Don’t fear the storm, beloveds.
Rest in it.
Rejoice through it.
Grow BECAUSE of it.
Do NOT come out of your storm defeated. Come out:
Victorious.
Changed.
Yet, not.
Stay grounded. Stay faithful. Stay fruitful. Find someone to encourage through THEIR storm. You don’t have to wait to come out to be an inspiration.
YOU are in inspiration by how you live.
I am no longer afraid of what I may lose. In fact, I hold what I have loosely. What I shall ALWAYS hold tight is my love. It’s all I have. It’s all I need to combat the darkness in this world.
The coming storm may bring darkness. That’s okay. I SHALL rejoice in the darkness.
I no longer dread the darkness. I shall welcome whatever comes.
Be encouraged. I say these words so that you may KNOW there IS peace on the other side of devastation. There IS joy in the midst of terrifying situations. There IS comfort for ALL who currently mourn.
The bible says that weeping may endure for the night, but joy cometh in the morning.
Ah, God, be much with those who are afraid of the dark. Sit with them. Even with those who don’t believe You are.
I can truly say I am at peace. I have NO idea how I will take care of things this year. I don’t know how soon, or if, I will find a job. I have no clue how to start a YouTube channel. I have not the first idea of what step to take next.
Yet, I rejoice. I have lost much. I have found me. I have found a few friends in here. I have found immense love and compassion for me and my foolish ways. All at 56. Who knew?! God did.
I’m trying my best to encourage folk BEFORE the lights go out. Enjoy your life, while the lights are on. Enjoy your life, should the lights go out. Enjoy your life, when the lights come back on. They will.
Ah, beloveds, this time has been sent to show you…YOU! Tada!
Lift up your head. Tell hard ha! Tell reality to shut the hell up!
I have to finish preparing for the storm. The storm had best be preparing for me!
joyful and NOT afraid,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Be encouraged. Imagine your life BEYOND the storm. It shall pass. Who shall YOU be when it’s over? I plan to continue being the bad mamma jamma that I am. Ha!
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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