Let's look at the question of belief from a native American viewpoint. Here's what I want you to do. I want you to get a horse. Then I want you to go out to the forest,. I suggest Sequoia National ...
I never been to Sequoia National Park but I know exactly how you feel. I used to walk In the forest near my house. I would lay in the grass, look up and mediate on the goodness of the Lord. Only He can create something as beautiful as those pine trees that try to stretch to reach the sky. The smell of fresh pine. A smell of dampness coming from the grass. The sweet scent of the flowers. Such a combination that contains a mixture of cleaness in the air that no aersol can imitate. A sky that is as big and as wide as any human eye can see or can even comprehend. There is nothing like it.