Author: Cassandra S.

My life is in Your Hands.

I am, currently, bellowing Kathy Tracolli’s “My Life Is In Your Hands”.

I love that song!!!

I’m not sure the neighbors are loving my howling rendition.

Opps.

I love me some Him!

I loooooooooooooove You, Lord!!!

Ah, beloveds, sometimes I just gotta let Him KNOW how very much I love me some Him!

I am saddened to see so many folk who use God for every other purpose than to share His Love for man.

I try not to get preachy all up in my blog. So many have been hurt in the name of God, in the name of supposed ‘religion’ that the very word God sends folks running for the hills. I don’t blame them.

Anywho, beloveds, there are times I just have to holler my love from the rafters.

Allow me to preach, just a smidge, in order to say:

For God so loved the world….

Ah, God.

I love me some You.

Whew!

Okay.

I’m done.

I pray for each and every heart that comes across this blog. I pray for each and every heart that shall never meet me or read a word I write. I pray for each and every heart that is hurting and in need of comfort.

I pray for each and every heart that is longing to know that he/she/they are loved. I pray for each and every heart that is hungry. I pray for each and every heart that is wandering and wondering.

Be encouraged, beloveds. Be at peace. Be still and know…

here as best as I can be,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You are loved and not alone.

God, I no longer NEED to see Your Hand because I KNOW Your Heart.

God, I no longer NEED to see Your Hand because I KNOW Your Heart.

Nuff said.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

🗒: I have been writing, lately, about being grateful for the hard. I am. I used to get sooooooooooooooo disheartened when I didn’t understand why this, that and the other. Through working through the hard I have learned that life can be just that. Hard.

Hard does NOT mean God does not care and is just being hard. Just means life is being hard.

Don’t be so hard on yourselves, beloveds. Your efforts WILL bear fruit. It just may turn out to be fruit you were not expecting!

Your gifts ARE reaching it’s/their intended targets, beloveds!

Stop judging yourself on your lack of clicks, likes or acceptances. You are getting all your nos out of your way. Your yes IS on the way. It is!

Until then, beloveds, say yes to:

Opportunity.

Love.

Moments.

Life is sooooooooooooooooo short. Look around you. You are missing out on an abundance life, now. Live. Right now. Keep pursuing your dreams. In the meantime, help someone else reach their dreams.

I hope, EVERY day, my words help someone reach higher. Just a bit. Just a smidge. Maybe, just maybe, they shall have enough height, because of MY care, because of God’s Care, to reach their dream.

Ah, this is what I long for now. I wish I could make your dreams come true. My greatest wish is to become financially solvent so I CAN.

I know. This makes me an idiot. This makes me open to scammers. This leaves me open to folk labeling me a potential scammer. I can live with that.

I plan on doing me, EVERY day, until I run out of days.

I CHOOSE.

I care.

I am here. Best as I can be.

I appreciate you, beloveds. I do. Not every one can stand my poems. Speaking of, here’s another poem written just for you:

Apples are red.

Oranges aren’t.

😂

Tell the truth, beloveds, you 😂 laughed didn’t you?!🥰🤗😂♥️

His and yours,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Smh. If yall don’t get way from here and get to living! Go!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

You have not failed.

If you have given your all…

You have not failed.

If the other side refuses to meet you halfway…

You have not failed.

If you have given your heart and love was not returnd…

You have not failed.

YOU have not failed.

You have not FAILED!

You tried.

YOU tried.

You TRIED!

It’s not on you, beloveds, when the other side chooses not your side.

Keep moving forward.

You have done all you know. Let this be enough. You ARE enough.

Your worth is NOT tied up in other’s perspective, perception or preconceived notions of who you are or who you should have been!

Keep on being…YOU!

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Be encouraged. Be at peace. You have NOT failed.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s hard living in the meantime. That time between reality and our hopeful dreaming. You CAN. You WILL.

Don’t you dare give up on you. I mean it! Tell fear and doubt to cram it! Take hard by the hand and keep loving folk. Your turn shall come. In the meantime, help someone else get through their in the meantime.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

I love me some you. He does too.😂♥️🥰

Content, but not satisfied.

I find myself…

Content, but not satisfied.

I found myself.

Ah!

Aha!

There are things, I want to do. There are things, I want to try. There are places, I would like to go.

Yet, I am content. Here. Right, here. Right, NOW.

Yet, I am NOT content simply with simply being here. I want to be able to do more. I want to be able to be more.

Why?

Because this world is full of folk who have determined it’s easier and preferable to be doing less.

Life is short, beloveds. I began this blog to be a safe space. A place where folk can be. A place where folk can be honest. A place where folk can do nothing and still know he/she/they are loved and NOT alone.

Beloveds, this is your time. It is. Don’t be afraid to be afraid. The unknown can be scary. I’m no longer afraid to FEEL afraid be cause I KNOW God loves me and cares for my life.

I KNOW my life matters no matter what.

I KNOW all things work together for my good.

I KNOW…

I KNOW!!

Ah, beloveds, the ONLY way to grow, is to grow. The ONLY way to know love, is to get to know love. The ONLY way to be free, is to come from behind your walls.

Come out, come out wherever you are. Keep pursuing your dreams. Keep posting. Keep submitting. Keep writing. Keep singing. Keep dancing.

