I am not strong: Your someday is just a today away.

Don’t give up, beloveds.

Not, yet.

Not, quite yet.

Don’t you know, beloveds, these tests and trials are just God and Life’s way of getting the riff raff out of your life and way?

They don’t want folk who have not walked with you to reign with you as it rains, blessing wise, upon your life.

Oftentimes, it’s not you. Your life, affects the lives of others. Sometimes, God and Life need you to help them support others. They know you shall and do remain faithful.

Your needs, are important. Remain:

Steadfast.

Unmovable.

Unrelenting.

Your someday is just a today away.

Is today THE day?

Is today THE day, for me?

Heck if I know. I am too busy, though, enjoying every moment. Let me know if our dreams show up, wouldja? I have to be about fighting with stairs and incline.

waiting on the universe to give it up to me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

#KeepGoing

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Note: I am soooooooo thankful God and Life did NOT meet my financial need in the way I was hoping for. It took time but I FINALLY got, through my thick skull, the fact that God is My Source. Period. End of story.

This world wants to convince you that you must have this and that and be this and that before you will know love and success.

Beloveds, you keep on being you and living your best life. Life is AMAZING. Heat and all. Hard and all. Lack and all. Abundance and all. Lonely and all. With company and all.

EVERY stage of your life is anointed with all the love, joy and peace you shall ever need. Keep going.

You are loved.

You are not alone.

Keep on being…YOU

I love you.

Try: Tag, you’re it.

Huh?

What happened?

Is THAT all I have had to do?!

You may call this coincidence, beloveds, but every since I started tagging my posts, I have found a like or two. I also started tossing them into categories.

Don’t ask ME why. I STILL don’t know HOW TO MAKE A PRETTY BLOG PAGE/POST!!

*Cries of agony wend their way, towards heaven*

That’s my story, though, and I am sticking to it.

In times past, I dared not show a thing until it was perfectedly fonted. I made sure EVERY comma was placed, strategically, beloveds, in the RIGHT place.

I fretted, needlessly, on whether my words, rather I, would be received, loved and accepted.

Now, I tell fear, doubt AND anxiety, to take TWO seats. Then, I tell them to take a hike back to the hell from whence they came! Ha!

Here lately, I have taken my hand and taking my hand to posting uplifting little snippets, on Instagram. Of course, I have not the first clue.

Yet, I try.

Only today, I failed, apparently, spectacularly, as wombie told me she couldn’t hear a word.

Well….phooey. πŸ˜†

I am intimidated.

No one has liked, my videos.

Hence, no one, likes ME?

So what?

That’s what I told fear, doubt and anxiety, when they showed up, laughing, apparently, at the apparent lack of love, from the world.

I told them to go on ahead and kick rocks. I told them ALL I can do is TRY. The outcome is not for me.

This has made me think of you, beloveds. Maybe, you are also fighting with a bit of doubt over the seeming lack of outcome, with something you have tried.

Keep, trying.

Fail, spectacularly.

Succeed.

Maybe.

Rinse.

Repeat.

*Cassandra, thinking herself brilliant, taps God, upon His Shoulder, and starts a game of tag. God takes off after Cassandra and all other beloveds.*

Hide, yall! You may be next!!

*Cassandra dives behind the πŸ›‹, in search of her next victim…Cassandra πŸ‘Ÿ sneaks up on Elena. You’re it!…Cassandra tags paychologistmini on her way out the door.*

TRYing,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: How can yall not love a good game of tag?! Smh. Let

I am not strong: God walked for me, today.

You are not alone. You don’t have to be strong. https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cu5KelcqvMJ/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

I was tired.

I AM tired.

Of:

Walking, alone.

Not having, enough.

Not BEING, enough, apparently.

Ah, beloveds. This is what I shared with God, this morning.

I wasn’t sad, for me. I was/am heartbroken, for those who feel as though they are alone and have nobody.

I am devastated, for all the souls who gave up because they felt as though they were alone, and had nobody.

I am crying out, for every person, who wants to give up, because they feel they are alone and have nobody.

As I said those words, to God, I wearily prepared to move, from His Lap, so I could go put on my walking shoes and walk for those who were too tired, alone and discouraged, to walk, today.

I sighed. Yet, just as I prepared to go, God, gently squeezed my shoulder and said:

“Beloved, I shall walk, for you, today. I shall walk, for them, today. Be not discouraged, beloved, when the world seemingly ignores your walk, your faith, your love, your commitment, your care. They do the same to My Son, on the daily. I shall walk for Him, as well. Be encouraged.”

