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Baptism: a Christian religious rite consisting of immersion in or sprinkling with water as a sign that the subject is cleansed from sin and constituted as a member of the Church.  The Bible tells us Jesus will wash our souls clean and all our sins away, for that reason I think I have been Baptized at least 3 times, and each time I was trying to make sure my sins were washed away.  DUH!

Dag!  I just told on myself, again.  Just Sinful.  Another reason to read my book I Survived 60 Years To Get Cancer, Then Kill It./ The Norvie L. Cherry Story

The 1st time I was baptized in a Baptist Church.  My family was of the A.M.E.Zion persuasion; now we are members of From The Heart Church Ministries.  At the time we lived within walking distance of the Baptist Church, so I attended.  I was in Elementary School, still I knew I wanted to be a Baptized; there was something about it, something I wanted for myself.

A few years later we had moved and was closer to an A.M.E. Zion Church, so I was baptized, again.  I felt the need to be re-baptized because I wasn’t a Baptist.

Lo and behold I was baptized a 3rd time in my early 20’s, all because of a direct reaction to a comment claiming that a Saint Christopher medal given to me by a friend as a going away present was an Idol.  Saint Christopher, although not officially recognized by the Catholic Church is the Saint for travelers and children.  My friend told me to ask Saint Christopher for safety when traveling, the Bible say pray only to God.

Ye shall not go after other gods, of the gods of the people which are round about you;  Deuteronomy 6:14

With Deuteronomy fresh on my mind, I looked up the word Saint as though I needed clarification and found the basic meaning is to sanctify, to set apart or make holy.  What? I thought a Saint was a goody-goody two shoe.  I immediately packed a bag and set off for Alabama to see my grandfather; a Presiding Elder and Civil Rights leader in Montgomery about getting Baptized Again for Reassurance.

After talking with my grandfather I no longer needed to be sprinkled, or dunked every time I thought I may be in trouble with God because of my actions.  I laughed and asked him to baptize me anyway.  Why not, he was my grandfather; Everyone else had their shot. 🙂

Granddaddy explained I was baptized the 1st time for all the right reasons; A personal, and public identification with Jesus, and I was Covered by the Blood and my sins were washed away.

If we say we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us.  1st John 1:8

My guilt before God was already removed the moment I trusted in Christ.  And baptism was my personal testimony, and the inward assurance of my passage from the old life to the new one, which has afforded me Unshakable Faith because I believe every word written in the Bible.

Every word of God is pure: He is a shield unto them that put their trust in Him.  Proverbs 30:5

FYI: If you are not Baptized it may be Something to Think About, but indefinably Something to Do.

And now why tarriest thou? arise and be baptized, and wash away thy sins, calling on the name of the Lord.  Acts 22:16  KJV

Thank you Lord, for it is in Jesus name that I pray He wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin. For I acknowledge my transgressions: and my sin is ever before me.  Psalms 51:2-3


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Life is stressful, that’s why they say “Rest in Peace.”   

“To kick the bucket is to die.”  It was believed that back in the day; some say around 1785, people who wanted to commit suicide hung themselves by standing on a bucket with a noose around their neck and then kicking the bucket away.   :(   Out of that, for some reason, the Bucket List was born.  Just so you know!

Several friends including myself celebrate our birthdays in August, during brunch one of them suggested we do something together along with our individual plans.  I listened to all the great ideas and some poorly thought out suggestions.  Truthfully I was not too keen on most of the proposals.   One suggested we to go to the Amphitheater, another was a Mystery Dinner Theater, the Jazz Club, have a Hugh party, so on and so forth.

I sat quietly mumbling under my breath, Been there Done That until someone ask for my two cents.  I know my friends well and I knew they were not up for what I wanted to do.  You see I am now a daytime girl.  I spent the latter part of my working career on the afternoon or night shift, so after I retired it took time for me to learn how to go to bed at night instead of running the streets.

After being harassed into giving my input you would think I started World War Three.  I knew these women probably wouldn’t want to go Zip-lining, White Water Rafting, or check out Wind Tunneling.  That type of activity was too much like a workout..  For some reason after all these years they still prefer to sit in some dark smoke-filled room listening to Jazz or whatever instead of enjoying the day and doing something different.  Don’t get me wrong I love Jazz, but I enjoy physical activities more.

Virtual Reality was not available when I was a younger woman. Now that it is, I want to experience the drama before I become too old.  After the girls had enough of listening to my suggestions one hollered out while laughing as hard as she could, “Is this your Bucket List, Cherry?” 

Bucket List, since I don’t have any plans concerning dying soon, my suggestions had nothing to do with a Bucket List.  But, if I was to write a Bucket List there would be only one and done request on it.  Lord Please let me die painlessly in my sleep.

