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sting on your bare legs. If you cried you didn’t pass the bravery test
and you couldn’t be a part of my club.
I took the name Saskatchewan for my new Indian name. I tried to
read every book I could find in the public library about all the
different tribes. I didn’t know it at the time but God was preparing
me for a lifelong calling. As a young girl at the age of five I knew
God had a calling on my life. I would come home from Sunday
school and while my mother was fixing dinner I would line up all my
dolls on the bed, take my Sunday school paper and teach from
them and the songs that we had sung and we would play church.
Those dolls heard these Bible stories over and over again.

When I was about 10 years old I would go to the neighbors and
gather their small children on Saturdays, I would pack a hobo lunch
and take the kids on a hike. We would spread out a blanket after
we played games and ate our lunch, and I would take out my
Sunday school lessons and tell the stories that I had heard and
teach them the songs we had sung. I tried to get as many of these
kids into Sunday school as I could even though their parents
weren’t churchgoers. Here again God was preparing me for more.

My mother and I were going to Central Assembly of God in
Muskegon Michigan. When I was old enough I joined the
Missionettes, a girls program. I enjoyed making diapers for the
missionaries and their orphanages (no Pampers then). We also
made boxes of bandages for missionary hospitals.

Our Missionettes leader wrote a skit for us to do on mission’s day
for the church. I played the missionary wife and we got Jimmy
Bakker out of the youth group to play my husband. In the skit we
were missionaries in Alaska, and it was about missionaries
receiving care boxes from the churches.

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