Nafanua the Legend Who are you really? I have a few more comments to make before our selected passage from Acts owns the stage as promised. After you read it, you would understand. Here we go ... The Samoans held and treasured many beliefs before the Christians arrived. At the basic level, they believed that both humans and ghosts (be it ancestral spirits, demigods, spirits of animal/bird/fish, or any kind of spirit with human-like essence) occupy the same sphere of existence. Their lives intertwine in a lot of ways according to Samoan mythologies and legends. Some ghosts are good, respected, and loved by the Samoans; others are bad, hated and even feared. For generations, they survived without an organized religion despite the insistence of some who have tried to read their college influenced perception of religion into the Samoan context. For survival's sakes, thanks to the wisdom of the tried and tested Faasamoa, the Samoan structured way of life that
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" Kingdoms have I none, but yours will come from heaven. " NAFANUA In the realms of possibilities, anything is possible. But in the realm of truth, one is everything. A promise was made to continue our discussion in light of God's Word - Acts 16:16-18 . But before we turn to the Book of Acts, you may need to read this: A personal anecdote ... Some years ago, a group of tried theologians invited me to talk about the experience of the Samoans in their first encounter with the Christian missionaries. It's a fascinating story that ought to be shared. I must admit. Behind that podium, I stood with pride. Why not? Up to that time, I never heard of a people anywhere around the world that treated the Christian missionaries with love, respect, and admiration. The Samoans stood alone in that regard. Sharing this historic and unique experience of our people, I could never be more proud. That no missionary was martyred on our so
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Nafanua, the Warrior , Nafanua, the Divine Was history, to you, ever unkind? Ought not to be disappointed with your beloved. Your name, who would have forgotten? Perhaps you wish not to be acknowledged. I admire your modesty. Your humility, astounding. But I must admit, You are incredibly cunning! The Rise of Nafanua A woman of rare breed belonged to a generation, centuries younger than that from which the Samoan race originated. Her birth marked, arguably, the first turning point in the history of the people of Samoa. She was born without a human body but a lump of jelly-like blood of considerable size. To conceal it from others, the mother had the blood hidden in the field. At home, she experienced a powerful eerie presence that compelled her to check up on what she had hidden. She returned to find a beautiful baby girl lying right where the blood was placed. The mother named her Nafanua (translated, hidden in the field) to commemorate her uniqu