I’m feeling my humanity today.
Not able to leap tall buildings in a single bound
Yet, I know that who I am is NOT how I feel.
A good thing, that.
To KNOW I am so much more.
That’s also the problem.
Knowing that I am so much more.
More what, I want to ask myself.
I just wish I KNEW what in the fresh egads what I am supposed to be DOING WITH THE LAST HALF OF MY LIFE!!!!!!!!!
Ack!
Fresh goodnight!!
54 and counting.
54 and counting…
Good crimeny, beloveds. I feel like a bloody cursor on a blank computer screen!!!!
Waiting.
Waiting.
Waiting to find out what in the world to type next.
Waiting to find out what to DO next.
I am so tired of waiting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I want God to hurry.
I want Life to hurry.
*stamps foot*
Okay, I don’t want Them to hurry.
Not really.
I don’t want a half baked dream, you know.
Yet.
See!?
There is that stupid YET, yet again…
*sigh*
I keep running into yet. Could have sworn I had heard Him say yes.
Yet.
Yet…
I am soooooooooooooooooooo feeling like Clark Kent, these days. The days feel as though they are laughing at me. Taunting me. Keeping my dreams just out of my reach. I want to tell the days to go ahead and kick some rocks and leave me alone.
To find myself, yet again, waiting, waiting, waiting for my yet to be turned into yes.
My cape is waiting, Father.
WHEN will You allow me to do me some me how I would want to try and do me? I don’t know if I will succeed. I just want to try. My try is getting on my last nerves banging on my heart’s door. Demanding to be seen, heard and able to do what it wants to do.
Let me try, God.
I just want to try.
Let me try, Life.
I just want to try.
Open, for me.
Finally.
*Cassandra puts on her Clark Kent glasses and keeps on keeping on*
Fresh egads.
Waiting still.
Still, waiting.
waiting whilst being still,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Hang in there. Am saying this as much to myself as to you. The older I get, seems like time wants to mess with my chicklets(mentals). Yet, God and Life has built in enough time for me to do what I can and shall.
Be encouraged, all.
We, CAN.
We, WILL.
- BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
- Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
- Still In Love
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
- IT ME!
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 