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05-06-2006
Regina Pate
Strong words, for a strong man, you are the lake I swim in, in my canoe I steer it the best I can. Though my oars are heavy, I seem to manage. Your hands, beneath me keep me steady, and I have faith they will guide my path, even when I don't know where to go, you have the power to drown me at any given moment and sometimes I feel like you already have. Great write, good job, thanks,
Your Regina
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10-27-2005
Anthony Lane Stahlhut
A-men! This is a wonderful prayer and the visions here are nice. This person wishes like most of us do, that we will have what we need and so will our families. Good write! Anthony
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10-26-2005
David Pekrul
This is a wonderfully written prayer, and I could almost see the camp, fire-ring and tipis, surrounded by the people in their colourful costumes.
My son has many times, described how the early Canadian natives lived, as he obtained his degree with a major in Archeology, specializing in Plains Indian studies. His wife is also a Canadian native girl, which also brings this piece closer to home.
I loved it, thanks.
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