and Navajo Trips
Is there anybody
out there who wants to join me in a journey of kindness?
Here’s how faith shows up for me. I was on my 19th
and last trip to New Orleans, and I was wondering where
I else I could expand to…I stopped in Winslow, AZ
for gas, sitting on the curb eating a turkey sandwich, minding
my own business. Two little boys, 8 and 10 years old, asked
me for spare change. I looked at their shoes and said to
myself, “I got a case of shoes on that truck. Let
me see if they fit these kids.” The shoes fit them
like gloves. Next thing I know, here come their dad, asking
me, “Where’d they get these shoes from?”
He thought they had taken them. I immediately told him,
“No, sir, they didn’t take ‘em. I gave
them to them.” To make a long story short, I told
him what I was doing and asked him did he need anything?
He asked me for some jeans and I got so excited in 129 degrees
weather. Climbed up on the back of my truck looking for
the jeans, when the store owner ran us off the property
at the gas station.
So I followed
them home. It started looking like the painted desert. Big,
giant beautiful rocks. I’m getting excited again,
asking him, “Man, where am I?” and he said,
“This is the Navajo village.” I said, “Oh
man, I always wanted to see what it looked like on the reservation!
Show me around.” The first place we went to was a
95 year old lady’s house. It looked like a historical
rock house from centuries ago. I walked in and saw dirt
floors, water coming through the roof like faucets. She
needed windows, mold removed, foundation repair, and I screamed
out, “I could fix that!” After getting started
on the job, I winded up giving away everything I was taking
to New Orleans.
In the middle
of this work is when I felt a Spirit move over me. I call
it God. I don’t care what nobody say. There’s
a power greater than anybody and anything on this Earth
and I’m staying with that power. And I reach it through
praying. This is how I got involved going on the reservations.
When I went back, I got lost on the Hopi reservation and
saw a need there, also. I fell in love with their spiritual
teachings and decided to get a wish list together and help
them. I’ve been over there 7 times since 2012, giving
away food, clothes and building materials to the people
on the first, second and third mesas. I have one more trip
planned to the Hopi, and then it’s where ever Spirit
leads me to next. This is what one guy can do. How about
joining me on a convoy party? Click
here to volunteer.
Thanks for taking your time to read this. I know it sound
country, but I just want to keep it real.