Do I stand out?
I don’t know.
I no longer care.
I used to care. A lot. I used to wonder how God was going to get my words to stand out amidst the crowds.
I understand now that is not necessary. All I have to do is just continue to be me. Then me I was born to be.
My words will get to where they need to get to…
Eventually.
In the meantime, my words are changing the most important person:
Me!
Words have been important to me for fifty five years. Sharing those words have been important to me for fifty five years.
Why?
I have been asking myself that very question for fifty five years.
I ask no more. I just share them now. They will find themselves where they need to be. It’s not my job to wonder where they go. I raised my babies. It’s time for them to live the way they need to live.
Go dear words. Speak to those who will listen.
I have other words to speak. I have other lives to touch in my own small way. My way. My poper does not have to be large. Just mine.
I no longer care if I stand out. I’m just doing my best to stand. For something. For love. For you.
Be encouraged.
standing,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Don’t let this world fool you into thinking you have to have a massive pulpit to make an impact. You don’t. You make an impact just by being you. You make an impact on those around you. Good and bad. Your actions or lack thereof are making an impact.
Speak. In your own words. Don’t worry about who will listen and who won’t. Don’t worry about the outcome. Speak in love. Speak in truth. Speak in integrity.
Be encouraged. Remember you are loved and not alone. Love someone starting with you. I promise God and mom that I will tell somebody. I love them every single day. I’m telling you. I love you and care about your life, beloveds. Be well.
