Beyond April 1st: Time to turn the lights on.

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5:26. I noted the time.

I turned on the lights, at 5:26 pm.

For the past ten days, I have spent EVERY one, doing the same thing:

Praying.

Writing.

Praying.

Crying.

Praying.

Wondering.

Praying.

Despairing.

Praying:

Writing.

Crying.

Wondering.

Despairing.

All done in complete silence, save my music, in darkness:

No, lights.

No, television.

No, sleep.

No, distraction.

Have felt as though, I have been in a tomb, entombed.

Ah! My Lord, My Savior, My King, is set to return, triumphant, with the keys to:

Death!

Hell!

The Grace!

He, will have conquered The Cross, come Resurrection Morning:

Easter.

I realize, now, tomorrow is Easter. I had spent so many days, pulling myself, trying to pull others, to The Cross, before Easter, I wore myself out.

We are almost there, because He is almost here:

Resurrected.

We, are almost:

Free:

To, choose:

New, life.

We will be able to

Take our pieces:

Our, broken, pieces.

Our, broken, hearts:

To, Jesus, for healing, for resurrection. THIS moment, is my moment, is your moment, for healing.

I shall meet you, at:

The Cross.

See you soon,

Cassandra/Jaybird

ARISE! It is time. Time to, stop fighting. Time to, stop hiding. Time to, start loving. One another. it’s time. Time to deal with your broken pieces, your broken heart. Let Jesus Heal them. Heal, you.

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#TurnOnTheLights

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