January 3 – Daily Feast
When we last saw Essie she had been ashen and without the strength we see in her now. Now she sits flat on the ground, legs straight out in front, and reeds tumble across her knees and lie around her. Nimble fingers seek the perfect one to start a basket. Essie is close to our hearts. She has our Grandmother’s name. Her reticence does not inspire idle talk, so we ask what happened to change her. With a quick glance, she says, “God heal.” “Is it possible? So quickly and completely?” Hesitantly, she asks, “You got fast oven?” I say I do. “What make it work?” “Why, microwaves – energy. They change the molecules, the structure of the bread from cold to hot.” Seconds pass. She says, almost too softly, “Prayer energy. Make me well.”
~ I love a people who have always made me welcome to the best they had….who are honest without laws….who never take the name of God in vain…..who worship God without a Bible…. And I believe God loves them too. ~
GEORGE CATLIN, ARTIST – 1830
‘A Cherokee Feast of Days’, by Joyce Sequichie Hifler