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PHYSICALLY STAND OR MENTALLY GET UP?

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 aesthetics 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 painkillers.  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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INTENDED OR NOT?

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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DEAD IS DEAD.

Death: The total and permanent discontinuance of all vital functions of an organism.

Recently my family suffered the loss of a loved one, we were blessed to have that Grand Lady for over 94 years, but the hurt is real no matter the age.  During this time I had a house guest and in an effort to comfort me, they shared; I was told their mother passed away some 30 years earlier, and that she had never visited the graveside.

This caught me completely off guard, but that didn’t stop me from asking why, as I tried to word my questions as carefully as possible; I am known for just blurting things out.

I was told the Bible said to not visit the dead, much to my surprise.  I wondered why I hadn’t heard or read that before.  Maybe something similar, I thought, but nothing about not visiting a gravesite, which included something about spirits.  This had me curious, but I changed the conversation; I needed to find the truth before I said another word.

After our visit, I pulled out the Bible to get to the bottom of what really goes on concerning visiting and or talking with the dead.  I read about the spirits too, but this isn’t about spirits, we’re talking about stationary dead people.

First I had to ask myself, what is death in the carnal world, then what is death according to the Bible.  I know what I have been told, and I have an opinion.  I know people who visit and talk with the dead.  Some say they have seen the dead; I am not one of those, but I do visit sites, and I say I miss you and I Love You.  I don’t have full-blown conversations. 

In my search, I discovered the Bible compares death to sleep more than fifty times, plus it does not speak directly about visiting graves; but it certainly has a lot to say about the dead, including talking to them.  (Interacting)

For the living know that they will die; but the dead know nothing, and they have no more reward, for the memory of them is forgotten.  Ecclesiastes 9:5

Wait now!  Some Christians think our soul is an immortal entity and it goes on living after death.  But the Bible says; And the Lord God formed man from the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life and man became a living soul.  Genesis 2: 7  When we die our bodies do just the opposite: The breath of life departs from the body and the soul no longer exists.

The dust returns to the ground it came from, and the spirit returns to God who gave it.   Ecclesiastes.12: 7 (NIV)

After death, if the soul is still alive that would mean we are already immortal, so why seek immortality?  Hold on, we will get to the bottom of this.  Although we will die, Jesus said in John 11: 25.  I am the resurrection and the life.  He who believes in Me, though he may die, he shall live.

The Bible goes on to tell us in 1st Corinthians 15: 51-54; Behold, I tell you a mystery: we shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed, in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet, for the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.

I believe there will be two resurrections, one for the good and the other for the, you know who’s.

In other words, all who have died, the good, the bad, and the ugly will be raised to life only after the 2nd coming of Jesus Christ.  I believe when it was said that not all will sleep to mean; the believers in Christ will live again in Heaven, and the bad will still be dead in Christ and sent to Hell.  I don’t know about that Hell part, I just don’t want that to be my fate.

For the Lord himself will descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of an archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first.  1st Thessalonians 4:16  (First is the operative word)

Now this I say, brethren, that flesh and blood cannot inherit the Kingdom of God.  1st Corinthians 15: 50   I take that as there will be no look-a-likes in Heaven, among other things.   And if you have been bad, John 5: 28 tells us: Do not marvel at this; for the hour is coming in which all who are in the graves will hear His voice.  (Know your fate; are you going up or down?)  🙂

I believe the Bible is saying we don’t automatically go to heaven when we die, and no loved ones are looking down judging us in any manner, nor can they hear or have conversations that guide or give directions.

The bottom line: When we are Dead to the World, we are dead, but, those who know Jesus Christ and He them, Are Asleep.  (Sleep; dormant, inactive)

When Christ returns, no matter how much time has passed, the voice and only the voice of Jesus Christ will wake us from that deep sleep.  So while you’re living, it’s OK to visit the dead in memorandum.  It’s when Jesus reappears that The dead will be able to shout; O Death, where is your sting? O Hades, where is your victory?  1st Corinthians 15: 55

When voicing my opinion, coupled with my interpretation of what the dead is hearing or seeing, I believe what the Bible has to say about The Word of God.  I accept it as truth, and I confess Jesus Christ to be my Lord and Savior.  You do you.   I WANT TO LIVE, AGAIN, so I take God at His Word.

