God’s Goofhead: #HereForIt!

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#HereForIt.

Hahahahahaha!

Don’t ask me why, but I loooooove thinking of hash tags, in my head. I think it a scream how everything appears to be a hashtag of some sort for some apparently earth-shattering reason.

Hastag, this. Tag, that.

God KNOWS I am a goof. The past few days, He has been whispering really silly ones to me. How does He talk with me? Am only going to tell those who email me. The rest of yall can kick rocks and find out over the course of pieces.

Anywho, my fave, this week is HereForIt!

I am #HereForIt:

Love.

Joy.

Peace.

Hope.

Healing.

Freedom.

Growth.

Financial prosperity.

God.

Life.

Jesus.

The Universe.

You.

#HereForIt!

I love how God loves me. He just loves ME. Goof and all. Serious and all. Prosperous and all. Lacking and all. Loud and all. Quiet and all. Mary and all. Martha and all. Loving and all. Unkind and all. Thoughtful and all. Thoughtless and all.

God loves me.

Always.

🥰

How great is that?!

Don’t worry if you appear to be a goofball. We are all different. Be you. The world is all about that hate life. Today, it may love you, depending on what you have. Tomorrow, it may hate you for what you have. That is a they problem.

Keep going.

Even when you are not strong.

You don’t have to be.

As He is, so are we, the Bible says. What does that mean?

Ah.

Aha!

Keep asking.

Remember:

You are loved.

You are not alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HowGreatIsThis?!

#HereForIt!

ttnette37@yahoo.com

  • SATURDAY MATINEE 🎬
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  • Not TODAY!
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  • Friday, October 16, 2026 — 6:00 PM
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  • Even then. Even when. 
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  • Two things can be true, beloved.
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  • Stuck between two worlds.
    Beloveds, I feel stuck. Stuck between two worlds: Hopeful, yet wondering. Able, yet, hesitant. Joyful, yet, wandering. Stuck in the middle of… New life. Old life. Future life. Nevertheless/however Cassandra lives. Ah, God, why must I be stuck in the middle. I trust You. I’m learning to trust me, too. Thank You for loving me … Continue reading Stuck between two worlds. →
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My dreams won’t let me sleep in.

I’m tired.

Exhausted really.

My dreams, have awakened, from deep within.

My dreams, have awakened, from deep within, me.

My dreams, have awakened, me.

From, my slumber.

From, my slumber, my dreams, called out, to me.

Wake up! God calls, for you!

Wake up! Life asks, for you!

Wake up! The Universe, needs you!

My dreams, pursue, relentlessly.

My dreams, pursue, ME, relentlessly.

My dreams, won’t let me sleep!

My dreams, won’t let me sleep in.

My dreams, won’t let me sleep in, today.

Relentless.

My dreams, are relentless!

I am tired.

Exhausted, really.

From, running away.

From, running away, from God’s, Belief, in ME!

From, running away, from Life’s, need, of ME!

From, running away, The Universe’s Call, for ME!

ME?!

How can They call, for ME, I tiredly, asked my dreams?

Leave me be!

Let me sleep walk, through my life, I entreated, my dreams.

Rise up, my dreams, shouted relentlessly, to me.

You have no time to sleep, my dreams, told me.

You have slept, much too long.

Wake up, beloved, and LIVE!

I’m tired.

Exhausted really.

Tired of, running away.

Tired of, running away, from my dreams.

Tired of, running away, from, my needs.

My dreams, have awakened.

My dreams, have awakened, me.

I have been:

Shaken.

Stirred.

Now, shakened, I pursue.

Now, stirred, I pursue, my dreams.

I am relentless.

I have no time to sleep in.

My dreams, won’t let me sleep in, today.

relentless,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: Wake up, beloveds! Time grows short. Your dreams have been calling for you for the whole of your life. Wake up, now. Get going. Go on, now. Move!

One step!

One step!

One step!

  • SATURDAY MATINEE 🎬
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  • Not TODAY!
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  • Keep on Keeping On 🌅💛.
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  • Even then. Even when. 
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Relentless: Get that.

I am not strong.

I am courageous.

I am relentless.

Get that, world?

I could care less, that you appear to care less, for me.

I am relentless.

Get that, Universe?

Give me, mine!

I am relentless.

Get that, satan?

I shall send you back to the hell from whence you came. you shall NOT be the death of me.

Ha!

Relentless.

Get that?!

Say that!!

YYYYYAAAAAAASSSSSS!!

I am not strong. I was never meant to be, was never called to be anything but…

Relentless.

I am.

Ah.

Aha!

in hot pursuit of my dreams,

Cassandra aka Relentless

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereforIt

Note: You ain’t got time for notes. Get that?Get after it. Your dreams are waiting on you!

One step!

One step!

  • SATURDAY MATINEE 🎬
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  • Cry won but that’s okay.
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  • Not TODAY!
    Fear. Not.✋🏿 Not TODAY!🖖🏿 Despair. Not.✋🏿 Not TODAY!🖖🏿 Hopeless. Not.✋🏿 Not TODAY!🖖🏿 Despair. Not. Not TODAY! Desperate. Not. ✋🏿 Not TODAY!🖖🏿 Disheartened. Not.✋🏿 Not TODAY!🖖🏿 Discouraged. Not.✋🏿 Not TODAY! Today  I planned something fun for 6p. Health said, Nah Fam, refusing to release it’s grip, on my numb left hand. Leaving me: Stuck in bed, … Continue reading Not TODAY! →
  • Friday, October 16, 2026 — 6:00 PM
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  • There’s room for all of us — Bring it home.
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  • Keep on Keeping On 🌅💛.
    Keep on Keeping On 🌅💛 Friday, October 16, 2026 | 8:00 AM Good morning, Beloveds! 🥰☕️ Just stopping by to remind somebody of something this morning. YOU GOT THIS! 💪🏿❤️ I know. Life has a way of throwing things at us that we never saw coming. Sometimes we get tired. Sometimes we get discouraged. And … Continue reading Keep on Keeping On 🌅💛. →
  • Thursday, October 15, 2026 — 6:00 PM
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  • Even then. Even when. 
    I woke up hurting TODAY. I’m frustrated TODAY. I don’t feel like doing TODAY. I don’t feel like seizing TODAY. I don’t feel like seizing TODAY. I don’t feel lovable TODAY. I don’t feel loveable TODAY. I don’t feel TODAY. I don’t feel anything TODAY. Me: God, I don’t know how to do TODAY. God: … Continue reading Even then. Even when.  →