Whatever your dream is, your calling, your leading, your yearning, your direction…

Do.

Go.

Be.

You.

You shall find that YOU are more than enough. The only way to find out is to find out.

finding out with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Wow! How on earth are you STILL here after THAT rousing piece?!😳😂

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

The Low Road told me to get some act right.

Low Road: Um, what are you doing HERE?

Me: I come bearing justifiable anger and reasons.

Low Road: Didn’t God and The Universe tell you to take the High Road?

Me: Yes, but They do NOT understand that I have every right to be angry.

Low Road: DO you? Had you taken the High Road, you may have come up with the same conclusion as me. Don’t get ME caught up in your drama!

High Road: Yea!

God: Yea!

The Universe: Yea!

Me: Yea, well, um, hhhmmm…*Cassandra consults with Yikes! and Egads! to see if she had ANY leg to stand on.

Legs: Don’t get us mixed up in your failure to act right!😳🚪

Soooooooo, I HAVE to tell on myself, beloveds. I have been super weary, these past days. The new year appears to have brought old situations!

I’m tired of the same old, same old!

*stamps foot*

I’m tires of taking the high road EVERY STUPID DAY!

EVERY day, God? Really?!

Can’t YOU DO SOMETHING ALREADY, UNIVERSE?!

How about lifting a finger, Life?!!!!

Life: Okay, really?

The Universe: You serious, Ms. C?😳

God: 😳

*Cassandra takes the temperature of the room and heads for the high road…*

You will have to scuze me, beloveds, I am getting my act right to get some act right.

There is nothing wrong with being frustrated when life is being lifery. The trick is to keep taking the high road. Every day.

Keep going. Every day. Keep trying. Every day. Keep it moving. Every day. Keep your act right acting right. Every day.

Don’t make the low road have to tell you to get some act right. Embarrassing when they happens.

acting right on the high road,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

🗒: One step at a time. All that is needed. Stop trying to take a short cut. Short cuts lead to long falls.

Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

I told myself no.

No.

NO.

NO!!

I will NOT:

Quit.

Stop.

Run.

No.

NO.

NO!!

I can NOT:

Give up.

On me.

On love.

On my dreams.

I shall NOT:

Move.

Bend.

Bow.

To fear.

To doubt.

To age.

No.

NO.

NO!!

I say yes.

To the hard.

To the experience.

To the high road.

Whew!

betting on me still,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. When life seems especially hard, keep going. Keep believing. You build your faith muscles when you do.

Stop focusing on the hard. Stop wasting your moments fussing about how unfair life is being. These times pass. The point is how you will be AFTERWARDS. Ah. Aha! Get it, beloveds?

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Necessary tears.

I’m not sure who needs these words, this morning. Maybe it’s me?

I find myself, in tears, in the dark.

Finally, my tears say.

Finally!

These tears needed to be set free, you see.

By, me.

For, me.

Me!

Ah, tears, I have been keeping you at bay. I have been fighting for the world.

This morning, my heart quietly asked:

Who fights for YOU?

Tears came to my rescue and said:

We are here. For you. Let us free.

I did.

Ah, tears. Who fights for me? Who cries with me?

“I do”

“I do”

“I do”

*Cassandra sat with God/Life/The Universe and had a good/necessary cry*

To be continued…

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Someone needs to know he/she/they are loved and not alone. Perhaps that someone is me today? Be encouraged. You are loved and you are not alone. Keep on being you.

This morning, I cried.

This morning, I cried.

I missed mom.

This morning, I rejoiced.

I loved her, in a new way.

This morning, I sing.

I love you, mom.

thankful,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s okay to cry. It’s necessary to rejoice. It’s wondrous to sing. Be encouraged. You are loved this day.

Get out of bed, beloved.

This has been a really tough week. A truly tough year.

I did not feel like getting out of bed today. I didn’t get out of bed for a while. I wallow for a little bit in self-pity. Just a little bit.

I have to fight with my feels for quite a while. Feels were winning, for a time, because I was tired and a bit discouraged and a bit sad and a bit mad.

I told myself to get out of bed. I got out of bed. I told myself to get on with my day. I got on with my day.

I got out for a walk. I could only do one lap around. It wasn’t about the lap. It wasn’t about how long I could walk. The important thing was just to try. The important thing was just to walk. If only but a lap.

One step.

One lap.

One moment.

One try.

One.

Just one, beloveds.

I know. I KNOW the way has been hard. It has.

God KNOWS your way has been hard. No getting around that. It has.

The Universe KNOWS the way has been hard. True that.

So what?

Boo hoo.

Life ain’t always fair.

Now, pity party over we can get after it!

Get out of bed, beloveds. There will be time to rest AFTER.

After what?

Great question!

Keep asking.

Keep going.

growing/going with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Get out of bed. Go on now. You have a life to live. Enough chastising yourself over all you have not done. Do it now…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Celebrate how far you have come.

I have been a bit discouraged, beloveds, thinking of how far I have NOT yet gone.

Then, I got to thinking how far I have actually come.

I have come quite the ways!

I am growing.

I am living.

I am trying.

I am learning.

I am.

I am?

I am!

Ah.

Aha!

Celebrate how far you have come. You may be surprised at how far you HAVE come.

celebrating with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe