No matter. You still have time. Go to the door. Open said door. Then, usher anxt, fear, doubt and ALL their friends on up outta your heart and your life.
This life truly is what YOU make it to be.
God and Life will NOT stop you from kicking your own hind end. They will wait. Patiently. For your act right to start acting right so YOU can do what needs to be done.
No need in carrying on and crying to Him when your needs are not met. He gave you His Word, through His Word, the bible, to stand on, to claim, to utilize, to kick the holy hell outta death, hell and the grave. Is not His Fault when you run past His Provisions and snatch up anxiety who will bring ALL if it’s friends with. they are just waiting for the opportunity to pounce.
So, best be about building the best day you can. This day was made for you to rejoice and be glad in it.
Now, don’t get all up in my grill. I ain’t The One who wrote all these outlandish quotes and scriptures. I just stand on them and ask/demand/claim/receive ALL that He promised me. The meeting of the needs is a He Problem. Not yours.
The day shall and did have it’s end. How shall you end it?
Well, it’s OBVIOUS if you had prayed the RIGHT prayer, your dreams would have been answered long ago.
Well, it’s more obvious if you had done this, that and the other thing we wouldn’t be in this mess in the first place.
Well, obviously, if you had ONLY listened to me, way back whenever that time was, we would be laying on a beach writing and teaching other folks how to be writing and laying on the beach.
Well, it’s MORE obvious if you had kept your mouth shut or spoken up like God/Life told you to we would be laying on a beach writing and teaching other folks how to be writing and laying on the beach.
Well…
Ehem.
Huh?
*Cassandra stopped arguing with herself in the mirror long enough to see who in the world was messing with a perfectly good argument!*….*stamps foot*.
Me: Yikes. Sorry, Father. What can I do for You?
God(The Father): I was just wondering why you were arguing with you, instead of hanging out with Me? I have missed Our Lap Time.
Me: Well, I was hiding from You, if I were to be honest. Kinda scared to be honest as I don’t want You to get mad with me.
Father: Why would I be angry with you?
Me: Because I was disappointed when my dreams did not show up at my door yesterday. Or, the day before. Or, the day before. I was getting tired of waiting and nothing happening with my dreams.
Father: I see.
Me: Do You?
Father: Let’s ask Life what’s up with that. Okay?
Me: Okay.
Life: What’s up?
Me/Father: We were wondering the same thing?!
Life: What am I up to? Well, you kind of have to wait and see.
Father: She is having a tough time waiting on these dreams of hers to show up.
Life: Whatsoever for? Doesn’t she understand that You ARE?
God/Father: I thought so. What say you, My Precious One?
Me: Hhmmm…..well…ehem…..Yikes!
Yikes!: Don”t blame me for this……*Yikes! takes off and tells Egads! to hid*
*God and Life spent a good while speaking to Cassandra’s heart. After a time, Cassandra climbed from His Lap and decided to go watch some more British tv. She understood ALL her dreams were safe with God and Life. Why in the good world WAS she carrying on about anywho? Her times are in THEIR Hands. Best leave it and herself there*
Hey you!?
Yea, you!
Don’t worry.
God and Life has got this.
What’s more, They have got YOU. Be encouraged.
Okay.
*Cassandra kissed the mirror, cracked up laughing and went in search of some popcorn and jello to watch some great British intrigue.
Who is joining me?
content,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
P.S. The SECOND you feel anxiety rising within you, run that puppy to The Father and climb onto His Lap. He is waiting. What the world are YOU waiting for???
You are NOT, beloveds, folks ER. Emergency Room. Called, whenever something has happened. Not called, when nothing is happening.
Dialed up, frantically, when stuff is up. Defeaning silence, when THEIR world is going on smoothly.
Yes, your whole life/world may be currently burning down. No matter, to them. Nope. You ain’t needed. So, YOUR needs not needing to be heard from from them.
Phooey on THAT, beloveds!
Your name does NOT have the word Kleenix nowhere near it. Nor, are you Kleenix to be discarded after folks have snorted and snotted all over your shoulder/life.
Yes, tell dem folks to go on ahead and take THREE seats.
Your life, matters.
Your needs, matters.
And, the answer is ABSOLUTELY when asked if you are being an inconvenience. At times, we are all an inconvenience. Life happens and not between the hours of you are bored and have nothing else to do so you have about ten minutes to spare only if the situation does not tax you too much and you feel like it and have utterly nothing else going on so may as well appear to appear benevolent but only if you get the credit and something out of it.
Phooey on that!!
Life a big dummy, I used to keep MY burdens to myself. I told myself the ridiculous foolishness that I did not want to ‘inconvenience’ anyone. I didn’t want to be a burden. I didn’t this and I sure don’t want to that. No matter that I was playing emergency room and letting folks bleed to death off my just cleaned up floor from the last person who had bled all over my life. In the interim, I graciously apologized for dripping my own blood upon the floor as I bandaged their wounds.
Ha!
Time out on THAT, beloveds.
Life is much too short for you to continually close yourself off from the care you need to keep going.
Take time, beloveds, to ensure you get your needs met. Let folks know when you need an ear, shoulder, hand, hug or whatever body part or parts you may need to impart some love and joy into your life.