New habits: Get it!!

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It’s YOUR time, beloveds.

Get it!!

Tell the Universe to get your bounty, to you.

You have been faithful, best you could.

You have given, much.

You have asked, much to little, of the universe.

You believe you have to do this, that and the other thing, to receive.

Get to doing, then, your this, your that and your other things God and Life have been begging you to do forever and six months.

THEN, get to asking, no demanding, your universe booty, er, bounty.😆😳

I have been surprised how fast my body has taken to short walks. I am finding myself getting up earlier and earlier.

And, as I walk, I am being freed to FEEL. Will get back to that on some other ‘I am not strong’ pieces. Those pieces are a bit on the hard to write end of things. They are needed. Yet, it’s not easy to admit how I allowed myself to run my heart down so badly all I could think of was sleeping for an entire year.

When God finally blesses me with finances so I can take time off to write, I want to be awake!😆

In the meantime, I am back to enjoying my job. I am quite torn. My heart wants to just write and blog and make encouraging snippets. But, all kidding aside, I am really great at what I do and love sharing best practices to help others be the best they can be.

We can serve God and Life, anywhere. Yet, I have longed to serve Them making ridiculous content to encourage and love on folks on the daily.

I think I shall talk to the universe, about this, on our evening walk. Incline is now scared of me.🥰🤣

Keep, going.

Keep, asking.

Keep, listening.

here for it,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: Yikes, I almost forgot to give you this! My bad…

*Cassandra scrounges around, in her goodie bag and scoops out plenty of:

You got this.

I love you.

You are not alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

One step.

One step.

One step.

New habits: Leopard leggings.

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Leopard 🐆 leggings!

On me!!

Yall, Ms. C has got all kind of junk in her trunk, if ya know what I am sayin’. Just sayin’

Do you think I CARE, beloveds, about being about that walking life, encased in a pair of hip loving, leopard 🐆 leggings?!

No ma’am/sir!

I have NEVER owned a pair of leopard anything. I certainly would never have put all this loving up in there!…*gasp*.

I do so, now, because it is my way of telling expectations to hit the bricks, take two seats, go somewhere and take beach towels with!

Start a new habits. Before long, lazy will be bringing your shoes to you.

YYYYYYAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSS!

You better ask somebody!!

Let’s go!!

Get on up.

Enough with hanging your head!

Live!!!

Life may be tough, right now.

So what?

We eat hard, for breakfast!

We snack on, adversity!

We make a 10 course meal, out of rocks and hard places!!!

Ready, beloveds?

Let’s go!!!!!

Cassandra 😎

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#IAmNotStrong

#BeAboutIt

I am not strong: At this spot.

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This photo, of me sitting on my baby, Cherry, is very precious to me.

It’s also bittersweet.

It’s the weekend I went home after several years to say goodbye, to one of my big bros, who had passed away.

It was soooooooo good, to be home.

It was sooooooo sad, the reason FOR going.

For his home-going, as black folk like to call funerals: Going home. I guess, this is supposed to be a comforting notion. It is, later. Not, initially.

Anywho, I love this picture as I was FINALLY able to get to my favorite spot. I love, love, love this spot.

Our family spent many a day, at this spot.

I talked, incessantly, to God, at this spot.

I kissed a gent, I loved dearly, at this spot.

I dreamed, many dreams, of which I chase, still, at this spot.

I cried, many a tear, at this spot.

I walked, many a mile, at this spot.

I laughed at/with mom/dad, at this spot.

I gave up, at this spot.

I began, again, at this spot.

I sang, many a song, at this spot.

I long to return, soon, to this spot.

Memories.

Ah.

Aha!

Isn’t it good, beloveds, to return, in our hearts, to a spot?

Life is short. Don’t forget to return to your spot, from time to time. Do not NOT return because of the reason, for the return to your spot…lol.

Growing up, is never easy. It’s easy to forget about the good spots. We tend to focus on the tough ones.

Take care of you, beloveds. I have to go. I want to go sit at my spot.

Remember alway:

You are loved.

You are not alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I love you. More than you know.

Love someone.

Start with you.

I am not strong: My heart is loud, today.

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I started a series, called ‘I am not strong’.

Truth be told, beloveds, the series started ME.

Within, me.

FROM, me.

From deep, within me.

It has me shaken, this statement, to my core:

I am not strong.

This statement, so bold, so quiet, so earth-shattering, brutally, life- changingly, more importantly, honest, has changed the way I look at everything.

Including, me.

Especially, me.

Which leads me, beloveds, to turn to you and say:

You are not strong.

You were NEVER meant to be.

God and Life, have ALWAYS desired for you to have helpmates, along your life-long journey. It’s why They watch your back EVER moment of EVERY day. Silently. Loudly. Proudly.

