My Life Is in God's Hands: The Autobiography of Shereice Garrett
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What happens when you are thrown that unfortunate curve ball that changes your life forever? Do you throw it back? Do you keep it as a souvenir? What do you do?
My Life Is In Gods Hands tells the story of a courageous Black woman who was thrown many curve balls in life. She did not give up. Instead she used her faith in God to guide her thru lifes byways and highways. Her experiences taught her, she was safe and tucked away in the mercy and blessed hands of God. Even when her life flashed before her eyes more than once, even when she had to learn to walk again more than twice, she held on to Gods unchanging hands, trusting and believing that although her earthly vessel tried to leave, her spirit would always remain intact and be safe in the hands of God.
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My Life Is In God’s Hands:
The Autobiography of Shereice Garrett
Table of Contents
Dedication
Introduction
Chapter 1: Early Years
Chapter 2: Maranatha Christian Academy
Chapter 3: Another Sister
Chapter 4: It’s Time to Say Goodbye
Chapter 5: A Whole New World
Chapter 6: These Are the Things That Make Us Stronger
Chapter 7: A Change of Plans
Chapter 8: Tests and Trials
Chapter 9: A New Century, A New Beginning
Chapter 10: Miracles
Chapter 11: Another Answered Prayer
Chapter 12: New Beginnings
Chapter 13: A Step In The Right Direction
Chapter 14: My Life Is In God’s Hands
Chapter 15: A Year to Love
Chapter 16: Say What?
Chapter 17: Precious Gifts
Chapter 18: One Year Old
Conclusion
Epilogue
image001.jpgDedication
THIS BOOK IS DEDICATED TO THE LATE
DR. MARGARET T.G BURROUGHS
THANK YOU FOR YOUR KIND WORDS, GUIDANCE AND INSPIRATION.
WITHOUT YOU, THIS BOOK WOULD NEVER HAVE BEEN COMPLETED.
THANK YOU FOR YOUR HONEST FEEDBACK.
THIS BOOK IS ALSO DEDICATED TO ONE OF
MY SPIRITUAL MOTHERS,
MRS. DORIS J. MERRILL
YOUR COUNTLESS HOURS OF EXPERTISE,
IN AND OUT OF THE CLASSROOM,
AND LOVE HELPED PUT THE FINISHING TOUCHES
ON MY BOOK.
THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING BEYOND THE PAGES
OF THIS BOOK.
THIS BOOK IS ALSO DEDICATED TO ONE OF
MY SISTERS IN SPIRIT,
MRS. DEIRDRE JACKSON JONES.
ALTHOUGH I HAVE ONLY KNOW YOU FOR OVER SEVEN YEARS, I FEEL LIKE I HAVE KNOWN YOU FOR A LIFETIME. THANK YOU FOR STANDING IN AGREEMENTWITH ME ON THE VISION. THANK YOU FOR NEVER BEING AFRAID TO BE HONEST WITH ME. THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING. I HAVEN’T FORGETTEN ABOUT THE ICE CREAM. 46398.jpg
THIS BOOK IS ALSO DEDICATED
TO MY PATERNAL GRANDMOTHER,
LORENER GARRETT
WHO HAS ALWAYS BEEN A SOURCE OF STRENGTH FOR ME, I KNOW I COULD ALWAYS COME TO YOU ABOUT ANYTHING GRANNIE. I LOVE YOU. THANK YOU FOR YOUR HONESTY, NO MATTER HOW RAW. 46400.jpg
AND TO MY PARENTS,
REV. JOSEPH AND ROSA GARRETT
THANK YOU FOR NEVER GIVING UP, EVEN WHEN THE ROAD WAS ROUGH AND UNCERTAIN. I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU.
