Day 5: God, can I be honest with You?

Me: Can I be honest with You?

God: I wish you would.

Me: I don’t want to hurt Your Feelings or want you to think I am not thankful.

God: What troubles you?

Me: You.

God: Me? Whatever for?

Me: 50 percent of folks have power. I look out my window and see lights on. Yet, here I sit, in the dark. Still. I wonder why I never seem to be in Your 50 percent who has lights, who have families to sit with, who have dreams fulfilled. Why, God, do I ALWAYS seem to be of the 50 percent who has to ‘make the best of it’ while others enjoy light and dreams.🥺

God: Fair question(s). Would it help to ask you to trust Me?

Me: Not really.

God: Trust me.

Me: K. Shall I tell You a ridiculous story, filled with food of course, as we wait for the lights to come on.

God: Yes, please! Make it super silly. May I ask YOU a question, beloved?

Me: Sure.

God: Of the 50 percent with lights on, beloved, how many do you imagine have stopped by for a story, a hug, a quiet conversation with Me?🥺

Me: Ah, God. I sowwy. Perhaps, the lights have ALWAYS been on for me so You are able to trust me in and with the darkness.

God: Ah.

Me: Aha!❤️‍🩹♥️🥰. I love You. No matter where. No matter what. No matter why.

God: K.❤️‍🩹♥️🥰

loved,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life rarely is fair. Yet, it’s worth living. Be encouraged. Your turn SHALL come. In the meantime, tell a story during your darkness. Asking for A Friend.

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