Once, when driving through Pennsylvania, I found myself asking; “There are no more Indians around here. Why?”
A silly song popped unbidden into my mind:
“There are no more Indians around here.
There’s no Indian girls and boys
playing with little Indian toys.
There are no more Indians around here.”
After reading several books on Pennsylvania-Indian history, I realized in a stunning flash: “The Indians were exterminated by Land-Grabbing Protestants.”
It was a shock to find that 85% of the peoples in Catholic-settled nations still have Indian DNA.
I had a choice to make. Would I go on repeating “I believe, so I am saved.” and continue to support my own “Denomination of Death”?
I read The Bible, understanding for the first time, The Decree of Jesus:
“Verily, verily I say unto you thou art Peter and on this rock I build My Church and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. I give you the keys to The Kingdom of Heaven.”
Tears came to my eyes as I said, more meaningfully than ever before, “Thank you, Jesus!”