The Universe, has ALWAYS desired for you to have a posse, to ride or die, with you. It’s why it keeps you chasing your dreams. Frustrating you enough to keep you walking towards life and others. In hot pursuit. Of who/what? Ah. Aha! Keep asking.

Jesus, Your Bestie, has ALWAYS desired for you to have a Friend, to ride AND die, for you, to be with you your whole life-long. It’s why He gave His life, on a cross, for you.

Which brings me back, to me.

I am not strong.

Which leads me back, to YOU, beloveds.

You are not strong.

We are weak.

THEY are strong, for us.

Lean, upon them.

Lean, upon me.

May I, lean upon you?

I started this blog, years ago, to lead me to these pieces.

God helped me find and restore ME, within each piece. EVERY piece, leads me closer, still.

Closer to, what?

Closer to Whom?

Ah.

Aha!

Great question(s).

Keep, asking.

Keep, growing.

Keep, reaching:

For, love.

For, joy.

For, inspiration.

For, healing.

For, fellowship.

For, strength.

For, love.

For, Love.

For, God.

For, Life.

For, YOU!

The Universe, hears you.

The Universe, calls you.

The Universe, waits for you.

here,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

ttnette37@yahoo.com

I am not strong: Walk with me.

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I started walking, recently.

I’ve also, recently, started uploading small snippets, of encouragement, on Instagram, to encourage folk.

Mind you, I have NO idea about tagging this, embedding that. Absolutely, NO clue how to upload, download, Thread, whatever the heck THAT is. I don’t even know how or where my small snippets of cheer ARE in the Instagram universe.

So what?

I’m trying, anyway.

Anywho, I have started walking for those who can’t walk for whatever reason.

Some have, lost hope.

Some have, lost faith.

Some are lost, period.

Some have, given up.

Some have, given out.

Some are, afraid.

Some are, angry.

Some are, discouraged.

Some are, alone.

Some are, grieving.

Some are, working.

Some are, going through.

Some have, gone through.

All are, soul tired.

I am also, soul tired. I am still sitting with ‘I am not strong’. She stares at me. Silent. Loud. There. I listen.

In the meantime, beloveds, walk with me. Walking, for someone else, shall strengthen you, also.

Ready?

Set?

Let’s go!

walking with/for you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

ttnette37@yahoo.com

Note: Ehem, my inbox is still waiting, people. Get it together. 🤣🙏

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I’m ready now.

I’m ready.

Now.

I’m ready now.

Now.

Ready.

Set.

Go.

Go!

Now!

You are ready now.

*Cassandra takes a deep breath, takes a step and…*

Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I am in pursuit. Of? Who knows? Who cares? I know not. I think not. I no longer care about not knowing what. All I know is I no longer have to know. Ah.

YYYYYAAAAAAAASSSS!

Are YOU ready, beloveds? Ready or not, life keeps rolling along. Best get to living, loving and chasing it down.

Ready.

Set.

Go.

Go!

Now!

Ready, not ready, just go…

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Mountain mover: One pebble at a time.

I move mountains.

Every day.

One pebble at a time.

I used to think I had to move the whole thing. In one fell swoop.

Some can.

Some do.

I used to compare myself to the big earth movers.

Not anymore.

I am content.

Here.

Home.

Financially barely scraping by. The bills grow larger as my check grows smaller.

That matters not to me.

Not anymore.

I used to define myself by how long, how hard, how devotedly I worked for God, for Life, for others.

Not anymore.

Now, I KNOW my try is enough.

For, God.

For, Life.

For, me.

No, it’s apparently not enough for some.

The world wants to run me ragged.

Some folk want me to run myself ragged.

For, them.

Removing THEIR mountains.

For years, decades even, I tried my best to remove as many of folks mountains as I could.

In between that, I tried to remove a bit of my own. Yet, was sooooo exhausted from doing THEIR WORK I did not have the energy for my own.

Thankfully, God and Life cared enough about ME and gently pried the shovel from my weary hand.

They taught me how to rest. Then, taught me to just work on removing one pebble at a time.

I started with fear. One pebble. One step. One pebble. One step. One pebble. One step.

Until, I had cleared the path. Only to discover anxiety right behind. Boy, THAT anxiety mountain was a beast to clear.

Yet, clear I did. One pebble. One step. One pebble. One step. One pebble. One step.

Until, I had cleared a path. Only to discover doubt right behind.

Yet, I continue to clear…

One pebble.

One step.

Keep going, Cassandra. You can do this.

You CAN.

You WILL.

moving mountains one pebble at a time,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep being you, beloveds. Keep doing you. The best you can. That’s ALL that is required. Yea, that mountain may be huge but it CAN be moved. One pebble. One step…..

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Isn’t she lovely.

YAASSSS!!!

WHOOOOOOOHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

*Cassandra laughed uproariously as Jesus whisked her around her apartment. Making quite the pair, Cassandra and Jesus tramped around the apartment whooting and hollering*

Huh? How did I go from barely scraping through the day to cutting a rug with The Great King? It happened kinda sorta almost exactly like this….

The sound of a noise, joyful though painful as it was, could be heard making it’s way towards heaven. Straining to hear, Jesus had dropped everything to peer over the edge of heaven to hear what the world, or who rather, was getting His attention so???

God: It’s just Cassandra. She is singing ‘Isn’t She Lovely’ at the tops of her lungs.

Jesus: Why on earth for?

God:…*shrug*….she seemed especially pleased after climbing down off My Lap. It may well have been that last crayon coloring session she and I had. I told her the drawing of Me was especially cute.

Jesus: She sounds like she is having a blast. Think I may come on down and hang with her for a spell.

