Me: That’s cold.
God: π€£π€
Me: That is super cold.
God: I TOLD you.
Me: Didn’t anybody ever tell You it’s NOT nice to say I told you so?
God: Well, did I or did I not tell you?π€£
Me: Well yea.
God: So? Get it?!π€£. I said ‘so’. Add an ‘I told you and what do you get, beloved?
Me: I told you so?
God: Yea. π€π€£π₯°. You must admit, beloved. I WAS right, right? I WAS right there, WITH you, as you walked these tough miles you INSISTED you could not do. Nope, nary a step, I recall you saying to me. Amirite?
Me: (trying not to smile)…okay, you were right.
God: I told you so! π€πππ₯°
Me: πππππ€π€£π₯°
God: Keep going, beloved. I AM with you. I promised. I promise still. Do me a solid and make us a nice glass of π lemonade. Asking for A Friend.
Me: Real funny, ABBA. One has jokes I see.
God: I SEE you. I SEE your tears. They are precious in My Sight. As are you. I only tease those I love.
Me: You sure must love me an awful lot then!…*stamps foot*. You make it awfully difficult staying mad.
*Cassandra gathered up the last of her tears. She decided to add them with the π and see what they would make*
making lemonade still,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: When life hands you π lemons, beloveds, start hurling some at fear and anxiety and stress and inflation and bills and all that is getting in your way and keep it moving.
The way is hard. So what? We got thangs to do. Get to doing those thangs. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He. Asking for A Friend…
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on beingβ¦YOU!