AND TO EVERY SISTER, BROTHER, AUNT, UNCLE, COUSIN, FRIEND, NEIGHBOR, SPIRITUAL ADVISOR, AND ANYONE ELSE I DID NOT NAME SPECIFICALLY, THERE IS NOT
ENOUGH INK TO NAME EVERY INDIVIDUAL WHO HAVE
BLESSED MY LIFE BUT DO KNOW YOUR ACTIONS
AND LOVE NEVER WENT UNNOTICED. THANK YOU FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. I LOVE YOU ALL.
"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, ‘plans to prosper you and not harm you,
plans to give you hope and a future."
Jeremiah 29:11 (NIV)
image002.tifIntroduction
When one thinks about their life, many things come to mind. Family… friends… home… career goals… economic goals… other aspirations… and things to do for fun, just to name a few. Never does one think of pain, doctor’s appointments, medications, diagnoses, death, numerous hospitalizations, surgeries or, counting the days one stays home, without getting sick or being hospitalized. Of course, that is, unless your name is Shereice Garrett. These are the things that have become the basis for what I call my life. However I am not upset, sad or even depressed about them. Why? I was taught a long time ago, as well as, reminded numerous times; these are the things that make us stronger. My faith in God plays a vital role in maintaining my sanity. I was taught a long time ago, God will never put more on us than we can bear. God gives us His holy word, the bible, for guidance. He also places people in our lives to balance us out. By this I mean, these people are a help to us but we may also be a help to them. Because God has blessed me with so many wonderful people in my life, my heart longs to make mention of all of you but some names have been purposely omitted and changed out of respect for their privacy because I will be forever grateful for their presence in my life.
I can do all things through Christ who strengtheneth me.
Philippians 4:13 (KJV)
image003.gifChapter 1: Early Years
I was born on September 5, 1977 at Roseland Community Hospital in Chicago, Illinois. My father’s name is Joseph Jr. He worked for Chicago Norwest Railroad as a technician, at the time. My mother’s name is Rosa. She worked at Chicago Osteopathic Hospital, at the time. I was the youngest of three children, in my household, all of whom were girls. My oldest sister name is Netta. At the time of my birth, she was seven years old. My second oldest sister is Sha. She was six years old at the time of my birth.
At birth, I weighed six pounds, eleven ounces and had a head full of hair. Many people commented including family and friends, I had as much hair as an average two year old. At three months old, while on a routine doctor’s visit, doctors felt there was something abnormal with the size of my head. I was referred to other specialists who confirmed the doctor’s suspicion. Over the next ten months, I was admitted in and out of the hospital for a series of tests. Hospital stays ranged from three days to thirty days. Upon completion of these tests, I was diagnosed with an arachnoid cyst on the cerebellum with ventricular hydrocephalus.
"Arachnoid cysts are fluid-filled sacs that occur on the arachnoid membrane that covers the brain (intracranial) and the spinal cord (spinal). There are 3 membranes covering these components on the central nervous system: durra mater, arachnoid, and pia mater. Arachnoid cysts appear on the arachnoid membrane and they may also expand into the space between the pia mater and arachnoid membranes (subarachnoid space). The most common locations for intracranial arachnoid cyst are the middle fossa (near the temporal lobe), the supracellar region (near the third ventricle) and the posterior fossa, which contains the cerebellum, pons, and medulla oblongata.
. . . common symptoms are headaches, seizures and abdominal accumulation of excessive cerebrospinal fluid in the brain (hydrocephalus)."
http://www.cigna.com/healthinfo/hard989.html
It was decided that there was a need for surgery. During surgery doctors placed a VP (ventricular peritoneal) shunt in my head to drain the excess fluid from my brain. The surgery was successful. However, all of my hair had to be cut off for the surgery and I was reduced to being a bald head baby girl.
My earliest childhood memories are those of my uncle Mat and my very first school, Community Day Care Center. My uncle Mat was the youngest boy in a family of seven children, two girls and five boys, on my father’s side of the family. During my early childhood years, my uncle Mat lived with my family. I loved him so much and it wasn’t just because he spoiled me. Uncle Mat was a wonderful caterer who had a flair for fashion and hair. He loved dressing me up, making my hair pretty and, taking me places with him. He always protected me. In his eyes, I could do no wrong. When I wasn’t with my parents, I felt safe with my uncle Mat.
