Category: faith

Uprooted: Go anyway.

It’s time to go.

Somewhere.

Somehow.

Some kind of way.

My heart absolutely REFUSES to stay, in THIS spot, for one more second. Nope, she says it’s time to get out of here. She doesn’t know how. Frankly, she could care less.

My heart could care less about my 55 year old whining, complaining, what if it doesn’t work out self. Ha, my heart says. Let’s go.

So, I go.

Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeez.

going even though I have NO idea where/what/when/how,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I am excited. I am anxious. I am ready, though. Life is short. I am taking a leap of faith. I am leaping, beloveds. For ME. Pray for me. Leap with me. For YOU. Asking for Your Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Repeat after me: I’m amazing.

Repeat after me:

I’m amazing.

I can do countless things.

I WILL continue to thrive in EVERY element.

I shall NOT give in to callousness, apathy or fear.

I shall TRY. My try SHALL be enough.

I KNOW I am enough. Already. Always.

I’m blessed.

I’m courageous. I keep going no matter how badly I may feel.

I am loving.

I am lovable.

I am altogether lovely.

Let’s go, me!

I got thangs to do!

doing thangs,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, um, so like you have me sooooooooooooooooo fired up, beloveds! What the heckamiah are we still doing here!? Let’s go! We got thangs to do!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Heart check Monday.

How is your heart doing?

Have you:

Gotten in your me time?

Taken a chance?

Taken a break?

Cut yourself some slack?

Worked on your dream?

Let someone in?

Kicked someone out?

Looked up?

Prayed?

Stayed?

If so, good on you. If not, what in the wide world are you waiting for?

Be the person you have been waiting for. Give the love you have been waiting for. Share the gifts you have been waiting to receive.

I am currently jamming to ‘She’s A Bad Mamma Jamma’. For, I AM a bad mamma jamma!

YYYYYYYAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

How’s your heart, beloveds?

Just checking on you.

Okay, enough talk. Time for us to be about being about it.

Be encouraged. Enjoy your Monday. ALL of it. Don’t be afraid of the beginning of the week. It’s a wonderful time to start all over the mess you made from last week, eh?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAAH!

chair dancing cuz life has got it going on like popcorn even when it’s hard,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You got this. As do I. Let’s rejoice, k? Asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Uprooted: Fighting with(those)feelings again.

My feels are loud, right now.

My feels want to spill into/onto everything, right now.

My feels want me to feel everything in high definition, right now.

My feels want me to give up, right now.

My feels want me to run away somewhere and hide, right now.

My feels want to run amok and be as loud as they please without giving two damns about anyone hearing, right now.

My feels want to rage at The Universe for getting me in this uprooted mess, right now.

My feels want to just FFFFFEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLL DAMMIT, right now.

Right now, however, I have told my feels to sit down and to breathe, for now.

Breathe.

Rest.

Reflect.

Rinse.

Repeat.

Being uprooted can be terrifying. Being uprooted HAS been terrifying. Yet, I have found great comfort as I have continued to reach out and show my broken/tender/wounded heart.

I have been loved.

I have found that I am NOT alone.

Ah, God. Thanks for remaining silent so my voice can rise within me.

Be encouraged, beloveds. Continue to reach out for support and love. Continue to be good to yourself as you find your footing, once again.

I am shaken, still.

Still, my hope remains steady.

I have NO idea what the rest of this day shall bring. I shall greet whatever comes with hope in my heart. Still.

I fought the night, all night. The night won. Night kept dawn in it’s clutches much longer than it should have. Finally, Day wrenched itself from Night and Reality’s cold grips and gave itself to me.

Day: Make something of me, beloved. Life is too short to waste.

Me: K.

I am doing my bestest, beloveds, to make something of THIS day. I am not looking beyond this cup of coffee. Speaking of which, come have a cup with me. Someone bring some Herbal tea for Craig. He says no milk please/thanks.

asking for a friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Hang in there, beloveds. Don’t let your struggles lie to you. You WILL be okay. As will I. I refuse to allow fear to enter ANY equation for me, right now. I have been fighting with NOT being anxious since the tornado.

