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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!

I Survived 60 Years to Get Cancer Then Kill It./ The Norvie L.l Cherry Story is available at xulonpress.com/bookstore or get an e-Book at amazon.com/bookstore

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