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Memories From Two Years Ago

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February 04, 2016 one of the most traumatic events of my life occurred, I was robbed and raped.  I don’t write a lot on my blog about my personal life, but this does not escape my memory.  I remember that day well. Everything changed. Those of you that have been following me know that I am an invalid and this was unimaginable when I woke up at 4:30 AM to a knife in my side and a man on top of me with his other hand over my mouth.  His first words were, “I’m going to kill you.” Calmly I replied, “Kill me.”  He kept repeating this because I believe he wanted a scared reaction instead of my calm attitude and I kept answering him the same.  Kill me.

I could see that he had been in my room for quite some time as every cabinet and closet was opened.  He had to be extremely quiet because I sleep lightly. I also could feel that he had taken my father’s wedding ring which was on a necklace around my neck.  I knew I would never get it back and it was the only thing I had left of my father’s.  I really was not afraid of dying.  I was concerned about being cut up and permanently damaged.

Keeping my calm demeanor serenely I began praying out loud.  This really aggravated him and he stuffed a scarf down my throat, but I continued to pray. At a time like that you realize the only help you can get will be from The Divine!  He did what he wanted to do and left quickly because I could see that somehow he had become afraid.  I believe it was because of all of the divine entities that came into my room at that time.  I kept praying until I was positive he was gone.

At that point I called Rene, my son from another mother. He was here within ten minutes and I cannot begin to say how happy I was to see him. He held me as I cried. That was what I needed in that moment.

Anyone who has been through a robbery/rape can relate to what I’m saying.  Yes, I have healed in many ways, but I will always remember this incident.  Thanks to a donation I was able to install a metal security door on my bedroom, so now it would be close to impossible to get into my room at night.  Because of that security door I’m able to sleep without great concern.

For anyone who goes through an attack like this remain calm and pray because you will find help from beyond.  I do not claim to be an expert on rape victims, but I know what worked for me.

I am a survivor of rape. It isn’t anyone’s job or right to call it legitimate or otherwise. I am standing up for all rape survivors. I’m One!

The bottom line to remember is: “You live, You win.”

Many blessings to all of you survivors,
Cherokee Billie

Memories From One Year Ago

If you are a victim of Rape, Do not keep quiet
Last year on February 4 one of the most traumatic events of my life occurred, I was robbed and raped. I don’t write a lot on my blog about my personal life, but this does not escape my memory. I remember that day well. Everything changed. Those of you that have been following me know that I am an invalid and this was unimaginable when I woke up at 4:30 AM to a knife in my side and a man on top of me with his other hand over my mouth. His first words were, “I’m going to kill you.” Calmly I replied, “Kill me.” He kept repeating this because I believe he wanted a scared reaction instead of my calm attitude and I kept answering him the same.

I could see that he had been in my room for quite some time as every cabinet and closet was opened. He had to be extremely quiet because I sleep lightly. I also could feel that he had taken my father’s wedding ring which was on a necklace around my neck. I knew I would never get it back and it was the only thing I had left of my father’s. I really was not afraid of dying. I was concerned about being cut up and permanently damaged.

Keeping my calm demeanor serenely I began praying out loud. This really aggravated him and he stuffed a scarf down my throat, but I continued to pray. He did what he wanted to do and left quickly because I could see that somehow he had become afraid. I believe it was because of all of the divine entities that came into my room at that time. I kept praying until I was positive he was gone.

Anyone who has been through a robbery/rape can relate to what I’m saying. Yes, I have healed in many ways, but I will always remember this incident. Thanks to a donation I was able to install a metal security door on my bedroom, so now it would be close to impossible to get into my room at night. Because of that security door I’m able to sleep without great concern.

For anyone who goes through an attack like this remain calm and pray because you will find help from beyond. I do not claim to be an expert on rape victims, but I know what worked for me.

I am a survivor of rape. It isn’t anyone’s job or right to call it legitimate or otherwise. I am standing up for all rape survivors. I’m One!

The bottom line to remember is: “You live, You win.”

Many blessings,
Cherokee Billie

My Cat Tigre

Tigre came into my life when she was only six weeks old, close to nine years ago. From the moment she entered my life she brought great joy and happiness to my other cat Isis and me.