Beloveds, let your try, be enough. You give ALL you have. God sees. God knows. He shall walk with and for you, today.

Be encouraged.

Know:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

here,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: If your eyes are reading these words, KNOW I have been praying for YOU for a mighty long time. You have come to THIS day so you can read these very words.

Your life is priceless. Live. Don’t give up. Not just yet. Let me hear from you. I pray for you EVERY day. Every one. You are never far, from my thoughts.

Why, the world do I continue to care for a world who seems not to care? Because, I care. Simple as that. Time runs out. Care with me.❀

It takes time: Use your feels to your advantage.

I was all up in my feels. Yea, boy, I had a super nice fuss fest, telling Life I was just about over all the wait shenanigans. I huffed and puffed and blew my annoyed house down.

Then, figured I would use my feels, to my advantage, turned on some uplifting music, uplifted my pouting self and loaded the dishwasher. For good measure, I did a little bit of chair dancing.

I told Life to take the time to make sure things were prepared, correctly. I didn’t want a half-baked dream. Sure wish the cake would get done, though.

In the meantime, I shall continue to keep on keeping on. Keeping on when you are a tad discouraged is not always easy. Carry on, though, beloveds. The time WILL pass. All things have a beginning, a middle, and an end. We just don’t know where we are in our current saga.

Be encouraged. Hey! Don’t be telling me to kick rocks. I shall tell incline on you….hahahahaha!!

here still(sigh),

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

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https://gofund.me/efbe8c13

Do: You don’t know what you don’t know.

Recently, I had the pleasure of helping out some newbies, learn some new things.

Poor babies. They did not know what they did not know.

The ONLY way, to learn, is to do.

NOTHING can take the place of experience. You can’t buy, experience. You have to EARN true knowledge, through, DOING the thing.

Yes, you WILL, at times, fall on your face.

Yes, you WILL feel like a complete moron and idiot.

No, it will NOT kill you to feel like a complete moron and idiot.

Laugh, at yourself. Laugh, at hard. Then, do the thing.

You will learn as you mess up fifty bajillion million and 17 times. This does NOT make you a failure. This simply means you were not yet successful fifty bajillion times.

You WILL have experienced fifty bajillion laughs and opportunities to learn, grow, and be of service to all around you:

In, your home.

At, your job.

With, your family.

Among, your community.

In the midst of, the universe.

Within, the world.

Fall, in as many a spectacular way as you can. Falling means you are running, you are doing, you are living

Pick yourself up, then, fall again.

Laugh, again.

Love, again.

Begin, again.

EVERY, day.

Every.

Last.

Drop.

One step.

One step.

One step.

Get going, now, beloveds.

Do.

doing with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

ttnette37@yahoo.com

https://gofund.me/efbe8c13

When God asked why.

God: Why?

Me: Huh?

God: WHY do you need a sabbatical. Right now, I mean.

Me: Because I am tired.

God: Of what? Your job?

Me: Not, really. I am doing really well. I enjoy working. I enjoy my peers. My leadership cracks me up.

God: What are you tired of, then?

Me: I had not thought of WHY. Just know I have been exhausted and ready to lay down somewhere.

God: Do me a fave, ask yourself why, THEN come back and ask for your sabbatical.

Me: Okay.

*Cassandra climbs down from The Father’s Lap, summons Yikes!, Egads! and Jesus to have a confab. Nosey angels Michael and Gabriel tagged along just cuz…*

Me: Okay, yall, God told me to ask myself why I have been so tired, lately. I have been so tired I could give two hoots about the why. Just want to lay down. Thoughts my peeps?

Egads!: If you ask me, I blame incline.

Yikes!: Yikes!, don’t say THAT! Incline will get her for sure, this evening. Smh.

Jesus: Well, you HAVE been toting other folk’s water. for quite some time now. You have been rushing in with pillows and such to comfort folk who need to learn how to comfort themselves and get their own act rights and lefts.

Me: True that.

Yikes!: True that.

Incline: True that.

Stairs: True that.

Me: Who asked YOU, stairs! Bad enough I have to deal with you after fighting with incline! Leave me alone til later. Smh.

Jesus: So, why DO you need a sabbatical, right now?

Me: I’m tired. Soul tired. Soooooo tired. Tired of dismissing MY tired.

Jesus: Go back and talk to Dad.

God: Why do you need a sabbatical, right now?

Me: Great question. Brb.

