Rev. Erudite Redneck, B.S., B.S., M.A., M.Div.

Piki uba ish binili ma! Chi hohchifo hut holitopashke. Ish apehlichika yut ulaske. Nana ish ai ahni ka yakni pakna ya a yohmi kut, uba yakni a yohmi mak o chiyuhmashke. Himak nitak ilhpak pim ai ulhpesa kako ish pi ipetashke. Mikmut nana il aheka pua ish pi kashofi kut, pishno ut nana pim aheka puta il i kashofi chatuk a ish chiyuhmichashke. Mikmut anukpulika yoka ik ia chik pim aihno hosh, amba nanopulo a ish pi a hlakofininchashke: Apehlichika, mikmut nan-isht-aiahli, micha isht aholitopa aiena kut chimmi a nilia yoke. Amen.

Matthew 6: 9-13.

:-)

A, Chahta iskitini anumpili li. (Yes, I can speak a little Choctaw.)

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Not that I've learned this, only how to pronounce the words, more or less!

Last night, we opened by reciting the Lord's Prayer and with a hymn, with Chisus being the only word I knew: "Jesus."

I was reminded of something a grown nephew of mine told me about being in South Korea in the Air Force. He said he heard a familar refrain and followed the sound of the music until he recognized it as a hymn, and kept following it until he could hear the voices, and was startled to hear it being sung in Korean.

A minor epiphany ensued. And a major sharing of faith, despite the language barrier.

Being part of a mixed-heritage group of people singing about Chisus had a similar effect on me. Very cool.

--ER