Opening the curtain of heaven, Jesus made His way to His Beloved. Knocking quietly, crown in Hand, He asked if He might enter.

Curtseying, Cassandra invited The Great King in to have a dance. It had been quite the day. So tough, in fact, Cassandra had NO idea how she made it. Yet, she had made it! Through prayer, tears, wailing text messages, wailing tales of woe via quickly snatched phone calls, prayer, reciting bible verses, telling herself these bible verses were not going to be enough Lord!, cold coffee, more cold coffee, even more cold coffee then that, cold grilled cheese, more prayer, spending time in The Father’s Lap coloring, more cold coffee, more please let this day go home already!, along with some lime jello(yummers!), Cassandra found herself content.

She made it!

YYYYYYYYASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS….spinning, arms flung to the heavens, Cassandra flung herself dramatically into His Arms. Spinning her round, Cassandra and Her Bestest Friend, cut a rug until the neighbors got to pounding on the walls.

Jesus: Oops.

Cassandra: Yea, opps.

Jesus: How about we take this dance team on the road?

Cassandra: Let’s go.

*Bowing deeply, The Great King gallantly extended His Elbow. Putting her hand in the crook of said elbow, Cassandra and One Such as He made their way to see what shenanigans they could get into. Cassandra suggested they pick up wombie and see what other trouble they could get into*

to be continued…

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

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Have another cup: Peas and carrots.

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As a kid I absolutely hated, hated, HATED peas and carrots. Didn’t like them alone, let alone together. Eww! Yech!! Still don’t like them, truth be told. I made a vow, many a moon ago, when I grew up, I would never, ever, eva be forced to eat peas and carrots, again!

Little did I know, poor me, that life would, did, does pass us a nice helping of peas and carrot type situations that we are forced to eat or sit at the table until every one are gone. SMH.

Yikes! I can remember, as a kid, being told we can’t leave the table until we have eaten ALL our veggies. The power struggles that ensued! The fight was on. Pouting, child. Ticked off, adult. Both, with arms folded. Both, determined never to yield. The struggle took forever, seemed to last days and days. Other family members would have already given in, to defeat, choked down the peas and carrots and were off to play outside or do what free kids did.

Christmas, New Year’s Eve, the start of this year has been nothing but peas and carrots. Fresh hell! I am learning to go ahead and eat the damned things. Hard has been helping me. She talks me through each hard bite. She reminds me of how strong, resilient and grateful I will be once plate has been emptied of the dreaded, awful, ew tasting peas and carrots. Can’t be all chili.

Even my chili has tasted like peas and carrots since my girl passed away. I dearly want to not give two damns. Still care. Crap. Makes life soooooooooooooooo much harder actually having to live, through the hard, with Hard. Far easier, it seems, life would be if I could just mail it in. Life is much too short and no idea how many moments I have so can’t waste a moment mailing life in. Kick rocks on that!

I have been only able to swallow one cup, today. Still drinking. Still eating my peas and carrots.

How about you?

We got this. Whether it feels like it, looks like it or not. We got this.

eating my peas and carrots,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

SATURDAY MATINEE 🎬

Saturday, October 17, 2026 • Late Saturday Matinee

Better Late Than Never 🍿

Beloveds,

Our Saturday Matinee is arriving later than I planned.

Today has been a hard day. My stroke symptoms have made some things difficult, and I needed to change course. That is simply the truth of today. I had plans for our time together, and those plans did not unfold on schedule.

But the invitation is still here.

I have been thinking about the difference between a changed route and a lost direction. They are not necessarily the same thing. A schedule tells us when we hoped to arrive. Our True North reminds us what matters as we travel.

For me, sharing a little of life with you matters. So does enjoying a good story, making room for wonder, and choosing how I spend the moments available to me. Those things do not vanish because the clock has moved forward.

And I want to say something about difficult days. Not every interruption comes with a neat explanation. Not every change of plan has to be called a blessing before we can acknowledge it. Some days are difficult. Some days pain wins a round. We can say that without handing pain the entire story.

There is still a Saturday evening ahead of us, and I would like to spend a little of it at the movies with you. 🍿

Today’s selection is We Should Make a Movie (2025), a 57-minute independent comedy-drama-romance directed by Cody Clarke. It follows two people who exchange video messages while imagining a movie they might make together when they see each other again.

I like the simple invitation in that premise: two people, a conversation, and the possibility of creating something together. We can come to a movie with different experiences and take away different thoughts. We do not need to turn an evening together into an assignment. We can simply watch.

Even a late invitation can be offered with care. The time on the clock has changed, but the desire to share something good with you has not. That matters to me.

Here is the movie link, shared publicly by the filmmaker:

🍿 WATCH THE MOVIE:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjLcIetJK5k

If you have a little time tonight, pull up a chair. Bring your favorite snack, settle in wherever you are comfortable, and join us. If tonight is not possible, the invitation does not expire because the clock has changed. Come when you can.

I have not seen this film yet, so I am coming to it ready to discover the story, not to tell you in advance what you are supposed to think about it. That is one of the things I enjoy about our Matinee: we can encounter a story without knowing every turn before it begins.

As for the rest of the day, I am not going to pretend it was easy. I am also not going to surrender everything it still holds. Both statements can be true.

Sometimes the route changes. True North remains.

Thank you for joining me for this late Saturday Matinee, beloveds. The movie is ready. The chair is here. And I am glad we still have this time to share.

With love,

Cassandra

you matter to me. 🧡

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Cry won but that’s okay.

Cry won but that’s okay

Friday, October 16, 2026

Beloveds,

Sometimes the tears win.

And I want to say that plain.

