You are… https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwTCyjBK_8g/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Nuff said.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
It’s hot.
So what?
Show up.
I’m disappointed.
So what?
Show up.
I’m discouraged.
So what?
Show up.
The Universe is slow to answer my call.
So what?
Show up.
Keep asking.
Keep reaching out.
Keep walking.
One step.
One step.
One step.
walking still,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
🗒: 🚪 Keep knocking, beloveds. The door SHALL open. If for no other reason then for the occupant to snatch the door open to see what all that pounding has been about!
Be encouraged.
This heat is cooking my brain.
Whew!
120 index today.
Whew!
Yet, I shall:
Walk.
Try.
Love.
Hope.
Pray.
Rejoice.
Keep on keeping on.
I must admit, doing so, when so much is going on and NOTHING seems to be moving from hard mountain, is not altogether easy.
So what?
The Universe awaits!
Let’s go!
going,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Ladies, you are more… https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwPHmFuIJy3/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Your turn, ladies.
You are more…
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Fellas, you are more… https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwPIclHIFHK/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Hey, beloveds, this is for all the men peeps out there.
You are more…
Be encouraged.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
NEVER give up on YOU! https://www.instagram.com/reel/CwI93hpI1t8/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==
Nuff said.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: You know the drill:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU.
I was out of gas.
Spiritually.
Mentally.
Emotionally.
Financially.
Spent.
Gassed.
Out of gas.
*gasp*
I fussed at God. Ehem, I mean I prayed and asked God delicately…
HOW LONG DO I HAVE TO KEEP GOING THROUGH ALL THIS HARD??!! I’M HOT. IM TIRED. I’M BROKE! MY BILLS HAVE BROKEN MY BANK ACCOUNT!!! I NEED TO KNOW HOW TO MONETIZE SO I CAN DO WHAT YOU TOLD ME AND I WANT TO DO!!!!!
*stamps foot*
In the middle of my tirade, er, prayer, God showed up, in His Uber, and told me to ‘hop in’.
He wasn’t angry. As He pulled out, said He truly DID understand my frustration. He told me to keep trying. He told me to keep on being about being about it.
He made me laugh. He made me cry. He drove around, endlessly, showing me all He, Life and The Universe had in store, for me.
ALL I had to do, God said. I told Him how HARD, how DISAPPOINTING, how maddening HARD and DISAPPOINTMENT were. He agreed.
After a time, God dropped me off. Said He had to ‘be about being about it. There were other folk in need of a Ride’.
😳
🤣
🥰
Moral of the story?
How the world do I know? This journey shall take the rest of my life, to finish.🤦♀️🤷♀️
Okay, lemme see what I can scrounge from my note bag:
Disappointment is awfully disappointing. Waiting can seem interminable. Wait. Be patient. With you. With your try. Be encouraged. You CAN. You REALLY WILL.
content kinda/sorta,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
#HereForIt
It’s hot.
I’m tired.
Tired of being hot.
Tired of being tired.
Yet, these long hot and tiring days have been filled with peace, hope and joy.
Life is short. Only get one. Best use it best we can.
It is annoying true that we have to keep having to.
Good grief I would, at times, like to woe is me my way so I can have an excuse to sleep my life away.
Alas, life too short. So:
I must.
I have to.
I will.
Crap.
Hold on.
Keep writing your way through.
You are changing history, as you write.
Yours.
Mine.
The world’s.
writing even when I don’t want to,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I know. I know. Forever being fed positive messages can be positively annoying. I get it. I want to tell myself to shut up already, on the regular. Yet, I must. You must. Crap.
🤷♀️😁
Afternoon, beloveds. Hard has been kicking my tail from EVERY area.
In times past, I would have distracted myself with hard work, with comfort eating or hiding beneath the covers.
I no longer allow myself to hurt myself because hard is hitting me.
Why?
Because MY heart counts. As does yourself. I suspect, beloveds, if more folk told us this, our hearts would have been filled too much for us to dismiss.
It’s why, after years of fighting back to heal and gain ME, that I am so determined to reach out in hopes to save you some decades.
Your life means soooooooooo much. It does. So does your thoughts. Time to STOP dismissing what YOU need.
I have gotten into mini arguments, with some, who think I should be force feeding Jesus down your throat. Don’t get me wrong. He is My Bestie. Yet, I love Him too much and respect you too much, to do that.
All I can do, and do do, is share my life and heart and try with you.
Why?
Because you are fearfully and wonderfully made and I care.
Why?
Because you are worth caring about.
Why?
The fact that many have to ask why, breaks my heart. The fact that I also asked why, in times past, makes me sad for us all.
I reach out today, because I have been in need of some ‘Jesus with skin on’ as I like to call it. And, being physically alone, life has been a bit tougher, than normal.
It’s a paradox. The more healing I get, the more I want to share that and my heart, with the whole of a world who seems to care only for itself.
I say all that to say this:
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
No, I am NOT desperate and seeking a husband. Just a million friends or two to be absolutely unapologetically me with. Can ya help a sista out? Asking for a Friend.
Be encouraged.
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
#HereforIt
Note: Life is short. Seize these moments to love someone. Starting with YOU! Stop punishing your heart because you gave it to the wrong person. There are billions of us left to choose from!🥰
Give them here!
Turn loose of my dreams!
Give me my bounty!
Keep Your Word!
Keep the promises YOU MADE TO ME!!
*stamps foot*
Yep, this was me, hours ago, wrestling with God/Life/The Universe to turn loose of my stuff!
I have put in the work.
I have said the prayers.
I have watered both with my:
Faith.
Tears.
Try.
Love.
Hope.
Joy.
Laughter.
Disappointment.
Now, I wait, patiently. Give it here!
Go get yours, beloveds.
getting mine,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
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