I bet there are folks who have been waiting to lend you some of theirs and would love for you to receive.
Receive.
Put down your waiter’s tray and prepare to be waited on and cared for.
Let someone else wipe your tired brow.
Your turn.
Take a seat.
Tell folks who don’t give to you as well, to go on ahead and take two seats.
Just when you thought you were finished, you weren’t.
Just when you thought you lost, you won.
Just when you thought it couldn’t, it was done.
So, just keep on going.
Keep on going.
No matter what.
Give life ALL you have.
Life will return the favor.
Hehe…thought I was going to keep rhyming didn’tcha?
Yea, when we get on a rhythm, we expect life to just keep on rhyming and being in OUR rhythm. Then, life will take the unexpected turn and we will hear the dreaded screech of the needle across the vinyl record. Now, I know I am dating myself as some young peeps may not even know what the world a vinyl record is…..smh…..bless the poor young folks who have not had the experience of having to walk to school. Uphill. BOTH ways….hahahahahahahahahaha……
Keep going. Before you know it, you will be somewhere.
You just have to keep on going. Even when your get up and go has got up and gone somewhere and you don’t have the energy or want to to chase it down.
I did NOT want to do the day, today.
Truth be told, I could not do the day, yesterday. Nope, not even a half day. So, I called off, tapped out and watched British tv shows on Netflix all afternoon. Jello and popcorn joined me. It was a needed me break. Somedays, beloveds, you have to take a me day.
It’s important to choose YOU at times. The bills and life and folk will just have to wait.
Yet, after you have taken your me day break….
Get back on the horse.
Get back after it.
Do NOT allow yourself to wallow in whatever you are currently mini wallowing in.
Trust me. I did NOT wish to drag my hurting heart into the shower and seize the day. So, instead of seizing the day, I tapped it gently on the shoulder and asked it to be a bit more gentle with me today. She graciously agreed. Thus far….*Cassandra peers suspiciously through the day’s bag to make sure there were not many surprises in there!*
You can do it, beloveds. I am speaking to myself as well. I made a promise to myself to write every day no matter what I was going through. Just a little.
Do just a lil bit of what sets your soul on fire. EVERY day. Just a smidge that will move you that much closer to your dream.
My dreams seem to laugh at me, nowadays. She keeps saying ‘nah nah you can’t catch me’. Making me mad. Making me sad. Making me more and more determined I am going to catch her some kind of way!
Keep pushing the rock up the hill.
Keep tilting at them windmills.
Keep doing the thing.
Eventually, dreams will have to give up or you will have given out. Either way, a win for you. For, when you give out, when you have used your all…well, then HE gets to use all of His!
When the LAST thing you feel like doing is getting in His Lap…
Keep getting in His Lap.
Life can seem, can be, unfair, at times. Life, can, sorry to say, just be in that life mode where EVER step is heavy, hard and exhausting. It is at those times where it is imperative to keep on getting in His Lap.
I must admit, I pouted, just a tad. Did NOT wish to do the prudent thing and climb on up there. Just wanted to stew, just for a few moments, in a tad bit of misery. Okay, I wanted to have a full blown life just ain’t fair and when in the world is it going to be MY turn kind of pity party. Did not allow that.
I allowed for a balloon or two. Allowed just a smidge of sad to hang with me as I made some jello and grilled cheese sandwiches. Then, gave sad a sandwich and told it to go outside and play. I had things to do.
What did I do next?
Why, I climbed in His Lap, showed Him my boo boos and asked for a colorful bandaide to be applied, with a Kiss, to said boo boo.
What did He do?
He gave me a super cute bandaide, a comforting squeeze, some parting words of encouragement and set me back on my feet. So, I could keep on keeping on.
Who ever told you life would and is easy told you some fantastic lies. Yet, isn’t it fantastic that we do NOT go through this world/way alone, beloveds?
No matter how hard, lonely, lonesome, loathsome, frustrating, maddening, boring life may be, at times. We ALWAYS have a place of shelter and safety. Up to us to utilize it. Or, we can continue to wallow in sad, mad and all the other emotions and things we have a tendency to dabble in when life pops us upside the head.
It has been stalking me. Silently. All day. I thought it was just me feeling a bit lost. A bit lonely.
It’s not that. It’s grief. She is familiar. She has been stalking me since mom passed away. I am tired of running from her.
She is cunning. She knows when to slide into my life. Trying to snatch the joy and light from my life.
I yell at her to leave me be.
She laughs. Yes, grief laughs. She thinks she has won.
It feels as if she has won.
God whispers for me to keep going. I tell Him that I am too tired to crawl on His Lap tonight. I lay where I am. I know not where I am.
Just know that I am tired of running from grief.
I will NOT run. I invite grief in for a cup of coffee. Just one. Then, I shall send her on her way.
*sigh*
Grief and I had coffee. I told to go. She said she would return. I told her I shall deal with that on another day. I told her it’s time for her to go. Tomorrow is another day. I have a life to live.
I think I shall make the jello I have not had the energy to make all day. I want my jello tomorrow. I shall let nothing keep me from keeping on.
*Cassandra takes apathy by the hand to go make jello. Sad asked if she could come too as she was a bit lonely. Cassandra took apathy and sad into the kitchen to make some jello. Tomorrow would be here soon.*
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