She is the most curious little cat I have ever seen. Nothing gets past her. She is an indoor cat and basically feels that she owns everything. She can jump up on to the top of the closet door and do an acrobatic act. She always makes me laugh and smile.

Last December she became seriously ill. I sent her to a doctor who said she had tumors in a stomach and needed chemotherapy. The doctor could not give me any test to prove his theory. By then send her to another doctor who only observed her and did not perform any sort of tests. I just kept trying to take care of her myself at that point. I knew she was not well, but she was a little bit better over the months.

Two weeks ago I knew she was seriously ill. This time I sent her faraway to a specialist and the prognosis was not good at the time. She was completely dehydrated and her liver levels were so bad he did not think she would live. He started her on IV’s and she remained in the hospital for week. Her problem was a kidney infection that has probably been going on since December. Also he found that she had an inflammatory bowel condition. He felt she had improved significantly and he sent her home last Friday. He gave me medicine to give her every day, which has not been easy. But with the help of my friends we have been able to give her the medicine. She is also been on special food.

Yesterday she vomited just a tiny bit of liquid and hair. I did not feel it was an emergency and did not call the doctor. However, this morning she is vomiting a great deal and I know that she has to go back into the hospital. I will be calling the doctor early this morning.

I love her so much and she brings such happiness into my life. I would like her to stay in my life for a few more years.

Why I’m writing this is to ask for you to pray for my precious little Tigre and for me also because the stress is enormous.

If I do not answer an e-mail or message from you please be patient and understand that I have a lot on my plate and I’m doing the best that I can to manage my work and my personal life.

I appreciate each one of you then know that you will be praying.

Many blessings to all,
Cherokee Billie

Understand That Things Happen For a Reason


The brand new pastor and his wife, newly assigned to their first ministry, to reopen a church in suburban Brooklyn , arrived in early October excited about their opportunities. When they saw their church, it was very run down and needed much work. They set a goal to have everything done in time to have their first service on Christmas Eve.

They worked hard, repairing pews, plastering walls,painting, etc, and on December 18 were ahead of schedule and just about finished.

On December 19 a terrible tempest – a driving rainstorm hit the area and lasted for two days.

On the 21st, the pastor went over to the church.His heart sank when he saw that the roof had leaked, causing a large area of plaster about
20 feet by 8 feet to fall off the front wall of the sanctuary just behind the pulpit, beginning about head high.

The pastor cleaned up the mess on the floor, and not knowing what else to do but postpone the Christmas Eve service, headed home. On the way he noticed that a local business was
having a flea market type sale for charity, so he stopped in. One of the items was a beautiful, handmade, ivory colored, crocheted tablecloth
with exquisite work, fine colors and a Cross embroidered right in the center. It was just the right size to cover the hole in the front wall. He bought it and headed back to the church.

By this time it had started to snow. An older woman running from the opposite direction was trying to catch the bus. She missed it. The pastor
invited her to wait in the warm church for the next bus 45 minutes later.

She sat in a pew and paid no attention to the pastor while he got a ladder, hangers, etc., to put
up the tablecloth as a wall tapestry. The pastor could hardly believe how beautiful it looked and it covered up the entire problem area.

Then he noticed the woman walking down the center aisle. Her face was like a sheet. “Pastor,” she asked, “where did you get that tablecloth?” The pastor explained. The woman asked him to check
the lower right corner to see if the initials, EBG were crocheted into
it there. They were. These were the initials of the woman, and she had
made this tablecloth 35 years before, in Austria .

The woman could hardly believe it as the pastor told how he had just gotten “The Tablecloth”. The
woman explained that before the war she and her husband were well-to-do people in Austria .

When the Nazis came, she was forced to leave. Her husband was going to follow her the next week. He was captured, sent to prison and never saw her husband or her home again.

The pastor wanted to give her the tablecloth;but she made the pastor keep it for the church.The pastor insisted on driving her home. That
was the least he could do. She lived on the other side of Staten Island and was only in Brooklyn for the day for a housecleaning job.

What a wonderful service they had on Christmas Eve. The church was almost full. The music and the
spirit were great. At the end of the service, the pastor and his wife greeted everyone at the door
and many said that they would return.