Not dramatically.
Not apologetically.
Not like it means faith packed up and left the room.

Sometimes, cry wins.

And that is okay.

Sometimes the body is tired.
Sometimes the heart is carrying more than words can properly hold.
Sometimes the strain of it all sits so heavy that tears become the only honest language left.

That does not mean you failed.

That does not mean hope disappeared.

That does not mean God stepped away and left you there to figure it out by yourself.

It simply means something in you needed release.

Sometimes a good cry is not defeat.

Sometimes it is how the ache gets softened.
Sometimes it is how the pressure lets up.
Sometimes it is how the heart gets soothed enough to keep going.
Sometimes it is how healing starts making room where pain had tried to take over everything.

So if cry won today, let me tell you something, beloved:

Let it wash.
Let it soothe.
Let it loosen what has been gripping too tightly.
Let it water the dry places.
Let it make room for breath again.

Tears are not always the opposite of strength.

Sometimes tears are strength refusing to turn into stone.

Sometimes they are the proof that your heart is still tender, still responsive, still alive.

And while you cry, remember this:

God has still been taking care of you.

Still covering.
Still holding.
Still keeping.
Still making ways you cannot yet fully see.
Still loving you right in the middle of the moment that feels messy, puffy-eyed, and more honest than polished.

So no, beloved, you do not have to be ashamed if the tears came.

Cry may have won the moment.

But grace never left it.

Love never left it.

God never left it.

And after the tears have had their say, you may find that what is left behind is not ruin.

It may be relief.
It may be softness.
It may be a little more room to breathe.
It may be enough strength for the next moment.
It may be peace arriving quietly after the storm has tired itself out.

So if this is your day, be gentle with yourself.

Cry won.

But that’s okay.

You are still held.
You are still loved.
You are still being carried.

And God is still taking care of you.

still held,
Cassandra

you matter to me.

Not TODAY!

Fear.

Not.✋🏿

Not TODAY!🖖🏿

Despair.

Not.✋🏿

Not TODAY!🖖🏿

Hopeless.

Not.✋🏿

Not TODAY!🖖🏿

Despair.

Not.

Not TODAY!

Desperate.

Not. ✋🏿

Not TODAY!🖖🏿

Disheartened.

Not.✋🏿

Not TODAY!🖖🏿

Discouraged.

Not.✋🏿

Not TODAY!

Today  I planned something fun for 6p.

Health said, Nah Fam, refusing to release it’s grip, on my numb left hand. Leaving me:

Stuck in bed,

unable to grip my quad cane,

So I could neither, use the controller, to lower the bed, nor, turn off the now freezing 🥶 fan

Leaving me:

Cold. 🥶

Freezing.⛸️

Cold🥶 AND freezing!!⛸️

What did I do?

Plotted my revenge.

After, allowing myself a tastefully messy AND loud deluge, er, cry, er, tsunami!

Tonight’s fun is going to be late. Yet, I REFUSE to allow an iddy bitty stroke to take over my life. Ha!

Since, telling Ha! to take two seats, I find myself left kicking it with laughter, with Joy, and with  a whole lotta Love!

Who wants to join us for dinner 🍽  and another movie. Somebody grab some snacks.

still here,

Cassandra

Friday, October 16, 2026 — 6:00 PM

Friday, October 16, 2026 — 6:00 PM

Find Somewhere New to Meet Yourself

Beloveds,

We’ve spent this week talking about you.

Not me.

You.

The person who sometimes misses who you used to be.

The person learning what to do when simple things aren’t simple anymore.

The person remembering that being alone doesn’t always mean somebody is missing.

The person discovering that you can miss pieces of your old life without wanting the whole thing back.

And now it’s Friday.

So let’s bring this thing home.

🏡

Maybe one of the hardest parts of life changing is realizing that some of the places where you used to find yourself aren’t there anymore.

Maybe it was a job.

A relationship.

A home.

A routine.

A friendship.

A role.

A church.

A neighborhood.

A dream.

A Saturday morning ritual.

A crowded kitchen.

A quiet drive.

A certain chair beside a certain person.

Maybe that place still exists, but you changed.

And now you don’t quite fit there the way you once did.

That can leave you searching for yourself in places where an earlier version of you used to live.

Beloveds,

what if you don’t have to keep searching there?

What if the thing you loved wasn’t really the place?

What if it was what happened inside you while you were there?

Maybe that old place gave you peace.

Freedom.

Belonging.

Creativity.

Confidence.

Rest.

Joy.

Purpose.

Room to breathe.

Room to dream.

Room to hear yourself think.

You may not be able to return to that exact place.

And I’m not going to tell you that doesn’t hurt.

Sometimes it does.

But maybe the place was never the whole relationship.

Maybe it was simply where you and that part of yourself used to meet.

👀

And if that’s true…

maybe it’s time to find somewhere new.

Not somewhere better.

New.

There’s a difference.

We’re not replacing anything tonight.

We’re not pretending the new thing feels exactly like the old thing.

We’re not putting a pretty bow around what changed.

We’re just making room.

Maybe your new place is smaller.

Maybe quieter.

Maybe slower.

Maybe it looks nothing like what you pictured.

Maybe you haven’t found it yet.

That’s okay.

But don’t stop looking for you.

The you who still laughs.

The you who still wonders.

The you who still loves something.

The you who still has something to say.

The you who still wants to learn.

The you who still enjoys a song.

The you who still notices a sunset.

The you who still has dreams—even if those dreams changed.

The you who still needs rest.

The you who still deserves tenderness.

The you who is still becoming.

That person is worth meeting.

So before we leave this week, I want you to do something with me.

Pull out a chair.

🪑

Not for the person you used to be.

