There has been some mighty disappointing days in this year.
So much so, beloveds, I have made disappointment a friend. A friend who brings me fresh ideas and new opportunities to stand on FAITH.
I don’t enjoy disappointment. I find disappointment terribly discouraging and disappointing.
Keeping my promise to myself to use EVERYTHING for my good, I have had to be creative with feelings of disappointment.
I rename things. I reclaim ownership of other things. I ponder why. I wonder what comes next.
I dismiss thoughts of quitting. I laugh at suggestions to walk away.
I try something. Then, I try something else.
I am relentless. I am reluctant.
I am bold. I am hesitant.
I burst forward. I scurry back.
All the while, disappointment shows herself to be a considerate friend. She is consistent. She does not demand to be tended to. She waits patiently for ME to act. Or not.
What’s that? Disappointment has come calling through my empty mailbox. I was waiting on two much needed checks. Fresh hell.
I have to go tend to disappointment. If I don’t, she will make way for fear and doubt to come in. I have too many thangs to do to allow that to happen.
Be encouraged.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: When you figure out what to DO with disappointment, please let me know.
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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