Fear.
Don’t let it win.
Grief.
Don’t let it win.
Anger.
Don’t let it win.
Apathy.
Don’t let it win.
All of those things have blown in with this latest storm, beloveds. Laughing at me. Taunting me. Reminding me a tornado showed up, a year ago tomorrow, and turned my life on it’s head.
I want to be angry. I’m not. I want to be sad. I kind of am. I want to give in to the fright of how in the hell am I going to pay next month’s rent. I can’t afford to do that now.
What will I DO instead?
Wait patiently.
Cry just a wee bit.
Keep moving FORWARD.
Keep looking UP.
I don’t know what God is going to do, beloveds. I know what I am going to do:
Keep on believing.
Keep on loving.
Keep on laughing.
Keep on hoping.
Keep standing on business.
Keep standing ten toes down.
I just stopped by to encourage those who are, quite frankly, sick and tired of weathering all these physical/spiritual/emotional storms all whilst maintaining our sanity/dignity/joy!…*stamps foot*
Be encouraged. This too SHALL pass.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: I just threw a virtual tantrum/pity party so you don’t have to. Borrow this one then get on with your life. Take the day, if need be, to get out a bit of sad then pop some popcorn, watch an old movie and keep being about being about it.
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?! 