The school, which began to set the foundation of my education and life, was Community Day Care Center, now called Community Learning Center on Chicago’s south side. The director was Ms. Robinson, who everyone affectionately called Mommy Anna. My kindergarten teacher was Mrs. Johnson, who everyone affectionately called Mommy Johnson. In addition to the developmental skills they taught me, they also showed me love and understanding regarding a childhood problem that plagued me. I dealt with heavy incontinence for all of my childhood. Instead of making a big issue of it, I can remember them being discreet about it when helping me get cleaned up, whenever it occurred. What these two women did for me, will have their memories ingrained in my heart and mind for as long as I live. As I graduated from kindergarten, I can remember feeling nervous and sad. These were the women who set the foundation for me. How would anyone measure up to them?
Throughout grammar school, my parents kept me in private school. They were still nervous about my health and felt that private school would do a better job of watching over me, as well as, provide me with a quality education. For the next three years, I attended Mount Calvary Christian Academy located 1257 West 111th Street on Chicago’s south side. My God-sister, Ena, also attended Mount Calvary. We were two years apart in age and grade. The differences between us weren’t important because we did a lot together. During this time, Ena practically lived with our family because she lived with her grandmother, who worked away from her home during the week. On weekends, she went home with her grandmother.
At the tender age of eight, I accepted Christ into my life and was baptized. Ena was six. She also accepted Christ in her life and was baptized. I became a member of True Right Missionary Baptist Church, located 311 East 95th Street on Chicago’s south side. At the time, my pastor was Rev. Willie J. Murphy. I loved my church family. They were like my extended family. My best friend, Donyiel, at the time, attended this church as well. We sung in the Junior Choir together.
Sundays were special in our family. We got up early Sunday mornings and while we got ready for church, we listened to KKC. If for some reason we didn’t listen to KKC, we listened to WGCI with Jackie Hasselrigg. I could remember my sister Sha loved Father Hayes and Cosmopolitan Church, Jesus Can Work It Out.
That was my sister’s song. Sha would stop whatever she was doing and . . . turned it over to the Lord and He worked it out…
She knew that song forwards and backwards. She always sung lead and Netta and I was always the choir. You didn’t have a choice back then; everyone got up on Sunday mornings and went to church together. My father always quoted Joshua, placing emphasis on the last part of that scripture.
And if it seems evil unto you to serve the LORD, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: BUT AS FOR ME AND MY HOUSE, WE WILL SERVE THE LORD.
Joshua 24:15 (KJV)
King James Version (KJV) Public Domain
www.biblegateway.com/passage
Just about my entire family was involved with activities at church. My father was in the Inspirational Mass Choir (he was also an ordained deacon until God called him further into the ministry and he became an ordained minister). He was a tenor. I have to admit, I enjoyed listening to my father sing. One of my favorite songs to hear him lead was In My Veins.
I also enjoyed listening to Daddy lead Jesus Is Mine.
My sister Netta also sung in the Mass Choir for a while. Sha was on the Junior Usher Board. The Inspirational Mass Choir had some wonderful voices in the choir. Willette, Daphne, Valerie, Momma Tucker, and my daddy, just to name a few. Then there was Emma Q. She came in the church praising God and left out the church praising God. She would dance from one end of the church to the other end and never fall, trip or miss a step.
Sunday dinners were usually full and plentiful. Momma sometimes began cooking Saturday night or early Sunday morning before we went to church, except those Sundays when there wasn’t enough time for a big dinner because we were hurrying back to church for the afternoon musicals. Back then the Inspirational Mass Choir had monthly musicals that were held on the 2nd Sunday afternoon at 3:00pm. Those Sundays were full. My family and I would get up and go to morning service and come back home for dinner. Usually, because we were trying to hurry back to the musical, dinner was Kentucky Fried Chicken (thanks for the reminder Sha and Netta 46402.jpg ). We would then hurry back to church for the choir musicals. Those musicals were always spirit-filled and enjoyable.
