God: You called?
Me: Oh, sorry.
God: What’s wrong.
Me: I don’t know if I can REALLY do it.
God: Do what?
Me: This. Me. You know. THIS!…*Cassandra gestures in the direction of her unfulfilled dreams*
God: Oh. That.
Me: Yes. THAT. Geeeez.
Jesus: You called?
Me: No…*sigh*
He: What, pray tell, is the matter?
Me: I don’t know if I can do it, Lord. Not really. Not by myself.
He: ARE you alone? Really?!
Me: Not really.
He: Well Geeeeeeez. Thanks for the vote of confidence.
Me: My bad. I sowwy.
He: Remember. I am The Vine. You are the branch. Meaning, it’s MY job to produce/grow the 🍇 grapes. It’s your job to be available to pass out the wine. True?
Me: True that. I shall try. Thanks Dad. Thanks Jesus.
God: NO problem.
Jesus: You are not the problem. Ye of tiny faith. Believe. In Me. In you. In US.
Me: K.
trying I think,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Ah, God. Why You keep bothering me about these stupid dreams?!
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
- 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
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 