God: Enlarge your tent.
Me: But, I’m comfy here. I’m used to here.
God: It’s too small for you, now. It was fine, then. Enlarge your tent.
Me: But, I’m afraid. What if I can’t find another spot? What if the new spot isn’t a better spot for me.
God: Get your butt out of My Way, beloved!
Me: Geeeeeeez.
God: Enlarge your tent.
Me: What if I fail? What if I fall flat on my face. What if…
God: Tell if’s and buts to kick rocks and take two seats.
Me: Well, alrighty then. Here goes nuttin’…P.S. I’m blaming YOU if this doesn’t work out.
God: K.
enlarging my tent,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Life is short, beloveds. Get out of the comfy rut you have fearfully allowed yourself to remain in. Ruts are coffins. ALL of them. No matter that you have tastefully decorated your rut. A rut is STILL a rut. Move forward. Move onward. MOVE! You got thangs to do. As do I. Asking for Your Friend.
Yea, beloveds, I KNOW moving forward, rut free, can be terrifyingly frightful. It can also be wonderfully delightful. Get going now. In case no one has told you today: I love you. As does He.
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
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