One older man, whom the pastor recognized from the neighborhood continued to sit in one of the
pews and stare, and the pastor wondered why he wasn’t leaving.

The man asked him where he got the tablecloth on the front wall because it was identical to one that his wife had made years ago when they lived in Austria before the war and how
could there be two tablecloths so much alike?

He told the pastor how the Nazis came, how he forced his wife to flee for her safety and he was supposed to follow her, but he was arrested and
put in a prison. He never saw his wife or his home again all the 35 years between.

The pastor asked him if he would allow him to take him for a little ride. They drove to Staten Island and to the same house where the pastor
had taken the woman three days earlier.

He helped the man climb the three flights of stairs to the woman’s apartment, knocked on the door and he saw the greatest Christmas
reunion he could ever imagine.

True Story – submitted by Pastor Rob Reid who says God does work in mysterious ways.I asked the Lord to bless you as I prayed for you today, to guide you and protect you as you go along your way. His love is always with you. His promises are true, and when we give Him all our cares we know He will see us through.

So when the road you’re traveling seems difficult at best, just remember I’m here praying and God will do the rest. Pass this on to those you want God to bless.

What is your Number One Pet Peeve?

We all have something that just drives us crazy. No matter how spiritual we may try to be there is always that one thing that really pushes our buttons. Of course our biggest goal is to try to overcome being annoyed by things, but we still are human and certain things can bother us.

For me the thing that annoys me the most is people not keeping appointments and not bothering to inform you that they will not show up at the designated time or the fact that they will never show up. It’s especially aggravating when it’s a repair person and you have something broken that needs to be fixed. I spend a great deal of time praying for repair people.

Share with me what your Number One Pet Peeve is.

Why Was Haiti Hit So Hard?

So many people are asking why the country of Haiti was so devastated by an earthquake on January 12, 2010. We are always questioning these acts of nature and many people wonder how there can be a God who allows so much destruction, death, and unhappiness. I went into deep meditation over this because so many people have been asking this question and here is what I have received.

It gives people an opportunity to show their true humanitarianism by giving freely of their money, time and energy to such an impoverished country. Throughout the beginning of mankind the message has been to show love and kindness to everyone you meet. Yet, we go about our lives forgetting this message on a daily basis. Perhaps we are angry with the driver who cut us off on the freeway, family, spouse, children or friends. We don’t stop to take the time to realize that they are going through their own personal traumas and we forget about showing little acts of kindness.

So to remind us that we are to be kind and compassionate God allows something huge to happen to wake us up to the fact that we all inhabit this planet, and we all breathe the same air, and we all love our children. People have been feeling more emotions this past week than they had in quite some time. Continue your prayers for the people of Haiti who are suffering and just needing the bare necessities.

Those that perished in the Earthquake are free from the concerns of our world and are now living in the presence of the Divine Light of God. The problem is for those left behind; it’s hard for them to deal with the death of a loved one or friend and to see their country destroyed. Right now they are just concerned about getting food and water. It takes you to the very foundation of our existence (survival) when you are faced with such a calamity. They’re not concerned about work, status or what they’re going to do for entertainment. This is what brings out your humanity. You realize this could happen to you. If we could live in this aware state constantly we could change the world into a different place then it is right now.

Many times as a spiritual advisor I have delivered the message that we should show love in just simple acts such as a smile to a stranger. You have no idea what that person maybe going through in that moment and your smile could mean a great deal and change the way they feel.

Look around in your own city and you will see there are many impoverished people who are living in their cars or on the streets. Think of ways you can help those in your immediate area. They are crying out in silent desperation. Let us open our spirits and souls to be able to hear these silent cries. When you can hear the silent cries you are closer to The Divine than ever before.

So remember the acts of nature that come about are God’s ways of making us more humane. Practice your humanity with every person you meet daily. Truly look into their faces and see what may be hiding behind them and to send a silent prayer for those you do not know as you pass them in the supermarket, shopping malls or on the streets.

Put action to your prayers and do what you can to help your fellow human passing through your life.

God bless and help all the people in Haiti right now. Thank you Heavenly Father, Amen.

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