Dead is Dead according to my beliefs as explained in the King James Version of the Bible.  THE DEAD ARE DEAD; they cannot hear, see, talk, or walk.  The good news is the Dead will rise again.   It is written.

It’s Something to Think About!

Thank you Lord for breathing unto us the breath of life, it is in Jesus name that we pray giving all the Glory to God.  Amen!

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FROM THE HEART; UNTAINTED!

One small crack, although it can be painful does not mean you are broken.  Perhaps it only means you may have been put to the test.

It has been over 8 years since I was diagnosed with 3rd Stage Breast Cancer, and for 8 years I have been telling what I thought was the truth when it came to when I believed God stepped in to save my life.  I wrote about what I thought to be a miracle in my book; I Survived 60 Years to Get Cancer, Then Kill It./ The Norvie L. Cherry Story. xulonpress.com/bookstore

I often talk about that day in my motivational speeches, or to anyone who would listen.  Now I realize I only knew part of what transpired in May of 2008, as strange as it seems.

It just goes to show how much there is about ourselves that we don’t know.  Sometimes we have to live a little more, give a little more, and all the while have the ability to understand a little more.  All our knowledge is not gained at the same time so we need to expand a little more, maybe then we can begin to get a better idea at how we are supposed to act in order to be in the right place at the right time to expect a miracle.

In the book I tell a story about what happened the first time I was left alone with the knowledge that I had 3rd Stage Breast Cancer, and the doctors were not optimistic about me surviving this horrible disease.

When I entered the house from the garage with this awful knowledge, the first thing I realized was there was nothing I could do about it.  It is what it is, only God can fix this, is what I told myself.  I didn’t have the strength to walk up the four steps to the main house, and mentally I was whipped.  So I sat on the second step and started Praising God.  (This was not something I had planned on doing, it just happened.)

In the book I talk about how I thanked Him for all He had done for me over the last 60 years.  I thanked God for everywhere life had taken me, (especially in the motor home with my parents) the wonders I had seen, my siblings, the people I had met along the way, and the wealth I had incurred.

It’s too late now, but I wish I had a nickel for every dollar I spent unwisely, but it was ill-gotten fast money and it left even faster.

After thanking and praising God for sometime, I ended my prayer with, I have had a wonderful life, and I thank you for that, so if this is your will for the rest of my life, then let your will be done.  As I started to stand, The Spirit of the Lord came all over me and the tears began to fall.  Something happened, and I felt a sense of purpose to tell my story.

A story I was a part of that included pimps, murders, whores, and indiscretions.  Of course there were the good times, still this was a tale I was ashamed to talk about; not because of what I had done, but because of what I had to confess to.  A truth that hurts, but the truth nonetheless.

Over 8 years has passed since talking to Jesus on the steps that day, and just this weekend I realized it may not been the statement, Let your will be done that saved my life.  Perhaps it was What I didn’t say.

I didn’t say, nor did it enter my mind to say; Why me Lord?  If you do this, I will do that.  I promise I’ll do better.  This isn’t  fair.  Lord don’t let me die this way.  And I did not beg for my life, I only Praised God for the life I had been given. 

I now believe unspoken words are one of the most important lessons we should know about communication.  Something we as a people haven’t mastered, yet.  Perhaps God is good at the art of reading between the lines, I would like to think so for the sake of us all.

I spoke about what was in my heart and it wasn’t Woe is Me, nor did I complain about the decisions I made that could have possibly played a part in the cancer and life role. (Smoking cigarettes, not having children; the role estrogen played in that decision, etc.)   It was and still is, Thank you Lord for all you have done and will do.

I believe those spoken words and unspoken complaints lead me here, because every word came From the Heart; Untainted, as it should be.

It’s Something to Think About!

Thank you Lord for saving my life and the countless others, and it is in Jesus name that we pray.  To God be The Glory!

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