I was merely sharing my To Do List; I have a lot of living to do, and so far I have no plans on spending one minute concentrating on death projects…  I ‘m going To Do all I can while I’m alive.  One reason is, I have absolutely no idea of when I am going to die and don’t want to know, so I’ll just keep it moving.

Death cannot exist as long as we are alive, and without goals we cannot score, so I don’t waste time planning things for the dead.  We all should know death is not something we can overcome…  The way you live will have been your life, so if planning your own funeral is your goal, have at it, and if waiting all your life to do something in your old age you should have done in your youth, have at that too.

FYI: Those who have had a good life do not fear death, they meet it calmly, and even long for it in the face of great suffering.  And those who do not have a peaceful conscience, dread death as though life means nothing but physical torment. 

The challenge is to live our life so we will be prepared for death when it comes…

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Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.  Nelson Mandela

That’s true, but education include more than just changing the world, the best part is it will change you, and the curriculum is more varied than what we’re taught in school.

Every walk in life offers its own brand of education, whether its learning a new concept, changing a tire, or educating ourselves to become Rocket Scientists, (if that’s possible) coupled with the art of teaching others without preaching.  Whatever the case maybe, it’s up to us to put those learned and not so learned lessons into their proper categories.

Hopefully some of us will realize that not all lessons come from brick and mortar buildings, and still have the resolve to stay in school, for its advantages are enormous.  Others are taught from the book of hard knocks, some lessons actually fall into our laps, others are created for us from some unwanted source, and then there are those intended for the sake of others.  (A gift learned in order to share.)

It is absolutely important to understand The difference between school and life?  In school, you’re taught a lesson and then given a test.  In life, you’re given a test that teaches a lesson.  Tom Bodett.

Some of the most important lessons I have learned in and out of school is: Learning the hard way teaches us it doesn’t pay to get discouraged, there are very few things that are absolute in life, most shortcuts take a lot of time, there are few perfect endings, accountability come with everything, and He that loves reading has everything within his reach.  (Imagination)

When demanding respect, perhaps we should educate ourselves on how to treat others first, then teach them how to treat us using show and tell; something that eludes most of us.  (Sharing)  Just so you know; You teach people how to treat you by what you allow, what you stop, and by what you reinforce.  Tony Gaskins

Often when our expectations are not met, we have a tendency to pass the buck.  At times we are unclear, causing us to assume its others that didn’t measure up, and should be held responsible because they didn’t do such and such, or this way and that.

We act as if others should be able to read our mind; that is until they say they can then all hell break loose.  Often we fail because we really don’t know as much as we pretended to know about everything, especially when denying we may not be Smarter Than A 5th Grader.

The education quite a few of us are so willing to shun is The Spiritual Education. 

The only correct way to treat another or desiring to be treated a certain way comes straight from the bible.  Do unto others as you would have done unto you.  But, just because we know that, don’t mean we always do that.  It’s clear, before we can lay claim to how we want to be treated we need to work hard at being worthy of such treatment.

I am as human as the next person, sinful too.  Although I try hard to be righteous some can really push my buttons.  First of all, how could they know their angering me unless I give some type of indication.  If we are wearing our worldly feeling on our sleeves some will take advantage, especially if we are unsure of ourselves, and without Jesus Christ.

Putting on the Armor of God can solve this problem.

If you really want an education and to educate, we have to know for ourselves the consequences of choosing evil over good.  The fastest way I know of to get educated on the evil parts is to not believe You reap what you sow.  Heaven help you if that’s the case; thankfully we serve a Forgiving God, so once you get your act together, it’s on…

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To God Be The Glory!  Thank you Lord; it is in Jesus name that we pray.  Amen!

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In my book I Survived 60 Years to Get Cancer,Then Kill It./ The Norvie L. Cherry Story, I talk about what happened after I had a mastectomy to remove the 3rd Stage Breast Cancer that had invaded my body, and was trying to zap the life out of me.

This excerpt from the book outlines what happened.

Lets start after I received advice from my siblings concerning having my first ever surgery, and what happened after taking it all in just to wake up in the operating room ahead of schedule.

“I was bucking like what I saw in the waiting room when that girl had a seizure.  I always claim the bucking happened because Jesus had things for me to do.  It was merely a tap on the shoulders from him to wake me.  Laying around in an operation room was a waste of time, I had to go to work for the Lord.  I am supposed to be a motivational speaker, and I am sure this is my calling.”

“Jackie (my sister) warned me to guard my mind, she had said “what I go to sleep with, I might wake up with.”  Now I remembered what happened in the waiting area, so I tried to control the bucking.  I was able to get some relief if I put enough effort into it, so I did, just enough to know if I had to I could.”

