Month: March 2021

Taking it to The King.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=XvV9p-wU4hk&feature=share

Jaybird: So, I have sent Cassandra to see The King. There are just some things only God can help you get through.

If, you are also struggling with letting go: of something, someone. If work has gotten on your nerve AFTER your last nerves. If, you are in danger of, opening your mouth and inserting your foot, you may wish to meet her there.

Remember, words are mighty powerful. They start wars. They end wars. They can start a tsunami.

Some days, best to keep it shut and take it to The King.

Jaybird STILL

I am…

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=NXMFtlm0vUA&feature=share

…tired of being the world’s Hallmark card. Rather, I am TIRED of Jaybird forever standing, reaching, yada yada.

Me: WHY, in the fresh hell do you bother!?

Jaybird: People are hurting. Silently. The grieve where no one but God can see. He is tired of it. As, am I. Enough!

Me: I am, TIRED, of you being discarded, once used. You are NOT Kleenex. Dammit!🤬

Jaybird: How ’bout we start a Dance Party and see what Sarah is up to?

Me: Dammit. Damn, you.

Jaybird: BE honest, at least.

Me: WHO are you reaching? Who even gives a good damn? Even friends can’t be bothered to respond with more than an emoji, if they respond, at all.

Jaybird: You have got me on that one.

Yikes!

Egads!

Jaybird: I don’t know what to do with her.

Yikes!: Beats me. Not sure a cute story will help here.

Me: Dammit. 😡😥💃

To be continued…maybe.

Real Talk: Don’t silence your Jaybird.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=9AjkUyX0rVw&feature=share

I admit it. I wanted to silence Jaybird, again.

Letting her fly, free, gets ME in all the trouble.

Letting her, fly, free, exposes ME. It exposes my inner mortification in her relentless, indefatigable love for people.

Me: Don’t you understand? You are too damned much for folks. Some days, you, Yikes, Egads are too damned happy, optimistic, loving. Yikes! Egads! See!? It’s too early for all your racket. You kept me ALL night.

Jaybird: Folks are hurting. They need. Our prayers. Our joy. Our love.

Me: Yes, but do they need YOU?

Jaybird: That’s besides the point. They need. End of story, far as I am concerned.

Yikes: I agree. I stand, with, for, beside Jaybird.

Egads: I agree. I stand, with, for, beside Jaybird.

Life: I agree. I stand, with, for, beside Jaybird.

The Host: I agree. I stand, with, for, beside Jaybird.

The Father: I agree. I stand, with, for, beside Jaybird.

Jesus: I agree. I stand, with, for, beside Jaybird.

*Finding herself in need, Cassandra stood with Jaybird *

Me: Forgive me, Jaybird. Fly. Lift your voice. You inspire me. Perhaps just this one, me, is enough. You have helped Dad to change my life. The best of me, resides in YOU.

You are my:

Hope.

Joy.

Laughter.

You make me:

Optimistic.

Determined.

Relentless.

I’m sorry.

Jaybird: Don’t you I love you, no matter what, no matter why, no matter who? You just need to RECEIVE Dad’s Healing. You don’t think you deserve it.

Me: How can I ask Dad to heal all the damage done, by my own hands in not trusting Him, Life, Yikes, Egads and the rest sooner?

Jaybird: Beloved, all of that was finished, answered, resolved right over there?

*Looking over her shoulder, Cassandra took one look, dropped to her knees, and began to weep*

Me: Forgive me.

Jaybird: Done, done, and done. Rise. For, you ARE loved. Your life was worth The Death of a King!

The Father: Done, done, and done. Rise. For, you ARE loved. Your life was worth The Death of a King!

King Jesus: Done, done, and done. Rise. For, you ARE loved. Your life was worth The Death of a King! You are Mine. Stand, with Me. Stand, with Jaybird. She flies beside Me. I rejoice, seeing her, knowing she brings, You. I love You. Can’t wait for your next Dance Party. Sarah said to tell you to watch out for the lamps.

Yikes!: Folks, Cassandra can’t talk, right now. She said, tell to:

Release, your Jaybird.

Receive, your Jaybird.

Name, your Jaybird.

Claim, your Jaybird.

Jaybird: Dad created, you. ALL, of you. Fear not. Do you. Especially, the parts you are afraid to show. Those, the world needs the most. We got this. Dad, has us all.

How much more: Loved, protected, cherished can we be?