Fear not, beloveds. Remain hopeful. The best is yet to come. It just doesn’t FEEL like it. Do NOT allow your feels to run your right now. Acknowledge them. Listen to them. Feel them. Deal with them. Then, send them on their way and continue walking underneath your umbrella of love, hope and joy. I go with you. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He. Be encouraged…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Use a bigger cup, Cassandra.

I love, love, love me some coffee!

Yummers!

*hugs self*

So much so, beloveds, I have been scarfing down an inordinate amount.

I have many, many, many oodles of cups and containers to contain such wonderfulment. Ah. Aha!

Here lately, for whatever what in the fresh hell reason(s), I have been CHOOSING to make said wonderfulment in a too small cup. Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeez!

Don’t ask me why. Habit, I guess. One day, I wasn’t feeling my usual tall container and snatched up the smaller cup. That worked, then. It sho nuff ain’t working for me, now. Ack!

Ask me why I have not yet gone back to my larger container and I honestly could not tell you why.

This morning, God tapped me on the shoulder and handed me my larger container. He told me to enlarge my tent AND my container at the same time.

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!

I guess the moral to the story, beloveds, is to keep growing. Don’t allow something needed, back then, to stop you from growing, in your now.

Ah. Am currently enjoying my larger cup. It suits me.

For now.

Who knows. I may need to go back to the smaller one. The point is to do what is needed, now. Don’t let fear or convenience keep you from moving up, moving forward, moving down, moving out and showing out!

Life is short, beloveds. We got thangs to do, ‘member? There is someone waiting for YOUR dream so they can fulfill theirs. Who knows? You may be what I have been waiting 30 plus years for! Let’s go!

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, all that coffee talk has me thirsty. Who is bringing snacks? I think you know who needs to bring us some of her Texas BBQ! Take care all. You are much too priceless and precious to walk around discouraged and defeated. Let’s goooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Enlarge your tent, God said to me.

God: Enlarge your tent.

Me: But, I’m comfy here. I’m used to here.

God: It’s too small for you, now. It was fine, then. Enlarge your tent.

Me: But, I’m afraid. What if I can’t find another spot? What if the new spot isn’t a better spot for me.

God: Get your butt out of My Way, beloved!

Me: Geeeeeeez.

God: Enlarge your tent.

Me: What if I fail? What if I fall flat on my face. What if…

God: Tell if’s and buts to kick rocks and take two seats.

Me: Well, alrighty then. Here goes nuttin’…P.S. I’m blaming YOU if this doesn’t work out.

God: K.

enlarging my tent,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life is short, beloveds. Get out of the comfy rut you have fearfully allowed yourself to remain in. Ruts are coffins. ALL of them. No matter that you have tastefully decorated your rut. A rut is STILL a rut. Move forward. Move onward. MOVE! You got thangs to do. As do I. Asking for Your Friend.

Yea, beloveds, I KNOW moving forward, rut free, can be terrifyingly frightful. It can also be wonderfully delightful. Get going now. In case no one has told you today: I love you. As does He.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Stop judging God by your outcomes.

God loves us.

Period.

Not just when we are good.

Not just when things are sunshine and rainbows.

Folk judge God, ofttimes by what they have or don’t have.

I have to admit I used to judge God based upon the results of my prayers. A check mark, to the good, for answered ones. I check on the ‘He didn’t’ row, for the nos or silent ones.

A check mark when things went well. A check mark when things went downhill.

A check mark when I got praise at work. A check mark when work was being too worky.

I sowwy, God. That was NOT fair of me.

God doesn’t owe me a thing. God does NOT have to do a blessed thing for me. God is NOT My Consierge. SMH. I sowwy, Father. You deserved better.

I hate that churches now tie God’s Prosperity to how much we give, serve, do. God loves and will do simply because He loves us and said He would. Period. End of story.

I have let God off the hook.

I have also let folk off the hook. No one owes me anything. I appreciate what folks choose to send my way. If not, I love them because I love. Period. End of story.

I am also learning not to judge Life and The Universe by outcomes. Just because things don’t turn out like I think they should, does NOT mean I am on the wrong track.

We rarely see the big picture. We are too busy fussing over the close ups!….hahahahahaha!

I’m also trying not to judge ME, beloveds, based upon my outcomes. I can be a tough crowd. I am trying not be such a tough critic. Ow, Cassandra! Back up off yourself!

