It’s not fair of me
To tell you (or anyone)
How to feel.
We all must find our own ways
Through these days.
But let me share that
Seeds of hope were planted in me.
In The Upper Room chapel
Where a Shawnee man
(Talk about the long view)
Called me back to the Circle
That begins and ends with the Creator.
The Circle that always contains hope.
In a reception with six people
From a L’Arche community
Where I witnessed selfless love,
Where I sensed a larger perspective
Than the tunnel vision in my brain,
And where I saw God’s beloved gifts.
There I met one who told me
What day of the week I was born on
When I shared with him my date of birth.
May these seeds of hope be nurtured,
Taking hold, sprouting, and growing.
Shawnee Traveling Song
I am walking upon the earth
with people who love me
on the circle of Creator
I will always be home
I will always be loved.
I will be with Creator.
– Fred A. Shaw / Neeake
© 1987 Fred Shaw / Neeake, Shawnee Nation United Remnant Band
12 thoughts on “Seeds of Hope”
Thank you for ministering to my heart this day….
Blessings. You — we — are not alone.
thank you, thank you for your words, and for the song! blessings!
Blessings to you as well. ❤
I remember hearing pastor fred shaw talk about growing up not knowing he was of Neeake heritage. his story inspired me then and his words inspire me now. thank you beth for reminding me of the journey. i know we are all on a journey, and we are loved and called to love each other. we are not alone.
Blessings, my friend.
Beautiful. Thank you.
Thank you, Janet. Blessings!!
Wow! Just wow!
Oh, dear friend. I’m honored to share.
Thank you, friends