His and yours,

Jaybird ALWAYS

Jaybird turned to walk away and was astounded by what she could see:

Cassandra had returned and had countless others, Jaybirds, with her. She released them, released herself, and they ALL flew, free, unbroken, joyful, loved. Beautiful. There were millions, billions, of free people. God’s Doves. Fly, Jaybirds. Fly…

Peace in the midst of the storm.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=aqS-WpPs8iA&feature=share

I was about to head and made the mistake of listening to this ‘last song’.

God WILL and DOES give Peace in the midst of the storm. At least, He offers us, shelter. It’s up to us, to receive, accept, and reside under the Shelter of The Almighty.

I must admit, a time or two, I resided amidst fear, doubt and all of their ilk. Thankfully, God and Life, reminded me that I do not fight, or reside, alone. Not anymore. They make their abode with/in me.

I just wanted to take just a moment to let you know that you are NOT alone. God and Life, are there for you. I am praying for you. Your family cares for you. If you don’t have a family, know you have a family: Yikes, Egads, King Jesus, The Host, God, Life, and me!

Be encouraged. Keep standing. If you fall, get back up, stand again.

Take care and be encouraged,

Cassandra SLEEPY 🙂

The Reason for ALL seasons.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=4QW7EdP9dwI&feature=share

I am fixing to shut things down, for the night. Yes, I know it is almost 6 am. I have spent a delicious night:

Kicking it, with King Jesus.

Hanging, on The Father’s Strong Shoulders, as we read His Word.

Chopping it up, with Yikes, Egads, and Life.

Praying for, in lamentation for, yakking/blogging incessantly for, you.

I am now, ending my day, pun intended, the same way it started: standing and praising me some Him.

I invite you, to click on the song, and rejoice, with me.

Life, is short, beloved. Best be getting to the living of it, don’t you think?

Be encouraged. I know I am.

I stood for folk, yesterday. Who is taking a turn, for me?

I love you. God Loves you. Be well and at peace, today. God has got this.

Jaybird REDEEMED😎💃

Heaven is sad, today.

Heaven is sad, today.

Because, The King, is leaving Heaven, soon.

King Jesus, heads to earth, to bring heaven, to us.

Soon, His life, for my life, He will, trade.

His life, King Jesus, ends soon, due, to my sins.

Jesus’ Life, ended, mine, now begins.

Because, of Jesus’ Life, my life, remains.

Free, to choose living, Jesus’ death, gives me.

New life, as Jesus’ Life, is taken, on that sacred tree, The Cross.

Heaven, groaned, All of Heaven, moaned.

For The Great King, gasped His last breath, to save my own.

Now, saved, restored, freed, and renewed.

My life, joined heavens tears, and watched a Great Man, take His Last Breath, upon That Cross.

The Father, came, The Father, knelt. The Father, whispered, these words to me.

Cry, no more, Heaven. Cry no more, The Father, said to me.

My Son, Your Savior, is no longer There.

My Son, Your Redeemer, has gone down to hell.

He has a meeting with satan. King Jesus, has gone to get the keys.

The keys to death, hell, and the grave.

My Son, put on an open show!

Victorious King Jesus, told all of hell, His Earthly family doesn’t reside here.

My life, for, their life. Yes, My life, I gladly gave.

To, meet with you and tell you, this one thing:

As surely, as life my life breathes, I am going save my kingdom. I will then, return, to deal with you.

your days, SHALL end, soon. With gnashing, with gasping, your breath, I WILL take myself.

My Father, The Mighty and Righteous Father, will deal with the rest.

Laugh now, my foe. your life, soon, ends.

Surely, goodness and mercy, now resides upon the tree, that no longer contains me.

With those words, The Father, rose. My Dear Father, Pulled me, into His Embrace.

On Easter, He said, We shall, return to this place.

To, meet My Son. Then, I will escort Him Home.

Back Home, in Heaven. He waits, for you.

Truth by told, I await, too.

Because, of His Great Sacrifice, Heaven now, waits for you, too.

Waits for you, to choose to spend your life, with the Life, of The King.

Come home, my son, my daughter.

I wait, for you, upon, My Throne. King Jesus, beside Me, on His Own.

Dry your eyes, My Child.

Heaven, it’s time, for you to come, home.

King Jesus, is Home, in Heaven, rejoicing. His time, draws near.

