His, Loss. Your, gain.

Easter is coming.

A, reminder.

His, loss.

Your, gain.

His, life.

Freely, given.

For, you.

For, me.

His, loss, was, is not lost, on me.

For, I know.

Now, I KNOW.

His, loss, was surely my gain. And, your gain.

Sometimes, beloveds, in order to gain everything, we must be prepared to lose it all, to give it all.

At times, life extracts the last full measure from us. In order to:

Reveal, to us…

Remove, from us…

Our, fear.

ALL, fear.

This is why, beloveds, God and Life, seemingly sits idly by, while we:

Lose, it all.

Win, it all.

What, shall/have, we, lost/won?

What, shall/will, we, see as gain, as loss?

Ah!

Ask, beloveds.

You may be surprised by the answer.

Fear, not.

Your, ask, your very act of asking, IS your answer. Your, ticket.

To:

Freedom.

From:

Fear.

Whose fear, you ask?

Aha!

You, are getting closer!

Keep, going.

Keep, asking.

Asking who, you ask?

You, are almost there!

To be continued.

Things are not as they appear to be, in your life, around your life, beloved.

Look, around.

All the losses, you have suffered, in the past, in the present day, have NOT been for naught. They have, they are fulfilling the purpose, for your life.

These losses, will be your net gain.

For, they are revealing the purpose, revealing your purpose, in your life, for your life.

For, your life, was also meant to help God, to help Life, to fulfill the purpose of someone, of many someone(s) life/lives.

Your, loss.

Their, gain.

Full, circle.

We, love, because He, FIRST loved/loves us!🥰💃

YYYYAAAAAAAASSSSS!

It is why, I rejoice that I have fought the night, ALL night, lost and yet have already won.

The night, can have it’s spoils.

I await, the coming dawn.

I await, to seize the day.

I write these words of victory, in the middle of incredible loss, heartache and lack.

Laughing, crying, rejoicing KNOWING that all is NOT lost.

Yes, I have lost some dear friends on these past months, even in the past days.

Yes, I have lost financially, losses I can not recover, make up for, see my way out of, alone. Yet, I am alone. Yet, not.

Yes, I suffered a professional loss. In the midst, lost my pride, lost my fear of speaking truth to power, lost my fear of losing my job, lost my fear of failure/success.

The outcome(s). of all my losses, have still yet to be determined.

I have, determined, and, I have learned that the outcome(s) are besides the point.

Real talk, beloveds, I am having a hard time finishing this piece. My humanity, it seems, is getting in my way. The remaining words are there. But, I’m tired. I spent the day yesterday, in tears. Worked, through tears. Wrote, through tears. I told a friend, yesterday, that I was TIRED of fighting through, struggling with, so many losses. Preparing, for more loss.

The dawn, is almost here. Ready to deliver yet another day to be fought through, and to be lived. I’m exhausted, still, from the night that still lingers.

How can/will I get through this coming day(s)? I have NO idea. It is this distraction that is keeping me from ending this piece in a life-affirming crescendo.

I pass the keyboard, and my heart, to you for you to finish this piece. I shall end here and wait for your answer(s).

What, shall/have, we, lost/won?

What, shall/will, we, see as gain, as loss?

Easter, is coming.

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

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