For such a time as this: This won’t hurt…much.

Good morning, beloveds.

Whew, made it.

Just, barely.

I fought the night. ALL night. Lost, yet got some good licks in.

You see, fear, intimidation, apathy, forgetaboutfolkisms, discouragement, whatthehelldoyouimageyoucandoisms, whatthefreshhelldoyouthinkyourinsignificantblogcandoisms, youjustablackloudwomanfoolishness, all came to visit. Rather, they ALL came to, at first, reason with me.

It was only after I told them all to go ahead and kick some rocks, that the real party began. Yea, beloveds, we all got to “throwing hands”, as it is known, in my community. I think they had Thanos on their side as it was quite the fight.

Yet, only for a time. I had enough smarts to call on my own posse. Yea, boy, it was on like popcorn, after that!

Yikes! and Egads! took care of fear. fear ended up hollering uncle or egad or some such. I don’t recall as was too busy showing youjustablackloudwomanfoolishness the door.

God and Life, well what they did to whatthehelldoyouimageyoucandoisms and whatthefreshhelldoyouthinkyourinsignificantblogcandoisms, was a frightful thing to see. Had those dummies scurrying for cover quick, fast and in a hurry.

Afterwards, God and Life stared at one another and said but one word:

Ha!

My wombie, my twin, dispatched of intimidation so fast I didn’t have time to turn around to help.

What Jesus did to apathy and discouragement was death-defying. Not surprising. Jesus rolls in the death-defying business so it was no biggie to Him.🤷‍♀️

So, here I sit, in my car, happily munching in some sausage egg Mcmuffins and enjoying the spoils of my all night war:

Peace.

Joy.

Love.

Life.

For such a time as this, was I born. Hardship, hard luck, hardness, hard things.

Whatever.

No matter.

In, all those things…

In, ALL things…

I am never alone.

Neither are you, beloved(s).

When these things, when your enemies, when your lies, when the world’s lies, come for you, know this truth:

For such a time as this: This won’t hurt…much.

Then, start throwing hands, with your particular posse, and get on with the living of life.

Keep, going.

Keep, being YOU.

Keep, using the gifts that you have. Don’t worry if those gifts seem small, insignificant, or worthless, to you. God and Life knows something you have yet to grasp:

Your life is worth much more than you will ever know or could imagine. Your words, your deeds, your heart, your try, your care, your thoughts, your hopes, your dreams, your concerns, and a million more things are so precious and priceless they were worth the death of a King.

Jesus, has your back, whether you have His or not.

God and Life, have your back, whether you have theirs or not.

Jaybird aka Sweetpea aka Cassandra, has your back, whether you have mine or not.

So, beloveds, what the hell you waiting for?! This world needs YOU. Get out their and shine your light, your life, the best way you know how. YOUR way.

What good can you do? What good can I do? Beats hell outta me. But, I CAN tell you one thing I surely know…I am going to beat the hell out of this darkness so long as I have breath.

What about you?

throwing hands with the darkness,

Cassandra

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