We’ve honored that person.

Not for the person everybody else thinks you should become.

They don’t get that chair.

Pull it out for you.

The you sitting here today.

Maybe you don’t know this version of yourself very well yet.

That’s all right.

Sit anyway.

You don’t have to interrogate yourself.

You don’t need a five-year plan.

You don’t need to figure everything out before bedtime.

Start with something simple.

Hello.

I’ve been looking for you.

And maybe, after everything life has changed, rearranged, taken, given, ended and begun…

you’ll discover something.

You weren’t gone.

You just needed somewhere new to meet yourself.

🪑🏡

Welcome home, beloveds.

The chair is yours.

loving me some you
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

There’s room for all of us — Bring it home.

There’s room for all of us — Bring it home

Friday, October 16, 2026 — 12:00 PM

Beloveds,

It’s FRIDAY! 💃🏿

And look at us!

We made it to the end of another week.

Some of us came through smiling.

Some of us came through wondering what in the world happened between Monday and today.

Some of us probably had to negotiate with hard just to get here. 😅

And some of us had a wonderful week.

Wonderful!

There is room for those stories, too.

I hope we never become so focused on life’s difficulties that we forget to celebrate the good.

A beautiful morning.

An unexpected kindness.

A laugh that caught us by surprise.

A little progress.

A good cup of coffee.

Sometimes the smallest things become the sweetest parts of a day.

But here’s what I want us to bring home this Friday.

There’s room for all of us.

Not just the people who think alike.

Not just the people who believe alike.

Not just the people whose lives are easy to understand.

Not just the people who know exactly what they want to say and how to say it.

All of us.

This week, we’ve talked about making room.

Making room for our feelings.

Making room for uncertainty.

Making room for the parts of life that don’t fit neatly together.

And making room for people without deciding they must become more like us before they belong.

That’s important to me.

Because the world is full of people who have spent much of their lives trying to fit somewhere.

Trying to be understood.

Trying to be heard.

Trying to be accepted without having to explain every little thing about themselves.

Some people have been told they’re too much.

Others have been made to feel they’re not enough.

Some have been dismissed because they speak differently.

Some because they move differently.

Some because they believe differently.

And some because somebody looked at them and decided they already knew their entire story.

Beloveds, we have got to do better than that.

A person is not an assumption.

A person is not a category.

A person is not somebody else’s idea of what a life ought to look like.

A person is a whole human being.

With hopes.

Memories.

Preferences.

Questions.

Experiences.

And a life that matters.

You know something?

We don’t have to agree on everything to treat one another with dignity.

I can listen to somebody whose beliefs are different from mine.

I can respect someone who makes a choice I wouldn’t make.

I can offer kindness without expecting that person’s gratitude to become a lifetime obligation.

And I can invite someone into my life without deciding they have to accept.

That’s what makes an invitation beautiful.

It leaves room for an answer.

Now, there’s something else I want us to remember.

Being welcoming does not mean having no boundaries.

And being kind does not mean allowing somebody to mistreat you.

We can love and still say no.

We can forgive and still acknowledge what happened.

We can offer friendship without demanding it in return.

We can receive care and still remain the people making decisions about our own lives.

That applies to everybody.

The one giving.

The one receiving.

The one sitting.

And the one who isn’t quite ready to come through the door.

Nobody has to surrender their humanity for the privilege of being treated like a human being.

Imagine carrying that thought into the weekend.

At the grocery store.

At church.

At work.

At home.

In the doctor’s office.

Or in an ordinary conversation with someone whose life looks nothing like ours.

What might happen if we listened a little longer?

If we asked instead of assumed?

If we respected somebody’s answer even when it wasn’t the one we expected?

If we allowed another person to be fully themselves without making their differences a problem?

And what if we extended that same dignity to ourselves?

Because, beloveds, we belong in this conversation, too.

We are not standing outside the circle handing out kindness while pretending we don’t need any.

We are people.

Just like everybody else.

And our lives matter, too.

Now, I promised to bring us home.

So here’s our little Friday compass. 🧭

Let kindness be our direction.

Let dignity guide how we treat one another.

Let compassion remind us that there may be more to someone’s story than we can see.

Let freedom remind us that love doesn’t have to control someone to be genuine.

And let hope remind us that tomorrow still holds possibilities we haven’t discovered.

That’s a pretty good direction to travel, don’t you think?

We don’t have to solve everybody’s problems this weekend.

We don’t have to have all the answers.

We can do something wonderfully ordinary.

Be present.

Be thoughtful.

Enjoy something good.

Make a little room for somebody.

And perhaps find a moment to appreciate the life we’re living, even when it hasn’t turned out exactly as we expected.

Some of us are heading into a busy weekend.

Some are looking forward to a little peace.

Some will be spending time with people they love.

And some will be enjoying their own company.

There’s room for every one of those possibilities.

So here we are, beloveds.

At the end of another week.

Still learning how to live alongside people whose stories aren’t identical to ours.

Still discovering that kindness can be both gentle and strong.

Still making room.

And still carrying that beautiful invitation into the world.

Come as you are.

Bring your laughter.

Bring your questions.

Bring your whole humanity.

And remember to make room for someone else’s.

Because this world has enough people trying to make one another smaller.

I would rather we learn how to make room.

There’s room for all of us.

And there’s room for you.

Have yourself a beautiful weekend.

loving me some you

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Keep on Keeping On 🌅💛.

Keep on Keeping On 🌅💛

Friday, October 16, 2026 | 8:00 AM

Good morning, Beloveds! 🥰☕️

Just stopping by to remind somebody of something this morning.

YOU GOT THIS! 💪🏿❤️

I know.

