🌵 Follow Your Feet and Make Your Own Path
A Creeker Reflection
The Path Is Personal
Everyone wants to tell you how to walk. They give you slogans, rules, and politics, and they think that’s direction. But the Creek knows better.
The real path isn’t borrowed. It’s not handed to you by a politician or preacher or mob. The path is under your feet.
When I say follow your feet, I don’t mean wander without aim. I mean walk in awareness — of God’s Law, of your covenant identity, of the Spirit that guides you. Make your own path means don’t live by somebody else’s rut. Don’t idolize. Don’t copy. Walk as who you are, because your feet are yours alone.
Law → Morality → Civility
Here in the Creek, we live by order, not chaos. But not the order of committees or councils that forget what law is.
The order is simple:
- Law — God’s Law first. The Law written on stone, the Law of Christ written in the heart, the Law of truth that does not change with politics.
- Morality — when we walk that Law in action. Choosing honesty, courage, responsibility.
- Civility — the outward fruit of morality. Real peace among people, not just fake politeness while corruption eats the root.
Without God’s Law, morality drifts. Without morality, civility collapses. That’s why people repeat the worst of history — Trail of Tears, mob violence in Missouri, the murder of prophets, the exile of Saints. They thought they could hold civility without morality, and morality without God. It has never worked.
Exodus Is Still Happening
The Book of Exodus is not a bedtime story from long ago. It is the living cycle of God’s people.
- 1600s: Pilgrims left Europe because kings and churches denied liberty of conscience. They fled first to the Netherlands, then across the ocean.
- 1776–1791: America declared liberty, framed it in the Constitution, and promised it in the Bill of Rights.
- 1830s: That promise broke for Native tribes. Treaties were shredded. The Indian Removal Act forced families into the wilderness. The Cherokee Trail of Tears saw thousands die on the road west.
- 1830s–1840s: The same pattern struck the Saints. Missouri mobs burned homes. An extermination order declared them outlaws. In Nauvoo, despite a legal charter, Joseph Smith was jailed and murdered. By 1846, the Saints walked into exile again, this time across Iowa, heading toward the Rocky Mountains.
Exodus repeats when men ignore God’s Law.
Exodus repeats when mobs become louder than conscience.
Exodus repeats when people cling to politics and forget principles.
The wilderness is not punishment. It is the place where God speaks clearest.
Why I Don’t Debate
I don’t debate nonsense. I don’t waste breath on arguments that should not exist.
When I say stop, I mean stop. When I say no, I mean no. That is not an invitation to debate. That is the line.
On unincorporated ground, patented land, I am the Law. That does not mean lawless. It means the Constitution, the land patent, and God’s Law are the only authorities that stand. No HOA, no city hall, no mob pretending to be a council gets to override that.
So I don’t debate my sovereignty. I don’t trade truth for slogans. Civility is earned through morality, not through yelling over each other.
Faith Without Crosses
Faith, for me, has nothing to do with crosses.
Crosses were tools of condemnation and torture. I will not mix them with faith. Faith is life, not execution.
Faith is this: I believe in God the Eternal Father, and in His Son Jesus Christ, and in the Holy Ghost. The Spirit was vested in me at eight years old. Since then, I am His temple, and He works through me because I stop, I look, I listen.
I do not worship. Worship belongs to idolaters. I believe. I walk equal before God as His child. I do not bow down. I stand, because that is the covenant.
This is not rebellion — it is truth. Faith is covenant, not idolatry.
Mortality and Morality
People confuse morality with mortality. They sound close, but they are opposites.
- Mortality reminds us our bodies are temporary, subject to death.
- Morality reminds us that what we do in this body matters eternally.
Because we are mortal, morality matters.
But mortality is not the end. I live on in my children, and their children, and those yet unborn. DNA is not the only bond. Spirits are magnets. Kinship runs through covenant as much as blood.
Even when my body rests, my spirit continues as guardian, as witness, as voice. Hebrews called it the “cloud of witnesses.” In Latter-day Saint truth, it is eternal family. I do not cease.
So I do not fear mortality. I understand it. It is not an ending. It is transformation.
The Right to Believe
The 11th Article of Faith claims the privilege of worshiping Almighty God according to conscience — and granting the same privilege to all.
For me, that means I do not idolize, not even latter-day Saints. I do not elevate men. I do not bend to neighbors’ expectations.
I believe in God the Eternal Father and His Son Jesus Christ and the Holy Ghost. I live by conscience. And I extend to every soul the right to do the same.
That is not silence — it is civility. My belief is firm. But I do not impose it by force.
Follow Your Feet
At the end of the day, no one else can walk for you.
You cannot borrow your neighbor’s faith. You cannot inherit someone else’s courage. You cannot copy their Exodus and call it yours.
You must look down at your own feet and ask: Where am I walking?
To follow your feet is to walk aware, guided by Spirit. To make your own path is to refuse the rut of conformity, the trap of idolizing, the laziness of politics without principle.
And when you follow your feet, you leave tracks. Others may see them, and some may follow. But they follow not because you demanded it — but because truth leaves a trail worth walking.
My Creed
I am CK KIRTON-NINER.
I am K. Kirton Niner, Child of God, Niner of the Butler North Stake since birth.
I am theBoss@w3connect.com.
I do not worship. I believe.
I am equal before God, walking in covenant, vested in Spirit since age eight.
I live by Law, by morality, by civility.
I know I don’t know everything. But I know enough to follow my feet.
I know faith without crosses.
I know Exodus is alive, not past.
I know civility without morality is corruption, and morality without God is drifting sand.
So I say:
Follow your feet and make your own path.
Stand equal.
Believe in God the Eternal Father, His Son Jesus Christ, and the Holy Ghost.
Honor conscience.
Let others walk theirs, as you walk yours.
And never forget: the wilderness is not the end.
It is where God speaks clearest.
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