One of the things I enjoyed growing up in True Right was Homecoming Musical.
The Inspirational Mass choir had Homecoming Musical
every few years. Those musicals were awesome. Almost all of the old members, who moved on and were no longer members of the church, would come back for this special evening. Former members, as well as, current members of the choir would unite and sing together on this special Sunday. Junior Choir members also sung in the Homecoming choir. Rehearsals were usually held once a week, for several weeks, leading up to the big Sunday. On Homecoming Sunday, Rev. Murphy usually tried to get us out of morning service earlier than usual. We rushed home, ate a quick dinner and, hurried back to church. If you wanted a good seat, you had to be back at church at least one hour before the musical started. The parking lots were always packed to capacity on that Sunday. Attendees who weren’t able to park in the parking lot usually parked somewhere on 95th Street or on the side streets parallel to the church. The sanctuary was packed. Folding chairs would have to be placed throughout the sanctuary to accommodate everyone, without being a fire hazard. Everyone enjoyed the Homecoming musicals so much; video tapes were made available of the service.
I enjoyed the activities I was involved in at church. When I was younger, I had a slight case of stage fright. Being a member of the choir helped calm that nervousness, although it would take several more years to be fully free of that fear. One of the reasons the junior choir worked so well was because of our director, Rev. Scott. She loved the Lord and it was evident when she spoke, played the piano and/or directed the choir. Rev. Scott often had us memorize bible verses because she believed although we were young, we still needed to understand what we were singing about. One of the first bible verses I memorized as a member of the choir was Philippians 4:13.
I can do all things through Christ who strengtheneth me.
(KJV)
This scripture, I would later learn, would have a major impact on the thing I attempted and did accomplish in life.
Around this time, my best friend Donyiel, and I were practically inseparable. We did a lot of things together. Donyiel and her family was one of the few people whose house I visited and my parents didn’t mind. At that time, I didn’t ever think the bond we shared would ever be broken. Donyiel’s parents treated me like one of their own. They were also very understanding of my bladder problem and didn’t make a huge deal about the few occasions my incontinence was active. Donyiel’s mother was like another mother to me. Over time I started calling her Momma.
Donyiel did as well, sometimes even better, than me in school. As I was coming to the end of the school year in third grade, I received some very good news. Donyiel, who was one year behind me in age and grade, would be allowed to skip a grade which meant we would both be in the fourth grade.
My parents were always concerned about my well-being. Whenever I became sick, it was their love and concern, along with the doctor’s care, that speeded the recovery process. For example, my tonsils became swollen and infected. I was given the penicillin shot when my parents took me to the doctor. Unfortunately, by the next day, my neck and tonsils were twice the size they were when I went to the doctor. I was immediately hospitalized. Because I was only nine years old, I did not understand what was happening to me or why I had to stay in the hospital.
My mother made these times easier to cope with and understand. Throughout the duration of my hospitalization, my mother never left my side. She ate with me. She bathed me daily. When it was time to sleep, my mother made sure I was comfortable and proceeded to sleep upright in a very uncomfortable chair. To this day, I still do not understand how she did it the entire time I was in the hospital but, I am forever thankful to God and my mother that she chose to do it.
My parents felt they should get quality if they paid for quality. As a result, whenever my parents became unimpressed with the quality of the school I attended, they transferred me to another school. My parents transferred me to Richard Daniel Henton Academy when I entered fifth grade. By this time, Ena had started going through some changes which resulted in her grandmother transferring her into public school. These changes also caused friction in our relationship sometimes. However, I never gave up on Ena. She is my God-sister and I love her very much. I will always love her. I just prayed that God would continue to cover her with His precious blood.