Rejoice Heaven. Rejoice, my child.

Arise! Strengthen, thy feeble knees.

Run back. Go, tell them. The King is coming soon!

Tell earth, Jesus is bringing, heaven.

Tell hell, He brings the worst.

Heaven, dances now. I dance, with heaven, too.

We rejoice, for a Life soon ended, so all life can resume.

We rejoice, now, knowing what The Tree, The Cross, now means.

That Sacred Cross, means freedom. My freedom. Your freedom.

Our lives, purchased back. By, His Great Sacrifice.

Come Easter morning, His victory, over death, hell, and the grave, assured. My life, your life He now saves.

Salvation, is now offered. Offered, to me, to you.

As for me, my life, my house, I, choose/serve The Lord.

The choice, now yours, to decide.

His life, for your sins.

His blood, for you life, in Heaven you’ll then reside.

Choose, carefully. King Jesus, gave His Life, for You, as He Hung upon a Rugged Cross.

Heaven is sad, today. Jesus will be leaving Heaven, soon…

Jesus’ Best Friend,

Jaybird REDEEMED

Beloved, Easter comes soon. Maybe, it’s why I have not been able to rest. Have been up, for days: praying, pacing, in lamentation, weeping, hoping, entreating, beseeching, entreating God’s People, ALL people, to give Him a chance: to love you, to care for you, to save you from sin. Your sin. All you have to do is to ask Christ to forgive you, of your sins. And, to redeem you, through His Precious Blood, spilled upon a Tree, for you, for me. He will. He will be Your Best Friend. Your Protector. Your Support. Your Very Present Help in times of trouble.

If you don’t, know Jesus, and don’t believe, in salvation: At the very least, ask Jesus to stop by and visit. Ask Him, to be Your Friend. He will. He loves you, still. Whether, you choose Him or not, He has already chosen you.

The Father cries, today.

I have not slept much. Have been admonished to. I can’t:

The Father cries, today.

The Father, weeps.

The Father’s heart, in Lamentation:

For, His Children:

His, Lost Children.

His, Hurting Children.

His, Hidden Children.

They hide:

From, Life.

From, Him.

From, themselves.

I am, in lamentation:

With, Him.

For, you.

For, us all.

I, can’t sleep.

I, weep.

I, pray.

I, cry.

For:

Lost, souls.

For, hurting, souls.

For, broken, souls.

I, cry out, for their very lives.

The Father, weeps, today.

The Father, groans.

The Father, moans.

The Father, Yearns;

To make His Children free:

Of, bad choices.

Of choices, made, from fear..

Of choices, not made, from fear.

The Father weeps, today.

As, The Father weeps, so to, do I.

We weep, for a world:

Divided.

We, are, in unison:

For:

Unity.

Healing.

Restoration.

Peace.

Love.

Empathy.

The Father weeps, today. As, do I.

The Father, in Lamentation, today. As, am I.

We:

Lift, our voice.

Rend, our clothes.

Raise, our hands.

Asking for all mankind to:

Raise, their voice.

Open, their hearts/minds.

Reach out.

Take a stand.

Against:

Hatred.

Gun violence.

Violence, of any kind.

Covid.

Division.

Strife.

Hunger.

Inequality.

White Supremacy.

Voter Suppression.

the enemy.

The Father, weeps, today. As, do I.

Nevertheless, The Father, has Hope, for His World.

As, The Father, Hopes, so shall I.

It is:

My, prayer.

My, hope.

my lamentation;

We, each of us:

come TOGETHER.

I pray, we:

UNITE.

I pray, we:

REFUSE TO BE DIVIDED.

I pray, we, each:

LOVE ONE ANOTHER.

I pray, we:

REACH OUT FOR ONE ANOTHER.

In:

Reconciliation.

Love.

Hope.

Joy.

Peace.

Freedom.

Salvation.

Restoration.

I cry out, that we:

Refuse, to, give up.

Resolve, to, never, give in.

Relentlessly, pursue:

A nation’s healing,

The church’s, healing.

Our community’s healing,

Our family’s healing,

Individual, healing.

The Father, weeps, today. As, do I.

We shall continue, to weep, until, we see:

This nation:

Come together, as one.

One Nation:

Under God.

It’s long past time.

Weeping/in lamentation until the job is done,

Cassandra/Jaybird/Yikes/Egads/Life/Dad/Jesus/The Host/You?