“I saw two nurses against the wall washing their hands and they paid me no attention.  Then my doctor came into view and she asked me a few questions.   “Are you cold,?”  I said no, “So are you hot?”  I said no.  I noticed how calm she and the nurses were so that calmed me; I thought this may be normal.”

“Come on now, I know there is nothing normal about waking up prematurely and bucking in an operation room, I came out from the anesthetics a little too early.  When I woke up again I was where I was supposed to be, in recovery; Thank You Lord.  The left breast was gone and I was on the path to healing, one more account finished; I thought to myself.”

“What’s next?  A question I knew not to ask, but still I knew there were lots of things that could go wrong, and so be it.  I was only supposed to be in the hospital for one day with this type of procedure; I was there for two.  The doctor had come to release me but my big mouth got me another day.  I told Dr. McCarter I remembered waking up in the operation room and she said I didn’t.  I was ready to argue, even while I was high off of some pain medicines.  Morphine, I think.”

I knew what happened and so did she.  I guess since I remembered it in detail I was to stay in the hospital for safety reasons.  I assumed that because she didn’t sign me out, and the hospital charged for another day.  Wanda (a friend) fought the charges and won.  The additional cost was up in the thousands, it was not my fault I had to be held for observation.”

“I don’t think the nurses were ready for me another day.  They were already at a lost because after the surgery and everyone had left my room, they witnessed me getting up and going into the hall then staggering around like a drunk.”

“It took almost 20 minutes to get untangled from that dreaded IV pole.  The nurses watched in amazement, I could see them peering out the corner of their eyes as I passed by.  I heard one say “that lady must be crazy, is she on drugs?”  I had just come from surgery and I knew I was full of it in more ways than one, I wondered what her excuse was…”

“Wanda had left but she returned to the hospital in the middle of the night.  As soon as she saw me walking, she said “enough is enough,” while  pointing her finger.  I went to bed, but I did manage to walk around the nurses station three times.”

“Back in my room after Wanda had left for the night, again, there was a knock on the door, it was one of the nurses.  Her accent was heavy when she said, “Oh! You strong black woman, you.  No one knows what to say, no one knows what to do, what do you call this bravery?”  What bravery, I was trying to Recover.  I looked at her puzzled thru glazed covered eyes and said, “IF YOU CAN’T PHYSICALLY STAND, MENTALLY GET UP.” 

I was high, but there was a message in that statement and I remember thinking it was more for me than who I was talking to.  Plus, I was constantly looking for signs of validation.  Apparently I must have said the wrong thing because that nurse hit me with some more Morphine and the effect was something I cannot explain or want to.”

“The Holy Spirit told me it wasn’t good for me, I didn’t need it and I didn’t like how it made me feel, anyway.  I raised Cain and refused any more pain killers.  The only medicine I would take from then on was going to be my high blood pressure pills, and an Aleve; if I could get the doctor to prescribe it.  She did.”

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No boundary or barriers can contain the hearts of people who love themselves and others just as much.

It is written in Matthew 5: 43-45

Ye have heard that it hath been said, Thou shalt love thy neighbour, and hate thine enemy. (44) But I say unto you, Love your enemies, bless them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you, and persecute you; (45) That ye may be the children of your Father which is in heaven: for he maketh his sun to rise on the evil and on the good, and sendeth rain on the just and on the unjust.

To me, no matter what our intentions are if they do not line up with God’s our intentions are worthless, for we have no control over this or that.  I believe what people tell me about themselves the first time, regardless of their intentions, so when someone tell me they love me to death I am concerned, so many truths are told in a jest.

Plus I am anxious about people who offer pity instead of comfort, this indicate to me that they are not threatened by others, and often when some believe you are weak they will underestimate your strength, leading them to make decisions they normally wouldn’t, creating false bravely and serious problems.

On the other hand, I can understand a storyteller making up things to help others; but a liar or a person with cruel intentions only make up things to help themselves.

Kind people will offer understanding and compassion regardless of the situation.  When it comes to breaking down walls they know that it’s not brute strength that breaks through, it’s the gentleness that paves the way.

Intentional or Not, we write our own story, so a word of advice is to Never judge someone’s character based on the words of another.  Instead, study the motives behind the words of the person casting bad judgement.  Suzy Kassem

Although all intentions are not good, some well laid plans are only good intentions until you put them to work, if not, that’s as bad as the I am-A-Gonna’s, and not knowing John 15:5  You can do nothing without me.

Just in case you’re wondering how to get started with some of those intentions, Sometimes reaching out and taking someone hand is the beginning of a journey.  At other times, it is allowing another to take yours.  Vera Nazarian

It’s Something To Think About!

To God Be The Glory!  Thank you Lord.  Amen!

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