AN INTRODUCTION TO THE TIMES.
An excerpt from I Survived 60 Years To Get Cancer, Then Kill It./ The Norvie L. Cherry Story
I survived the time the gun was placed on the side of my head because a pimp thought it was impressive for all to see as an exhibit of manhood.
Bullets were whizzing past my head while I was driving the getaway car during an attempted robbery, not aware of the fact that robbery was the motive for my outing. I was waiting behind the wheel of my mother’s car when the shooting started. I know that sounds suspicious, but I was sixteen years old and I had snuck out of the house. This was not a good move, as I would find out the hard way. Thank God I survived, but I didn’t thank Him at the time.
A few years later I was riding my motorcycle and a car came so close, that it ripped the left side of my pant leg off. I had no idea why this driver was trying to run me off the road, but now I know it was the Devil. I was aware of some roadwork that was being completed and there was a large gap running across the street two feet wide and a few feet deep. I led the motorist there and jumped the curb at a high rate of speed.
He tore that car up, and the road crew was at a loss, wondering what all the commotion was about until I rode back around the corner and flipped him the finger. That day something helped me, but I couldn’t connect with it. Telling this story later on in life I remembered I cried out to Jesus.
I was so careless that my head was almost crushed under the right front tire of a 1976 Cutlass Oldsmobile. The tire caught a bit of my hair and pulled it out by the roots. Ouch! The gear shift chain was broken, so I had to go under the car and turn the shift by hand, and then get out alive. I know, but the problem was fixed the next day.
Jesus snatched my head out from under the weight of that vehicle, and I know it. If that was not bad enough, try spinning around two or three times on the Pennsylvania Turnpike in a blinding snowstorm; I have lied so many times about this one that I can’t keep the story straight, what I do remember is this; there was a terrible snow storm, I had bald tires, and I landed in a ditch.
I had to leave Detroit in a hurry because I was in a situation I should have never entered; I was too young and he was too old. These are only some of the incidents God hid me from so that I might live to get cancer, kill it, and then tell the world all about it as a Living Witness.
TO GOD BE THE GLORY!
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