I used to chase numbers.
The number of people I could influence.
The number of folk I could help.
The number of things I could accomplish for God.
The number of ways I could succeed.
The number of ways I could help my family and friends.
The number of positions I could twist myself in to prove myself worthy of:
Attention.
Love.
Care.
The only problem with chasing numbers, beloveds, is that no one is EVER satisfied with the number you produce!
Especially YOU.
You look at all your try and determine it could not possibly be enough for God, for the world, or for you.
Then, you feel less than because your number was less than what you thought it should be.
Your number looks like soooooooooooo very little when you compare your number to other folks numbers!
Look at them, you exclaim❗
Look at THAT!😳🥺
Now, your THAT no longer matches with THEIR number(s).
Don’t worry about how many, beloveds. Just do what you can. The outcome has never been up to you. Or me. ALL we are required to do is to just be!
The ONLY number I concern myself with is how many times can I love and extend myself in a day. Speaking of which: I love you.
Be encouraged.
doing thangs,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note:
One step.
One step.
One step.
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
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 