You may find this odd, beloveds. Until just now, I have NEVER really considered my age, when considering what to do, with my life.
Not really. Yea, I would quip about it. Still, my age was just a number, in my head. In my heart, I have always been 25.
My dad used to say he was “39 and holding”. That always tickled me. I decided I would forever remain 25. Don’t ask why 25. I couldn’t tell you. 25 seemed like a youthful number.
Having turned 56 in November, I feel as far away from 25 as I always have.
Why?
I blame the tornado. That tornado shook me to the core. I still can’t fathom why I can’t yet maintain solid footing.
I have been a Christian for 35 years. Until ths tornado, I had NEVER questioned my belief in God, Himself. Not even losing my mom, Christmas morning 2016, could move my faith.
Yes, for a time, I was angry at God. I blamed Him for not healing her. I blamed Him for not making her way easier. I blamed Him just to take my anger out on someone.
This tornado, though, it roared into my yard and let me know I was little more than a speck of dust.
I’m feeling like a speck of dust. I don’t know how to move past this barrier. I’m trying hard to move forward. I am finding it difficult to move past THAT moment, so I can live in THIS moment.
How do we get past a truly devastating moment?
We have to. How do we, though? I have been wrestling with the tornado for six months now. Exhausting.
I’m doing my lover best to make sure this barrier does not turn into an obstacle. I will overcome this some kind of way. I’m still figuring out how.
I wish this current battle was already over. I fight on. Will you?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: We fight on…
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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