It is well, with my soul.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=-gF2njYgJXY&feature=share

In standing, I am learning, have learned, it is well, with my soul, whatever state I find myself in.

It is well, when I succeed.

It is well, when I fail/fall.

It is well, when I win.

It is well, when I lose.

It is well, when I laugh.

It is well, when I cry.

It is well, when I fail, others.

It is well, when others, fail me.

It is well, when I hunger.

It is well, when my belly is full.

It is well, when love, loves me.

It is well, when love, walks away, from me.

It is well, when the sun shines.

It is well, when the heavens rain.

It is well, when the bank account is full.

It is well, when pennies are all I see.

It is well, when God chastises me. He does this for my good.

It is well, when God pursues me, with Relentless Love, as He promised, He would.

It is well, when God allows Life, circumstances, and others, to remove cherished things.

It is well, when God asks Life, circumstances, and others, to be a great blessing, to me

In ALL things, in standing, firm/shaky, I have learned, learning, still, that it truly is well, with my soul.

His servant and your friend,

Cassandra/Jaybird ALWAYS

Dancing in my underwear.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=qEvEVALLjNQ&feature=share

I admit it. I dance, in my underwear, after a particularly exhilarating shower.💃

Yikes!

Okay, okay! I will tell them I dance, in my underwear, in the middle of the night, in the cold light of day.

Just like dancing, alone, free, in my undies. 🤷‍♀️

Why do I admit this, to you, to me?

Because, I…I was jamming to my music, and suddenly became conscious that I was a 52 year old woman, overweight, hair falling out, from sickness/stress.

Nevertheless, I was spinning around and round, when the thought came to me…Yikes! Egads! I have need of thee.

Me: I find myself, embarrassed.

Yikes: Why, for Heavens sake?

Egads: Yea, what’s up with that, Jaybird?

Me: I suddenly, wonder, if I am embarrassment, to Dad, dancing this way before Him.

Suddenly, there was a knock on my heart’s door…

God/Dad: May I enter the conversation?

Me: You are welcome. Any where. At, any time. What’s up?

Dad: I noticed you stopped dancing. I came to ask, why My Beloved Daughter? I was rather enjoying your latest moves. Remind me to ask what happened to the lamp. 😘

Me: I thought of my old age, my broken down body, my white hair, and, well, Yikes! Egads!!

Yikes/Egads: Don’t bring us into the conversation. You are the one who put a halt to God’s Dance Party.

God: Shh!

Me: What Dance Party?

Dad: *sigh*. You were not meant to know this, yet. Nevertheless, if it gets the Party started, again, tell you, I shall do. It may be easier to show you…

Rending back, the Curtain of Time, God invited Jaybird to follow. Kicking up stardust, Dad and Jaybird made their way to Heaven.

Once there, Jaybird was stunned by what she saw:

Jesus had flung His Crown upon His Throne, and was line-dancing, with Michael, Gabriel, and half the Heavenly Host.

The other Half were doing the robot, the running man, and…no idea, all kinds of weird dances.🕺

David, was break-dancing, executing an impressive spin.🕴

Even Noah, Sarah, Job, and Elijah were busting their own old/shaky moves. Sarah cut quite the rug, at her age.💃

Suddenly, ALL of heaven came to a screeching halt.

The Host started an uproar. Michael and Gabriel rushed to find the source of the lost music.

Jesus, peered over the Barrier of Time…

Jesus: She stopped dancing.

Sarah: Whyever for?!

Jesus: Beats me. That’s a wrap, folks. Best be about The Father’s Work. Remember, your places. She may start again soon. I particularly enjoy our Dance Party with her. Perhaps, there are others praising Him. Let’s go see.

The Room emptied, in search of other Praise/Dance Parties.

Jaybird: Wow. I had no idea. Thought I danced alone. Thought, maybe my undignified dancing was an embarrassment with me being The Daughter of The King.

God: Know ye not, Beloved. Heaven rejoices whenever, however, whyever you praise/pray/rejoice?

Your dance/prayer/praise are indicative of your belief in Me.

Heaven knows you need My Word, My CHARACTER, and My Deep and Abiding Love for you.

Jaybird: ALL, of Heaven? For me? I fly, dented. What could MY dances possibly mean to them?

Dad: Enough! You shall NOT diminish, dismiss yourself, in My Sight. Beloved, dim not thyself, ANYWHERE, with ANYONE, at ANYTIME.