Around this time we received another blessing and addition to our family. Ena has a younger sister name Whitney, like the singer. Whitney was lovable from the start. When she was first born, my family fell in love with her from the start. Over time, my parents made an arrangement with her mother that entailed my parents keeping Whitney on the weekends. Over time, Whitney and Ena’s mother did a selfless act. When she realized she could not properly care for Whitney, my parents became Whitney’s legal guardians. I was no longer the baby and everyone made sure I knew it. That is not to say I was being neglected, I just wasn’t receiving the same attention I had become accustomed to receiving.
While attending Richard Daniel Henton Academy, my teacher was Ms. Calhoun. I will never forget this woman. She had spunk. She enjoyed teaching and it was exhibited in what she did. Another thing was Ms. Calhoun and I had two special things in common. We were both left-handed. We also loved the color purple. This came in handy because my daddy enjoyed making jokes about me being left-handed, a quality I inherited from my mother. I don’t think he fully understood how much that irritated my nerves when he made those jokes. My father viewed left-handed people as being backwards. He told me this was a right-handed world and the only way to survive was to be right-handed. Ms. Calhoun always encouraged me. I can remember her teaching me that God made everyone unique and in His image. Just because I was left-handed didn’t mean anything negative. She told me to ignore anyone who told me different. I worked very hard and it paid off. I didn’t make the honor roll that year, as I had previous years, but my grades were still very good and I came very close.
For the most part, I got along well with my classmates at Henton. Among them was my friend Sharice. I will be forever grateful to Ms. Calhoun for introducing me to her. With the exception of the typical childhood disagreements, we got along very well. She was the first person who I met with the same name as me. It was ironic. There were three of us, with the same name, in the school, all with completely different ways of spelling our names. To differentiate between us, Ms. Calhoun, as well as many others, referred to us by our last names. There was also Kevin. He was very quiet and soft-spoken. He was also extremely pleasant when he spoke. There was also Timothy. We spoke to one another but it wasn’t until my college years I realized how much of a blessing he was, and still is, in my life. This school year ran smoothly. Momma dropped me off, as well as, picked me up from school. Then she dropped Whitney off at Grannie’s house, before proceeding to work. Back then, daddy had to be at work very early so he couldn’t take me to school. Unfortunately, this school closed as the next school year began so I had to transfer to another school.
"Train up a child in the way he should go:
and when he is old, he will not depart from it."
Proverbs 22:6 (KJV)
image004.jpgChapter 2:
Maranatha Christian Academy
My remaining three years of grammar school was spent at Maranatha Christian Academy located at 115 West 108th Street, also on Chicago’s south side. This school was probably the smallest school I ever attended. This school also set the foundation for what I thought to be my future career plans. I was nervous when I first began attending classes. This school was definitely smaller than Henton. Another difference was beginning in the 4th grade, students switched classes. This was a new experience I would have to get accustomed to. I enjoyed all of my teachers except my 6th grade homeroom teacher. He did not know how to communicate with students unless he was hollering. I did not disrespect him. I just told my mother so she could talk to him.
Because I got dropped off early, I sat in the cafeteria (as everyone did) until the bell rang, indicating the start of classes. It was during this time I met Mrs. Love. Mrs. Love was in charge of the breakfast program, as well as, taught the kindergarten class. She had such a soft, Godly demeanor about her. Her love and faith in God was evident in all she did. One morning I asked Mrs. Love if I could assist her with the breakfast program. This began a wonderful relationship of mentor and mentee. As she taught me the ropes of the breakfast program, she also taught me many things about the bible. I first fully understood the significance of tithing from the teachings of Mrs. Love.
Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there should not be room enough to receive it
Malachi 3:10 (KJV)
The preschool class was taught by Ms. Lee that year. I enjoyed watching Ms. Lee work with the children. I also assisted Ms. Lee by sitting with the children during prayer. The teachers began each