Life has a way of throwing things at us that we never saw coming.

Sometimes we get tired.

Sometimes we get discouraged.

And sometimes we wonder how much more we can take.

But, beloveds, look at you!

You’re still here!

You’ve made it through days you weren’t sure you could get through.

You’ve survived storms that nobody even knew you were facing.

And you’re still standing, sitting, crawling, or doing whatever it takes to keep moving forward! 🥰

That’s something worth celebrating!

Listen.

You don’t have to conquer the whole mountain today.

Take one step.

Say one prayer.

Try one more time.

And if today calls for some rest, take it!

Rest isn’t surrender.

There’s no shame in taking your time.

Just don’t forget how far you’ve already come.

And don’t let a difficult chapter convince you that your story is over.

The Father isn’t finished writing. ❤️

So lift that beautiful head, beloveds.

There’s still life to live, love to give, and joy waiting to surprise you!

Keep on keeping on!

And remember…

You matter to me. ❤️

Cassandra 🥰

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note📝: Nuff Said!

Thursday, October 15, 2026 — 6:00 PM

Thursday, October 15, 2026 — 6:00 PM

You Don’t Have to Want Your Whole Old Life Back

Beloveds,

Here’s something we don’t say enough.

You can miss parts of your old life without wanting the whole thing back.

You can miss the house and not miss what happened inside it.

You can miss the job and not miss what it did to you.

You can miss the relationship and still know leaving was right.

You can miss having little children running through the house and still be proud of the adults they became.

You can miss the city and not miss the life you were living there.

You can miss who you were and still be grateful for who you became.

You can miss the laughter without wanting the pain that came with it.

You can miss the good days without rewriting the hard ones.

Missing something does not mean you made the wrong decision.

It doesn’t mean you should go back.

And it certainly doesn’t mean everything about before was better.

Memory can be funny like that.

Sometimes it walks into the room carrying one beautiful moment and conveniently leaves three boxes of foolishness out in the car.

😏

Bring the boxes in too.

Not because we need to sit around reopening every painful thing.

But because we don’t have to romanticize yesterday to honor what was good about it.

Maybe there really was something beautiful there.

Keep it.

Maybe there was something you learned there.

Keep that too.

Maybe there was something that hurt you.

You don’t have to carry that forward just because it came from a chapter you sometimes miss.

And maybe there are parts of the old you that deserve another look.

Your curiosity.

Your confidence.

Your creativity.

Your silliness.

Your willingness to try.

Your ability to rest.

Your dreams.

Your boundaries.

Your joy.

Maybe those things don’t belong to your old life at all.

Maybe they still belong to you.

👀

That’s worth thinking about.

Because sometimes when life changes, we accidentally pack parts of ourselves into the boxes marked BEFORE.

Then we assume we can’t have them anymore because that chapter ended.

Beloveds,

everything from before does not have to stay before.

You are allowed to bring some things with you.

Not the whole house.

Not every box.

Not every person.

Not every hurt.

Not every habit.

Not every version of yourself.

Just what still belongs.

Take your time deciding.

Keep what helps you recognize yourself.

Keep what still brings life into the room.

Keep what you learned.

Keep what you loved.

Keep what grew you.

And whatever needs to remain back there?

Let it.

You don’t owe the past a moving truck.

🪑

Tomorrow we’ll pull out one more chair.

Not for who you used to be.

For the person you’re meeting now.

loving me some you
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Even then. Even when. 

I woke up hurting TODAY.

I’m frustrated TODAY.

I don’t feel like doing TODAY.

I don’t feel like seizing TODAY.

I don’t feel like seizing TODAY.

I don’t feel lovable TODAY.

I don’t feel loveable TODAY.

I don’t feel TODAY.

I don’t feel anything TODAY.

Me: God, I don’t know how to do TODAY.

God: You don’t have to. I’ll be with you, anyway.

Me: Even then?😢

God: Even then.

Me: Even when?🥺

God: Even when. Can  I tell you something?

Me: Yea…*sigh*…🥹🥸

God: Especially THEN!

Me:😭

God:❤️‍🩹

Me:🥰

God: 🫂👣Didn’t you see me doing TODAY with/for you?

Me: 🤗🫣

God: I gotchu/gotcha. Since I’m taking care of TODAY for you, why don’t you go see if Your Bestie wantsto join us for a dinner and a movie 😉?

Me: K!💃🏿🏃🏿‍♀️🍿🍿🍿🥤🥤🥤🍫🍫🍫🍬🍬🍬

Me:Psssst?…*whispers *…who wants to join us?

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

Note: You don’t carry your day by yourself, beloveds. God has gotchu and gotcha.

Even then.

Even when.

ESPECIALLY THEN.

Be encouraged TODAY.

🥰😘👀🫂🍿🥤🍫🍬 Come join us for dinner 🍽 and a movie. Today has been a real day. Whew!

Extra 📝 Note: Beloveds, there truly are days when everything is as tough as a day can possibly get or be.

When that day comes, and it shall surely arrive, promise yourself that you will be ESPECIALLY good to and for you. God saves ESPECIALLY for days like this!

Be encouraged. I say this every day.

I just stopped by to encourage someone. Starting with me. Especially, TODAY…*teeny wheeny whew*…

Two things can be true, beloved.

Two things can be true, beloveds.

Thursday, October 15, 2026 — 12:00 PM

Beloveds,

Yesterday, we talked about giving ourselves permission to feel.

Today, I want to talk about something else.

What happens when we feel two things at the same time?

And neither feeling wants to move over and give the other one some room? 😅

You know what I mean.

You can be happy and sad.

Hopeful and uncertain.