I am trying to be good to me. No matter the outcome. You do the same, beloveds. You owe yourself better.

asking for A Friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I have been beating myself up something terrible the past few days because of a lack of results. I sowwy, Cassandra. I am trying to do better. SMH. Be encouraged. Stop giving yourself such a hard time. Things are as they should be. Asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Good habits got me out of bed.

Good habits got me out of bed super early this morning.

Fresh heckamiah!

I wanted to spend another day feeling sorry for myself.

Good habits smacked me upside the head and told me I had thangs to do.

I got to doing thangs.

I made coffee.

I turned on my laptop.

I got to studyin’.

I got to learnin’.

I got to being about being about it.

Good habits would not allow me to go back to bad habits. Nope. Nada. No way, good habits said to me.

I’m thankful.

Continue to do that which you know to do, beloveds. Sooner or later, your good habits will be so ingrained you won’t be able to hide from life anymore.

being about it,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Do something towards your dream(s) today. Doesn’t matter what you do. Doesn’t matter how long you do. Just DO. Then just be…YOU! Asking for A Friend.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

God won’t move until YOU move.

I was sad.

I was pitiful.

I was sad AND pitiful.

Normally, I would have crawled up onto The Father’s Lap and told Him about all my trouble. Lately, I have not done so. Why? I don’t know. Ever since the tornado, I have been a bit frustrated with my lack of snap back.

I thought I would be able to jump up and get back after it. Right away. I thought, foolishly, I could ‘pull myself up by the bootstraps’ and keep it moving. I found moving went on ahead and moved on without me.

I couldn’t rah rah my way out of my mad. I could not encourage my way out of my sad. I could NOT, hard as I tried, root my way out of my what in the holy world fresh hell is THIS/THAT feeling that will NOT go away.

I tried to fake it til I made it. Have not made it. Still.

I tried to forgetaboutit. I could not forget.

I tried to eat my way out. I stayed there.

I tried to sleep it all away. It was there when I woke up.

Fresh hell.

Finally, I moved.

I climbed upon The Father’s Lap. He held my hand. He comforted me. He laughed with me. He let me cry. He let me be me. ALL of me. Some of me was NOT pretty. I was mad. I am mad. Still. Mad at a stupid tornado that has torn the fresh hell out of me and my life. Crap! Heckamiah!!

Yesterday, I couldn’t do the day. I let myself rest.

Today, I told lazy to get up and get after it. Move it!

I moved.

I move still.

keeping it moving,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life can be soooooooooooooooooo exhausting. Enough so that moving is the last thing we want to do. Keep it moving, beloveds. We got thangs to do. Get to doing them thangs….lol.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Uprooted: Try something new.

Who knew?!

😳

I have spent the day clicking on new channels and exploring new worlds.

I had NO idea there was such a thing as Writer Twitter!

God has put on my heart to learn about other people, other places, other things. It has been an eye opener.

I have come across all kinds of walks of life.

I have enjoyed experiencing aspects from all over the world. I have been particularly delighted in my German commenter who has delighted me with what life is like in his country. Okay, the rest of yall, please comment and let me know what you enjoy about your country and your country. I soooooooooooooooooooooooo enjoy seeing how much folk love where they are from.

I have also been enjoying trying new food concoctions. Nothing has been more delightful then tossing cans of whatever and mixing them with some what the world are thats?!…*delicious shiver*.

I have also started listening to AND enjoying audio books…*gasp*. Who knew?! I am old school, beloveds. I needs me a book in my hands. I told myself I ain’t got no time for no audio book. One day, as I was feeling pitiful and couldn’t sleep, I decided to try the audio books my big bro was forever and a day tryna get me to listen to.

To my delight, I have found them to be delightful! I turned off the lights, turned up the fan and let the reader do ALL the heavy lifting for me. Fantastic!!!

I have soooooooooooooooooooo been enjoying trying new things. I wonder what I shall learn today? I plan on spending another day learning something ridiculous/serious/inspiring/daring/boring/fascinating.

Ah, life. You sho nuff are worth living.

living and trying new things,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Try something new. Learn about someone else’s culture. This life doesn’t have to be about is ALL the time does it, beloveds? In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He. Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!