Write a new song, beloveds. Yea, I know, life came and slapped your song. Heartache robbed you of your voice. Despair stole your sweet song.
Anger, snatcher joy, from your lips. Unbelief, stole your peace Apathy, destroyed your desire to move forward, to keep on keeping on.
Ah, beloveds, I come sharing good news:
God sees you. God loves you. God CARES DEEPLY about you
E EVERYTHING that concerns you concerns He who loves you.
Ah, beloveds, I have NO idea how much longer I have to be able to encourage and love you. I spent yesterday in the Emergency Room waiting to hear if I had had a second stroke.
I must admit, I wondered if a second stroke would end me or rob from me, the ability to speak, to move, even take the ability to breathe on my own.
Beloveds, as I lay there, I had no fear of death. Truthfully, I didn’t have ONE fear of what could happen, of what could go wrong.
I said, outloud, over and over that I COULD/WOULD do all things through He who loves me. Yes I was content with whatever would come.
I thanked God for walking WITH me.
As I am on blood thinners, I am susceptible for other strokes. When the nurse removed the IV, I bled as if someone had slashed me. Blood went every which way. Ewww!
Beloveds, I’m not afraid to die I’m terrified of not taking advantage of EVERY second I have been given.
asking for A Friend,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Nuff said!❤💃🏽🥰😎🤗🙏🤨👍😁🧱⏰🌍
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?! 