Be…
The faithful friend, you have been asking for.
The loyal, supportive, understanding, empathetic partner, you have been praying for.
The ethical, hardworking, empowering, joyful employer, you have been asking for in management and your job.
The welcoming, inclusive, civil, empathic, compassionate, warm, affirming, global sister/brother, you are asking God and Life to send out to heal our divisive world.
An oyster cracker, for someone who is hungry.
A vessel God and Life can use to spread love, joy, peace, hope and light, into a world full of hopelessness and faithfulness. Allow God and Life to use your arms to love others. We love because He first loved us.
Humor in a world which has seemingly forgotten how to laugh.
An eraser who lets everyone know it is not only okay, but a part of this thing called life, to make mistakes, on the daily.
Finally, beloved, be. Just be…YOU!
Don’t fret, yea, worry NOT, about the outcome. How come? Cuz, beloved, it is all in the TRY.
Will you?
Will YOU, just TRY, beloved?
I will.
I WILL!
*Cassandra turns from the mirror and continues to offer the tiny, old, broke, broken down, busted, teeny, tiny, but awfully tasty oyster cracker called her, to the world.*
Such as I have, beloveds, I offer you. Everything but my Kuerig, and double chocolate chip cookies, that is.π€£π€·ββοΈβ€
I love you.
His Friend and your oyster cracker,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: This was an awesome day. Often, we use the past to determine our present moods and moments. Enjoy each day. Look forward to them. You have NO idea what treats that God and Life are eagerly awaiting to share with you. If nothing else, They are waiting to escort you through EVERY moment. Be encouraged. You got this. God and Life has us all. You are loved. You are NOT alone. If you know someone who would like to help me get to my sabbatical so I can write, write, write and write, head on over to my Help Me Be Loud page. We all we got but we all we need.
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- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.ππ¦Ίπ₯Ύππ₯Ώππ©΄π’π©°π‘βοΈππ―οΈπποΈποΈπ’REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS. ππ¦Ίπ₯Ύππ₯Ώππ©΄π’π©°π‘βοΈππ―οΈπποΈποΈπ’ Beloveds, Real talk. Despise not small beginnings. βFor who hath despised the day of small things?ββ Zechariah 4:10 KJV I want to talk about your hard. Not motivational-poster hard. Not the kind somebody can wrap up in three sentences and put underneath a pretty picture of a … Continue reading REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.ππ¦Ίπ₯Ύππ₯Ώππ©΄π’π©°π‘βοΈππ―οΈπποΈποΈπ’
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- AFTER MIDNIGHT β WHAT ALL OF THIS WAS ABOUT πβ€οΈβπ₯AFTER MIDNIGHT β WHAT ALL OF THIS WAS ABOUT πβ€οΈβπ₯ Beloveds, Tonight we went a long way around to arrive at something that has actually been here all along. Why Canβt I Be Loud? was never simply about being loud. It was about having a voice. It was about refusing to let this world decide … Continue reading AFTER MIDNIGHT β WHAT ALL OF THIS WAS ABOUT πβ€οΈβπ₯
