For the last year or so, beloveds, God has been helping me to learn about the cultures of other countries. This has been a wonderful journey!
I have enjoyed learning about folks from all over the world.
Today, I want to show you, through this song, a bit of my BLACK culture. Bear with me. Hear me out. Open your heart, just a smidge, and you just may be touched. Ah, beloveds, I hope…
Back in the day, the black church would have “testimony”. It’s where folk would stand up and share whatever blessing, breakthrough, good news etcetera and talk about what He had done for them and IN them.
Folk would listen and get all fired up, often hooting and hollering, as they rejoiced over said news. Doing so also served as an inspiration for folk who had been toiling over this or that.
Sharing helped all to know that they COULD make it through their hard.
We also “testify” through song. Through the songs we sing, through ones we listen to.
The song above is the singer’s musical testimony, if you will. It’s joyful. It’s hopeful. It’s delightful.
I DARE you to listen and see if you can refrain from tapping your foot or chair dancing, just a smidge…lol.
Life is sooooooooo short, beloveds. Live a bit outside your comfort zone, would you please?
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Get to know some cultures that have nothing to do with yours. You will be glad you did.
One step.
One step.
One step.
You are loved.
You are NOT alone.
Keep on being…YOU!
- 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
- REAL TALK: DESPISE NOT SMALL BEGINNINGS, BELOVEDS.👘🦺🥾👟🥿👞🩴👢🩰👡⛑️🔌🕯️🔎🖌️🖋️📢
Why Can't I Be Loud?! 