Jesus answered him, Wilt thou lay down thy life for my sake? Verily, verily, I say unto thee, The cock shall not crow, till thou hast denied me thrice.

John 13:38

Describe one of your favorite moments?

The words of Jesus recorded in Scripture are among the greatest gifts God has given us. The one through whom all things were created, and from whom all things derive their meaning, speaks.

But what is the meaning of these words? How do we unwrap this gift? Faith comes through hearing, certainly, but we have to make sense of what we hear. We want to know not just the words of Jesus but the sense behind them, and here we get into deep water. In the use of words, He is greater than Homer, Shakespeare, and Dante, more profound than Aristotle, Confucious, and the Buddha.

At our three-day annual conference this year, Scott Hahn, Jimmy Akin, Tim Staples, Father Sebastian Walshe and many others will swim in these deep waters. It’s going to be wonderful. These speakers are not just scholars but are disciples who have spent their lives listening to Jesus and trying to understand

We might make big promises- especially to God. But when we find ourselves in a difficult situation where our promises matter most, can we uphold them? Jesus knows that sometimes our talk is bigger than our actions. And sometimes He gives us opportunities to see where our words get ahead of us to gently remind us to choose our promises carefully.

Lord, thank You for Your faithfulness. Even though I have let You down, Your promises never fail. Teach me to be wise in my words, so that I may make only the promises that I can keep. And give me the power to persevere and see my promises through, even when it seems difficult or impossible. In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Red Eagle or William Weatherford (1780 or 1781 – March 24, 1824) was a Creek chief. One of many mixed-race descendants of Southeast Indians who intermarried with European traders and later colonial settlers. Red Eagle was of mixed Creek, French and Scots ancestry.
He was raised as a Creek in the matrilineal nation and achieved his power in it, through his mother’s prominent Wind Clan, as well as his father’s trading connections. After showing his skill as a warrior, he was given the war name of Hopnicafutsahia. The Creek War (1813-1814), also known as the Red Stick War and the Creek Civil War, was a regional war between opposing Creek factions, European empires, and the United States, taking place largely in Alabama and along the Gulf Coast.
Red Eagle became increasingly concerned about the influx of European Americans onto Creek land and eventually led a group known as “Red Sticks,” bent on protecting their land, their way of life, and their people from intruders.
Eventually the smaller forces of Red Sticks and the larger opposing forces led by General Andrew Jackson came against each other. The conflict ended in the decisive defeat of the Red Sticks at The Battle of Horseshoe Bend, near modern-day Dadeville, Alabama. Terms were drawn up that provided far less land than the Creek tribe had previously held.
The quote attributed to Chief Red Eagle reads, “Angry people want you to see how powerful they are.
Loving people want you to see how powerful YOU are.”-End ID] ❤

Cheyenne Dog Soldier, 1840. The Dog Soldiers were the Cheyenne Elite, they formed their own bands within the Cheyenne Nation, they often gave their own lives to protect their women and children, they were very much feared by the white Soldiers, and their Native American Foes, Pawnee, Ute, to name but a few, however, they where honoured Allies of the Lakota Sioux, and the Arapahoe’s, Comanche’s and Kiowa’s, the mention of the words “Cheyenne Dog Soldier”, put Fear into the most hardest of white Soldiers, they are still the most famous warrior society on Earth today. AHO. Please (follow + ) us to know more things that knowledge cannot be found in books, school ! Thank you for your interest ❤️

“Sioux Chief Long Wolf & Family”, ca. 1880.
~ “A Stranger Hears Last Wish of a Sioux Chief
Long Wolf went to London with Buffalo Bill’s show and died there in 1892. Thanks to the struggles of a British homemaker, his remains will be returned home.”
May 28, 1997 |WILLIAM D. MONTALBANO
TIMES STAFF WRITER
BROMSGROVE, England — “After a restless century in a melancholy English graveyard, the remains–and the spirit–of a Sioux chief named Long Wolf are returning to his ancestral home in America because one stranger cared.
The stranger is a 56-year-old English homemaker named Elizabeth Knight, who lives in a small row house with her husband, Peter, a roof repairer in this Worcestershire village near Birmingham.
“I am a very ordinary sort of person,” she said.
The sort who writes letters, not e-mail, who makes no long-distance phone calls, has no fancy degrees, has little worldly experience, who never gets her name in the papers. The sort who turns detective and historian and raises a transatlantic fuss because her heart is moved and her sense of fair play is outraged.
This is the story of how heirs of Middle England and the Wild West have joined forces to fulfill a dying wish made more than a century ago.
For Knight, the story began the day in 1991 that she bought an old book in a market near her house. There was a 1923 story by a Scottish adventurer named R. B. Cunninghame Graham that began this way: “In a lone corner of a crowded London cemetery, just at the end of a smoke-stained Greco-Roman colonnade under a poplar tree, nestles a neglected grave.”
In the grave, under a stylized cross and the howling image of his namesake, lies Long Wolf. He died at 59 in a London hospital on June 11, 1892, the victim of bronchial pneumonia contracted in what was then a crowded, dark, gloomy, industrial city as far as anywhere on Earth from the Great Plains of North America.
“I was moved. I kept taking the book down, imagining Long Wolf lying there amid the ranks of pale faces

“Truth is like the sun. You can shut it out for a time, but it ain’t goin’ away.” —Elvis Presley, Cherokee
History is not there for you to like or dislike. It is there for you to learn from it. And if it offends you, even better. Because then you are less likely to repeat it. It’s not yours for you to erase or destroy.

Elvis

American Indian Dog
It’s not a wolf, and it’s not a coyote; it’s an American Indian dog. known for its long, pointy ears, thick coat, intense stare, and impressive build.
These working companion animals were almost lost to history after our American Indians were segregated onto reservations, and often left without the resources necessary to maintain the ancient breed.
According to the experts at Animal Corner, the Native American Indian Dog is believed to be up to 30,000 years old. Yes, it’s possible that the breed shared parts of North America with some of the earliest Native Americans to inhabit the land. Some specialists have theorized that the Native American Indian Dog breed could even be the missing link between wolves and the modern dog as we know it today.

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐚 –𝐍𝐨 𝐅𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐡
Lakota 89 years of age living at Pine Ridge Reservation and a well known associate of Chief Sitting Bull sang the following. He stated that Sitting Bull sang this soon after the Custer
Fight June 1876. This same song with words and melody was adopted by the Lakota as “parade song” and it is still in use to this day whatever
occasion demands.
“Kola taku otehika Friends things (troubles) most difficult
Imakuwa pe pursue me Hena kowakipe sni le waun of these fearless of i live (survive)”
No Flesh sang the following song. Sitting Bull sang this while he wasen route to Was’_ington, D. C., on Tribal matters pertaining to the cession of Black Hills Country.
“Kola taku yakapelo
Friends what are you talking about?
Pahasapa kin mitawa yelo
The Black Hills belong to me
Epin na blihe miciye
Saying this I took fresh courage.”
– 25 Songs made by Sitting Bull, compiled by Robert High Eagle 1928.