'?
They said to him, “John’s disciples often fast and pray, and so do the disciples of the Pharisees, but yours go on eating and drinking.” Jesus answered, “Can you make the friends of the bridegroom fast while he is with them? But the time will come when the bridegroom will be taken from them; in those days they will fast.” (Luke 5: 33-35)
It’s been 2000 years since the Bridegroom was taken. Fasting, praying, repentance…all are core elements to a walk of Faith. There are no systems that can replace it. And though inflicted for centuries, the Faith of many tribes and peoples has remained strong.
"Remember, therefore, what you have received and heard;
hold it fast, and repent. But if you do not wake up,
I will come like a thief, and you will not know
at what time I will come to you."
Revelation 3:3
One day, the wait will be over.
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(Note: Yes, I use AI and Bible Gateway, solely as tools for research purposes. Hey, sure beats the Dewey Decimal system. LOL)
"Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only the one who does the will of my Father who is heaven. Many will say to me on that day, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name and in your name drive out demons and in your name peform many miracles?' Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!' Matthew 7: 21-23
On my very long, very difficult spiritual journey...I have made it a practice to study from history and learn from it, apply it to the present, and use it as a guide for the future.
I'm no archaelogist, but I'm smart enough to know that the past cannot be completely erased, no matter how well-hidden. I'm no scientist, but I'm smart enough to know cause and effect. And I'm no prophet by any means, but I'm smart enough to know that prophecy is based upon probability.
To me, the Bible is a miracle book. After all, what other book has been a best-seller circa 400 A.D.? Considering the amount of compilations, translations, and interpretations its been through, it exists to tell one story: The Story of the Messiah.
Storytellers have been around for thousands upon thousands of years. Native tribes weren't surprised to hear the story of Jesus. The problem was (and has always been) the pre-interpretation and delivery of it. The evolvement of Christianity as a religion has produced a plethora of churches, denominations, sects, and cults...producing their own brand of Jesus preached from their pulpits. Is it any wonder that Jesus Himself warned against false christs and false prophets? (Matthew 24)
But fortunately, we also had people who defended the tenets of the Story, like Martin Luther who stood up against the Catholic church and sparked the Protestant revolution. We have churches on the reservation who have learned to serve the people in peace. We had people like John Roberts who lived peacefully among the Eastern Shoshone and Northern Arapaho and had a great Love for both tribes...respecting the Story, telling the Story, actually living the Story. The Story became a part of their many stories of the Great Spirit...worshipping in spirit and in truth.
"If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing."
1 Corinthians 13: 1-3
So to introduce doctrine, theology, and interpretations that are contrary to the Story, why would anyone be surprised that our Native tribes stand up and defend the tenets of it? Why would anyone be surprised that the tribes are fed up with preachers who hypocritically preach and buzz around their own brand of Jesus that goes contrary to the Story in the first place? Their spirit animals must be the mosquito! (And what a summer it's been for those!)
I'm also smart enough to know that it is not really about a church's facade, it's about the people behind the curtains running the show. "Foundations for Nations"? Seems to me they were foolish builders whose "foundation" was built upon the sand. (Matthew 7: 24-27) They have become the Judases of the real Jesus, crucifying Him over and over again, digging their heels in with pride in the work they've done for a false christ. The probability of a house built on the sand? I'm no architech either, but you do the math.
The Story stands well enough on its own Rock. It doesn't need interpreted, doesn't need "another testament", doesn't need to be politicized. The Story doesn't need to be altered to fit an agenda or marketing plan. The Story doesn't need to be twisted by the spiritually blind to justify putting people under submission and control, or purchasing up and taking away lands for profit. And if you ask me, our nation's tribes are closer to Jesus and the Great Spirit because of their ceremonies, rituals, and traditions! John Roberts saw that. And as far as America goes? We should all be paying our biggest respects to our veterans who have fought and still fight for our Constitution, and for these lands to be protected and free to worship however anyone chooses.
But there are battles that are unseen...and those are the most difficult battles of all.
"For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms."
The situation with Foundations for Nations and the Northern Arapaho Tribe has escalated to the point of national and world news attention. With it, division has occured widely; people are taking sides, having arguments and debates on social media.
My view? Sarah Lucas and Foundations for Nations should have genuinely apologized. Because that's what Jesus said to do in his Sermon on the Mount:
"If you are offering your gift at the altar and there remember that your brother or sister has something against you,leave your gift there in front of the altar. First go and be reconciled to them; then come and offer your gift." Matthew 5: 23-24
I recently made a statement on MMIP Wind River about my experiences with Foundations for Nations. My biggest concerns have been for the members of this church, but most especially, the children and youth. They are our future. They are watching us. They should not be used as pawns in this situation, nor abused physically, mentally, emotionally, or spiritually! But unfortunately it is a strategy with tactics that have been used for centuries.
"Jesus said to his disciples: "Things that cause people to stumble are bound to come, but woe to anyone through whom they come. It would be better for them to be thrown into the sea with a millstone tied around their neck than to cause one of these little ones to stumble. So watch yourselves." Luke 17: 1-4
Sarah should have apologized instead of digging her heels in. I don't know what "Jesus" she's following and worshipping, but it is obvious that it's not the one in the Gospels. And with false christs and false prophets rampantly sermoning everywhere, it can get to the point where most might be thinking: "Would the real Jesus please stand up?"
Today I was led to the Gospels to the following parable:
“Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector.The Pharisee stood by himself and prayed: ‘God, I thank you that I am not like other people—robbers, evildoers, adulterers—or even like this tax collector.I fast twice a week and give a tenth of all I get.’
"But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, 'God, have mercy on me, a sinner."
"I tell you that this man, rather than the other, went home justified before God. For all those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted."
As churches and pastors may exalt themselves and everything they've done in the limelight...and even in this situation, where Foundations for Nations is so focused on their Constitutional rights, rallying stockholders and Christian nationalists to stand with them, Bibles in hand...there is a Greater Law that is revealed in this simple parable.
The real Jesus doesn't care about anything you've done "to be seen by men". Anything. So if your heart is more about "look at everything we've done" with the Jesus you've created with your many words, you are compelling your followers and congregrations to believe in a false christ.
“Take heed that you do not do your charitable deeds before men, to be seen by them. Otherwise you have no reward from your Father in heaven.Therefore,when you do a charitable deed, do not sound a trumpet before you as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, that they may have glory from men. Assuredly, I say to you, they have their reward. But when you do a charitable deed, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing,that your charitable deed may be in secret; and your Father who sees in secretwill Himself reward youopenly.
"And when you pray, you shall not be like the hypocrites. For they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the corners of the streets, that they may be seen by men. Assuredly, I say to you, they have their reward. But you, when you pray, go into your room, and when you have shut your door, pray to your Father who is in the secret place; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you openly.
And when you pray, do not use vain repetitions as the heathen do. For they think that they will be heard for their many words. Therefore do not be like them. For your Father knows the things you have need of before you ask Him."
Matthew 6:1-8
Maybe everyone should all take a step back and ask: Who are the real "heathens"?