I created, thee. I have, called thee, by thy name, thou art Mine!

Now, we are wasting time. May we start Your Dance Party, now?

Bending low, God placed a tender kiss upon Jaybird’s check, whispered something meant for only her to hear.

With one last backwards glance, God winked and closed the Curtain of Time, behind Him.

*Cranking up the volume, Jaybird clumsily tried David’s intricate spin*

Oppps…*Cassandra makes a mental note to buy another lamp. Didn’t care for it much, anywho*

Yikes!: 🕴

Egads!: 😎

Life: Yasss! 💃

God: Woooo Hoooo! 🕺

Jesus: 👀

*sigh*

It seems, I am again, stifling Jaybird. She is not the dented one, it appears.

The dented one, is me. I have allowed myself to dim my goofness. Alas, I appear to be a bit ashamed of donning my Aqua ish shirt. 😥

Jaybird: Why, o, why, have you put away your Aqua ish shirt?! It’s what I love most about you.

Me: I am ashamed, Jaybird, of keeping you dimmed, for all these years. Yes, I had let you, roam freely, when it was just me, just you.

Jaybird: Why? Were you embarrassed, of me?

Me: No. I feared others, would be. I told myself I was protecting you. Turns out, I was only fearfully protecting me.

Jaybird: What are you going to do, about this, about me?

Me: Honestly? I don’t know.

Us ‘loud’ folks are so used to being shushed it is difficult to reveal our passions.

We are deathly tired of being accused of being angry.

We are sick to death of having to explain why we are so passionate.

We just are.

By the time we have explained and got our passion approval card approved, we just don’t have the energy to be passionate.

Easier, to be silent. I apologize for silencing you. I don’t blame others, for silencing you, as I used to. This was of my own doing.

Jaybird: It’s okay. When you knew better, you did better. Forgive yourself. I have, long ago. I knew you were trying to protect you. I still flew, for both of us. I fly, for both of us, still.

You, fly, too. Dented, yes, but, you, fly, still.

Tenderly, Jaybird placed an Aqua ish shirt upon Cassandra’s humbled shoulders.

Jaybird: Looks good on you! 💃😎

Moral of the story? I don’t know. Someone, tell me.😥

Absolutely NO idea how to sign off on this one,

Me

I have to be honest and wish I had a tribe.

Check what’s running in the background.

I noticed I was having to charge my phone much more than usual.

At first, I chalked it up to extra usage.

Even the extra usage, though, seemed to be draining things much too much.

Finally, one day, my phone sent me a message to check the background settings on an App downloaded, recently.

Sure enough, the always running in the background tab WAS running.

Yikes!

Egads!

What yall say? Check all the other app settings?

Yikes!

Egads!

I have not thought of that!…*slaps self upside the head*

What in the fresh hell?!

I found, at least a half dozen, constantly, running, draining my phone battery.

Worse, they were apps I rarely, if ever use.🤷‍♀️

*Cassandra reminds herself to delete the unused apps*…hmm…*Cassandra reminds herself to remind herself to write about deleting unused apps/things*

My heart battery, my life battery, has been in need of adjustment, here lately.

God and Life, have been relentless: Daily reminding me to check background things, constantly, trying to run, in my life. To run, my life.

Sure enough, I am forever running into SOMETHING:

A bit of fear, here.

A bout, of doubt, there.

A dash, of anger, everywhere. Dammit. 😡

Oops. Sorry.

Yikes!

Egads!

What the world yall need, now? Can’t you see, I am talking to folk?

Remind them to check their heart, their life, background settings?

*Cassandra reminds herself to remind herself to remind folks to check their background settings so as not to have a drained heart battery *

Yikes: Egads, she started yet another background noise going.

Egads: *slap self upside head*

Egads: Think we should remind her?

Yikes: Nah, too much fun watching God and Life handling her business.🤣

I guess, I should stop distracting, myself, and…!!!…*Cassandra rushes to turn off the distractions*…*pout*.

Distraction is one of the biggest drainer, of our heart life’s battery.

Speaking of drained batteries, I am tired, yall.

Who has the next watch?

There are souls in need of love, in need of care.

Care for them, remind them of God’s Word, God’s CHARACTER, and Deep and Abiding Love, for them.

Don’t forget to turn the lights off, when you are done.😴

I love you.

Jaybird AT REST