For months, I have been wanting to take a break. From everything. From everything! Yet, the more I asked myself why, the more I realized I didn’t want to abandon life. I just want to experience a bit of rest and writing without fatigue. I want to experience, what it’s like, to be financially comfortable so I can write, write, write and write.

The job I hold, and have held, have been serving others. I love it. Yet, these type of jobs don’t lead to million dollar contracts. I wouldn’t change it. I love serving. I love removing a pebble from someone else’s mountain.

At 54, beloveds, I have been wondering if there are folk, who may remove a pebble or two. From, me. For, me. Why? Because I am more than just a server.

Ah, beloveds, when God gets to asking questions, it leads you to soooooooo many places. I wonder if I shall get there. I no longer care where He is leading. I just want to be where He is. I just want to encourage folk, where they are.

I have no idea where this ends. So, I shall end here. In times past, I would have been frustrated with, not knowing. With, not knowing, how. Now, all I need to know is God and Life knows my, when. God and Life knows my, how. That is enough. For, now…lol.

Be encouraged.

Keep talking to the universe.

Keep talking.

The world IS listening.

God and Life are listening.

What shall They say?

Ah.

Aha!

waiting with expectancy for the universe to bring my bounty,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

ttnette37@yahoo.com

https://gofund.me/efbe8c13


When your want to does not want to.

Keep taking things one step at a time. One step. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CvAUlcvK5xk/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

I must admit, beloveds, my heart became just a tad bit, well, discouraged. Just a tad.

EVERY day, every single one, I pop on here and there just to encourage and love up on folk.

And, every day, now, I have been trying to figure out this Instagram life and post an encouraging word. I checked the insights and only one or two views.

I sighed.

I thought of the millions, upon millions, of folk, who are lonely, afraid, disappointed, discouraged. I wished they could see, could view, my words.

Not, for ego. But, to encourage.

Yet, to the world, I have no clout.

Yet, to the world, I have nothing. Therefore, to the world, I, and my words, are nothing.

I called my wombie. She touched my heart with these words:

“The Most Important Person who is and has seen my videos is God”

Beloveds, your words, ARE seen.

Your heart, is seen.

Your walk, is seen.

More importantly, you are:

Loved.

Heard.

Cherished.

Keep going. If only a few, see these words, share them, with others. Let them KNOW they are loved.

Ah, beloveds, my heart is:

Longing.

I long.

For what, you ask?

Ah.

Aha!

Keep asking.

here best I can,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Don’t be discouraged.

Don’t be discouraged when your dream gets delayed. It may be waiting on friends.πŸ˜Žβ€πŸ‘€ https://www.instagram.com/reel/CvCszTRI63r/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Keep going,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Be encouraged.

https://www.instagram.com/reel/CvBT68ooFy4/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Sooooooooo, thought I would start inflicting my Instagram snippets so you can walk with me and enjoy you some me.😁.

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

New habits: Get it!!

It’s YOUR time, beloveds.

Get it!!

Tell the Universe to get your bounty, to you.

You have been faithful, best you could.

You have given, much.

You have asked, much to little, of the universe.

You believe you have to do this, that and the other thing, to receive.

Get to doing, then, your this, your that and your other things God and Life have been begging you to do forever and six months.

THEN, get to asking, no demanding, your universe booty, er, bounty.πŸ˜†πŸ˜³

I have been surprised how fast my body has taken to short walks. I am finding myself getting up earlier and earlier.

And, as I walk, I am being freed to FEEL. Will get back to that on some other ‘I am not strong’ pieces. Those pieces are a bit on the hard to write end of things. They are needed. Yet, it’s not easy to admit how I allowed myself to run my heart down so badly all I could think of was sleeping for an entire year.

When God finally blesses me with finances so I can take time off to write, I want to be awake!πŸ˜†

In the meantime, I am back to enjoying my job. I am quite torn. My heart wants to just write and blog and make encouraging snippets. But, all kidding aside, I am really great at what I do and love sharing best practices to help others be the best they can be.

We can serve God and Life, anywhere. Yet, I have longed to serve Them making ridiculous content to encourage and love on folks on the daily.

I think I shall talk to the universe, about this, on our evening walk. Incline is now scared of me.πŸ₯°πŸ€£

Keep, going.

Keep, asking.

Keep, listening.

here for it,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: Yikes, I almost forgot to give you this! My bad…

*Cassandra scrounges around, in her goodie bag and scoops out plenty of:

You got this.

I love you.

You are not alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

One step.

One step.

One step.