Thursday, October 15, 2015


Yesterday on Facebook I posted a photo and commentary that a Penobscot friend shared about the their nation in Maine going to court today to fight for their treaty rights to the Penobscot River.

As I did so, and asked for people to pray for (and support!) them, I was surprised to find that I felt *good* posting and saying this! I know sometimes indigenous and/or environmental activism can sound loud and annoying to people, and I hate being pigeonholed by people who want to complain about "liberals" or talk down about "social justice" or force me into a category.

But this felt good. It was (and is) right. I felt it is part of who I am, and I was glad to do it, even though it wasn't much of me to do. I wasn't "proud" per say, but I finally decided that I didn't care what anyone else thought; I am happy to be an advocate for indigenous rights and the environment in my own little way.

And as that word came to mind and I became comfortable accepting that I am an "advocate", I remembered that Creator's Son is THE "Advocate" above all! He is the champion of the poor, the disenfranchised, the ones seeking justice, the ones seeking peace and healing. He is *their* advocate—the Advocate of the Penobscot and all indigenous people.

It is a good day.

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