The Wolf ...
The Lost Legend of a People...
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This is one of the Lost Lumbee Legends, a legend now (sad to say) that may be lost forever. It is an Important one (I felt) for it told of a child of the Lost Colonists that even survived the Massacre and it tells of Jesus Christ and the Special Relationship the Lumbees had to God (The Crow), the same God of Isaac and Abraham that interceded in life here in the Americas as well.
THE LOST LEGEND OF WOLF
A Whitechild was borne from the Lost Colonists. And there by the Jordan River (the CAPE FEAR RIVER), The Lost Colonists lived for over a year. A massacre occurred due to European diseases being determined but the Lumbee refused to slay the Whitechild. On the day the Whitechild was borne, a wolf of darkness was determined. Some of the Lost Colonists deemed that to be Satan surely. He was about eight feet long and had fine black hair, and the hair feathered beneath his tale. The wolf's eyes were so dark they could not be determined. And the Wolf was seen as if stalking the encampment. With the birth of the child then, he was given the name of WOLF as a reminder of that day. The name was granted only by the Lumbee, not by the Colonists. And when the Massacre occurred, the child was never again remembered by his European name at all, only remembered and known as "Wolf."
Wolf grew up strong in Lumbee ways and was fully accepted. Some fear he was even worshipped as a god for his skin was fair and THE CROW was white in appearance also. He was given to be in charge of ceremonies for the tribe.
One day he prepared a great fire. It was the feast of a Thanksgiving to the Spirits. By the fire that night, many would smoke and tell of mysteries of the Lumbee Tribe and other Indian nations as well. They'd tell the story of the Lost Colonists and the stories of Old Legends now lost. And on that night, there was a Virgin Dance. One of the Lumbee girls would experience the Virgin Stick in ritual and be given as a mate to a Lumbee Warrior. After this ceremony, all of a sudden the fire began to "throw cinders' Wildly. It began to glow in pulsation's, faster and faster and then it calmed down. The fire changed to only deep red and bright Orange and you could hear mild "crackling." Everything got silent. The sounds of the Forrest ceased. And amidst the fire could be seen a very handsome man. He had black thin hair, a mustache and a beard, but no hair on his chin. His hair was well-oiled and not one strand out of place. He had a large oval face with big blue eyes. He wore a white shroud but it had red stains on it and on his head were thorns. It was truly a sight for the Lumbee to behold.
Suddenly, a voice came from Heaven; "I am The Crow. This is my Son. You are to worship him as you also worship me." The fire diminished. And on the ground there was a beautiful and large deep red Rose. Wolf picked it up and held it up to the Heavens. All the Lumbee considered this night and what it could mean to the Lumbee, that God had appeared to give the Chosen Tribe in the Americas his "Rose." God had given Wolf that Rose to represent his Son. The Lumbee were, therefore, introduced to Jesus Christ.
I wanted to tell of this Lost Legend because the Lumbee loved that rose and still do. The Lumbee loved all they could learn of Jesus Christ. God had allowed the Lost Colonists because he wished Jesus Christ to be known in America. And he gave the Rose to Wolf and to the Lumbee. Do you love the Lumbee Rose? I do. He loves all of you. He is the Savior of all on earth, not simple one Candle of Faith. For even the Lumbee, Jesus died on the Cross. And God has visited even the Western Hemisphere. We are brothers together for God. And yet, the Lumbee people who love The Rose so faithfully today are not honored by this nation, by granting tribal status to the Lumbee Indians. Isn't that a shame? How could we deny the First Americans and God's chosen tribe?
A promise was made to Wolf--which at the End of Ages God would visit the tribe again and glorify them in some way.
Perhaps, God will bring attention to their plight and see they receive tribal status at last. This is my prayer, that this great nation pay attention to the wonderful people known as the Lumbee and uplift them as "Special" to God, a people who "followed the Crow" and rescued the Lost Colonists one fateful day.
This world needs to learn of The Crow and fall down upon its' knees to know God was Here.
God bless you, God bless the Lumbee, and may God Bless America Again.
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This story is dedicated to the descendents of the Lost Colonists and Lumbee Indians. May God bless you.
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For all the people who have suffered injustice...
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