There in Navajoland, where the majestic red mountains stand tall and proud, there is a knowingness of the spiritual, and a sacred, Holy presence of God. It was a knowingness that was felt within my entire being. On our mission trip to Navajoland, I was taken out of my typical everyday way of living…
The gentleman who was serving and living there was Episcopal Bishop Steven Plummer, a Navajo Indian himself, and the son of a medicine man. From what I recall he told us he’d lived all of his ordained life in Navajoland. He told us how he weaved together the Navajo and Episcopal traditions in ways that were sacred, experiential, spiritual, holy, and absolutely Divine. This is the place, on the Navajo reservation, where the church was centered, in which we were to do Vacation Bible School with the Navajo children who lived in Hogans surrounding the church. The landscape was breath-taking and caused me to see and hear the majesty of God! The red rock cliffs and mountains were strong and rugged, yet majestic and graceful. The rivers appeared as though God simply engraved the place for the flowing streams to quench the thirst of the desert lands. If it were not for those rivers flowing through, it would appear as though the land were completely parched. The canyons are like the Lord carved His own cathedrals out of the rock. The beauty is striking; the cliffs soar straight up to the amazing sunsets which guide me directly to heaven!
Out of the north he comes in golden splendor; God comes in awesome majesty. Job 37:22 NIV