The last time Oprah was here I managed to get 4 tickets and I auctioned them on Ebay, I received 2,000.00 and our pantry fed over 200 families in our community. For the last two and a half years I have seen grown men who were Executive's cry on my shoulder because they had to get food from Minnie's Food Pantry which was named after my mother and inspired by a few words that Oprah said to me. I began my quest in search of something that would provide a legacy for me and I knocked on alot of doors looking for Oprahtunities. I wanted to BE the difference in our community. I've spoken to thousands of kids in schools and at groups about giving. I have exhausted every dollar in my personal checking and savings account because of a few words that Oprah personally said to me. "Pursue Your Passion". It has been an adventure to say the least. This week Oprah will be in our state and she told me she would come back over 7 years ago. I have several stories and Oprah encounters but the one most dear to me is this one. Nothing Happens by Chance Nothing. I have done as she instructed and now I am ready for a big Oprahtunity moment. Here is my true moment in my life.
In May, I videotaped my father in his hospital room asking Oprah Winfrey to let me attend a taping of her show.
My father, Robert Hawthorne, was also my pastor and friend. He was a silent force in our family of eight. He treated my mother like a queen, and my sister and I were his little princesses. Dad had been a pastor in Plano for over 30 years, and he loved God so much he traveled eight hours each weekend to his hometown, Jasper, to get another church started.
In late January, he thought he had contracted the flu, but after many tests and battling a sickness doctors could not diagnose, he died six months later. As his first-born daughter, I was devastated and still am as I write this. I remember walking in my father's hospital room while he was watching Oprah. I told him that I was going to attend her show before the end of the year. Dad loved me so much he allowed me to videotape him on his sick bed. My intentions were to send the videotape to Oprah and hope for tickets, but, unfortunately, I lost the videotape. But last Wednesday, I woke up to a bed of tears. I was in Chicago; I was going to attend a taping of the Oprah Winfrey Show, and I was overwhelmed with emotions. I recalled my father's words to me, and I reflected upon that moment in the hospital room. I got dressed and put on my father's praying hands, which my mom gave me at his funeral.
Dad, are you watching me? Can you see what's about to happen?
I was so confident that he knew that this day would come. I entered the doors to Oprah's studio. They seated me on the first seat of the front row. Who would have thought a plain old girl from Plano, Texas, would be sitting on the front row of Oprah's show? The audience coordinator asked who was happy to be there, and I screamed. He called me up on the stage and told the audience I would be Oprah. He told me to sit on the famous couch where she interviews her guests. I sat on the couch but realized I was sitting where the guests sat, so I immediately switched seats. The audience laughed. I grabbed Oprah's pillow and held it. I was thinking about my conversation with Dad. I held the pillow tighter. I am sure nobody understood why I was so overwhelmed.
Then the audience coordinator said, "Cheryl, you will be Oprah. Go outside the famous doors and come back in." I lost my composure. I, the preachers' kid, Robert Hawthorne's daughter, was about to walk through the same doors that the queen of talk Oprah Winfrey did. When the doors opened I walked through them just like Oprah, and I shook hands with the audience members and I remember one lady jumping in the aisle to give me a hug. (Was that from my dad?) As I walked up on the stage, I listened to the crowd cheering and yelling for me. I motioned for them to sit down, but they continued. I looked up and thought, "Dad, this is for you."
I am convinced that those praying hands worked for me. Oprah says that nothing happens by accident. I believe that
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