I promise.

God: Give it to me, beloved.

Me: I’m afraid.

God: Give it Me.

Me: I’m afraid, of You.

God: Whatever for, beloved?

Me: You may not give it back. You may hurt it.

God: May I have it, beloved? It belongs to you. I will care for it for you.

Me: Do You promise?

God: I promise.

Me: K…here:

❤️‍🩹

trusting Him,

Cassandra

Note: I am listening to Leona Lewis ‘Footsteps In The Sand’. Today has been bittersweet. I have found myself grieving terribly, the loss of my dad. Strangely, I can almost here mom saying ‘It will be okay’. You would think this would make me doubly sad as I have been missing mom so much it I almost a physical ache.

On top of all, work has been, whew, work as my manager and myself have been fighting and losing with the highest levels of tech management.

It’s hard to work, to fight, to stay positive when life and circumstances are positively kicking one’s arse.😳

I have learned to continue trying and believing and fighting and hoping and standing no matter what is going on. Whew!

I had to force grief and sad out of bed. I told them since they are sticking with me they are going to work with me!

Get up!

Turn on the lights!

Make some coffee!

Work!

Encourage someone!

Let someone know you are struggling!

Get up on God’s Lap and let Him know how you feel!

Okay! Okay!

I arose.

I turned on the lights.

I made some coffee ☕.

I went to work.

I encouraged as many as my voice could reach.

I let folk know I was struggling.

I got up, got on God’s Lap and told Him how I felt.

God: Give it to me, beloved…

to be continued,

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note 2: I can’t remember the last time I felt soooooooo helpless. Oh, yea, it was the day they buried mom…*sigh*

Be encouraged, beloveds. This too shall pass. When going through the hard remember:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

• THE HAND FROM HEAVEN ✋🏾☁️🧻🤣
• COME SIT AT MY TABLE 🪑❤️‍🩹
• BELOVEDS, YOU CAN HAVE MY FLOWERS. I DON’T NEED THEM ANYMORE.
• Forgive them, Cassandra, God said to me
• Still In Love