Grateful and disappointed.

Excited and afraid.

You can want company and still need some quiet.

You can love someone dearly and still need a little space.

And beloveds, BOTH feelings can be real.

I think sometimes we make life harder than it already is by insisting that everything has to fit into one neat little category.

If we’re happy, we’re supposed to stay happy.

If we’re grieving, somebody wonders why we’re laughing.

If we’re hopeful, somebody decides we must not be struggling anymore.

And if we’re having a difficult day, here comes somebody with a speech about being positive.

Whew.

Sometimes folk need to put those speeches on a shelf and listen.

A person is not a single emotion walking around in shoes.

We are complicated.

Beautifully, wonderfully, sometimes inconveniently complicated.

And that’s part of being human.

Let me give you an example.

Someone can be looking forward to a new chapter while still missing the life they had before.

They can appreciate the people helping them while wishing they didn’t need so much assistance.

They can celebrate progress and acknowledge how much they still have to navigate.

Neither feeling cancels the other.

A person can be grateful without pretending everything is wonderful.

And they can be disappointed without becoming ungrateful.

I especially want us to understand that.

Because sometimes we don’t give people room to tell us the whole truth.

We want them to pick a side.

Are you happy or sad?

Are you hopeful or discouraged?

Are you okay or not okay?

Well, beloveds, sometimes the answer is YES. 🤣

Both.

All of it.

And perhaps a few other things we haven’t found words for yet.

I think about music.

There are high notes.

Low notes.

Beautiful melodies.

Unexpected changes.

And rests.

A rest is still part of the music.

Just because the instrument isn’t making a sound doesn’t mean the composition has ended.

And just because someone is quiet doesn’t mean nothing is happening inside them.

Maybe they’re thinking.

Maybe they’re processing.

Maybe they’re simply enjoying a little peace.

We don’t have to turn every silence into a problem that needs solving.

Now, here’s another thing I’ve been thinking about.

The same freedom we want for ourselves ought to extend to the people around us.

If I want room to be complicated, I ought to remember that other people are complicated, too.

Someone may love us and disagree with us.

Someone may enjoy our company and still need time alone.

Someone may be interested in friendship but cautious because of what they’ve experienced before.

Someone may appreciate our invitation and decide not to accept it.

That doesn’t automatically make either person wrong.

It means we’re dealing with whole human beings.

And whole human beings have histories, preferences, boundaries, and choices.

I love Jesus.

I love my ABBA.

My Father has been with me through some things that I never imagined I would experience.

And I can tell you that loving Him doesn’t mean every moment of my life has been easy to understand.

Faith and questions have occupied the same day.

So have laughter and pain.

So have gratitude and longing.

And here I am.

Still living.

Still learning.

Still finding reasons to smile.

Still loving me some you.

Now, here’s our Heart Check.

Are we allowing people to be whole, or only accepting the parts of them that make us comfortable?

And what about ourselves?

Have we decided that one feeling makes another feeling invalid?

Beloveds, there’s room for both.

Room for hope and uncertainty.

Room for joy and tenderness.

Room for yesterday’s memories and tomorrow’s possibilities.

You don’t have to divide yourself into acceptable pieces to be worthy of kindness.

You are one whole person.

Even on the days when your feelings haven’t agreed on what kind of day we’re having. 😅

And I think that’s something worth celebrating.

Two things can be true.

And you still matter.

loving me some you

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Wednesday, October 14, 2026 — 6:00 PM

Wednesday, October 14, 2026 — 6:00 PM

Nobody Was Missing From the Room

Beloveds,

Can we stop treating being alone like somebody forgot to show up?

Sometimes nobody is missing.

Sometimes the room has exactly the right number of people in it.

One.

You.

There are people who love being surrounded by people.

There are people who love a quiet room.

And there are plenty of us who enjoy both.

But somewhere along the way, being alone started getting confused with being lonely.

Those are not the same thing.

Loneliness can hurt.

It can make a full room feel empty.

But solitude?

Solitude can be something else entirely.

It can be your music playing without anybody asking you to turn it down.

Your movie.

Your book.

Your coffee.

Your walk.

Your drive.

Your favorite meal.

Your ridiculous little show that nobody else understands why you watch.

Your thoughts getting enough room to finish themselves.

Or maybe absolutely nothing.

No plans.

No productivity.

No need to make the evening impressive enough to tell somebody about tomorrow.

Just you.

When was the last time you enjoyed your own company without treating the time as something you had to fill?

That’s my question for you tonight.

Not because people don’t matter.

They do.

We need one another.

We need friendship.

Community.

People who will laugh with us, sit with us, tell us the truth, help us carry things and remind us we’re loved.

But, beloveds, you live with you too.

That’s a relationship worth tending.

Maybe life has kept you so busy being somebody’s parent, partner, friend, caregiver, coworker, helper, problem-solver or safe place that you haven’t spent much time lately being simply…

you.

No role.

No performance.

No explanation.

Just your own company.

And if you’ve forgotten how to enjoy that company, you don’t have to make some grand project out of finding yourself.

Start small.

Play the song.

Make the coffee.

Watch the movie.

Sit outside.

Take yourself somewhere you like.

Turn the phone over for a little while.

Laugh at something nobody else heard.

Let a thought wander without immediately turning it into something useful.

Get reacquainted.

You might discover something.

The person you’ve been waiting to have a little time with…

has been there the whole time.

And if tonight finds you sitting somewhere by yourself, don’t automatically look at the empty chair and decide somebody is missing.

Look at the occupied one too.

🪑

Somebody is already there.

And, beloveds, I hope you’re learning that somebody is worth knowing.

loving me some you
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe