Category: faith

Uprooted: Try something new.

Who knew?!

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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!

God trolled me.

Me: That’s cold.

God: 🤣🤗

Me: That is super cold.

God: I TOLD you.

Me: Didn’t anybody ever tell You it’s NOT nice to say I told you so?

God: Well, did I or did I not tell you?🤣

Me: Well yea.

God: So? Get it?!🤣. I said ‘so’. Add an ‘I told you and what do you get, beloved?

Me: I told you so?

God: Yea. 🤗🤣🥰. You must admit, beloved. I WAS right, right? I WAS right there, WITH you, as you walked these tough miles you INSISTED you could not do. Nope, nary a step, I recall you saying to me. Amirite?

Me: (trying not to smile)…okay, you were right.

God: I told you so! 🤗😆🍋🥰

Me: 🍋🍋🍋😆🤗🤣🥰

God: Keep going, beloved. I AM with you. I promised. I promise still. Do me a solid and make us a nice glass of 🍋 lemonade. Asking for A Friend.

Me: Real funny, ABBA. One has jokes I see.

God: I SEE you. I SEE your tears. They are precious in My Sight. As are you. I only tease those I love.

Me: You sure must love me an awful lot then!…*stamps foot*. You make it awfully difficult staying mad.

*Cassandra gathered up the last of her tears. She decided to add them with the 🍋 and see what they would make*

making lemonade still,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: When life hands you 🍋 lemons, beloveds, start hurling some at fear and anxiety and stress and inflation and bills and all that is getting in your way and keep it moving.

The way is hard. So what? We got thangs to do. Get to doing those thangs. In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He. Asking for A Friend…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Keep wading through the nos.

Today was frustrating.

I got another 50 million nos out of the way.

*sigh*

Be encouraged, beloveds. Keep going.

Yes is on the way.

I hope.

believing I think,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Spent an incredibly discouraging morning getting either told no or ghosted. I had a bit of a cry. Just a small one. I told God I am done for the day.

Keep looking up. Things are NOT how you feel…lol.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

There is always time.

There is always time.

To do what’s right.

There is always time.

To stand on faith, not fear.

There is always time.

Believe.

There is always time.

Love.

There is always time.

Try.

There is always time.

Do.

There is always time.

Be.

There is always time.

Care.

There is always time.

Dream.

There is always time.

Hope.

There is always time.

Strive.

There is always time.

Fight.

There is always time.

Do NOT allow fear/doubt/circumstances trick you into the foolish lie that you are running out of time. You’re not. There is ALWAYS time to do what’s right.

taking the time,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t let lies lie to you and tell you there is not enough time. You have plenty of time to do what you need to do. That is, if you get off your hind end and get to doing. 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!

Keeping it real: Keep fighting.

I have wanted to give up this week.

Many times.

I kept fighting.

I have wanted to give up many, many times while the lights were out.

I have wanted to stop praying/hoping/trying to make my dreams come true after DECADES of praying/hoping/trying.

Many times.

I kept fighting.

I placed a delivery order to replace some of the food I had to throw away.

My delivery order arrived. Minus most of the food!!!!

Frustratingly, maddeningly, annoyingly, I called the store to have a new driver delivery what the original driver had failed to deliver. Geeeeeeeeeeezzzzz!

I was frustrated. I had paid for my food! I had thrown away my other food! I received promise, after promise, after promise my food would be delivered THAT day.

It wasn’t.

I was told my order would arrive at 7 am, the NEXT DAY! Fresh hell!!!

Next day:

Nothing at 7.

Nothing at 8.

Nothing at 9.

Nothing at 10.

Nothing at 11.

I called back and talked to more people. More apologies. More promises. No food.

Nothing at 12.

Nothing at 1.

By now, getting my food was like a metaphor of my delayed/denied dreams: Doing all that I know only to be thwarted by those who could who chose not to.

I called back. Apologies were given. As it turns out, the store was having trouble trying to find a driver to deliver my order. They asked did I want to wait while they tried again. And, again. And, again.

Finally……FINALLY(!), my order was delivered.

Whew.

By that time, though, I was too darned angry to eat.

I was mad at God because of the damned tornado.

I was mad at the power for going out and ruining ALL my food.

I was mad at the refrigerator for having the nerve to ruin my food.

I was mad at the food for being ruined.

I was mad at me for….hell, beloveds, I had NO idea why I was mad at me. Just was.

Eventually, I laughed. I cried. I fixed supper. I cried some more.

Today, I have laughed. I have cried. I have tried some more.

Today, I look around and see not much but am content.

Why?

Because, I am loved and am NOT alone. This hard is teaching me HOW to fight. For ME. For my dreams.

Why?

Because, I have thangs to do. I have no idea how long I have to do such things. I had best get to being about it, don’tcha think?

being about it,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep fighting, beloveds. Keep trying. It’s not your fault your dreams have not come true yet. Often, we have NOTHING to do with the lack of them coming true. Drivers don’t show. Power goes out. Things we have painstakingly gathered is ruined. Folk walk away. Things are taken away.

No matter what, beloveds. Keep fighting. Your food, er, dreams, SHALL arrive when they are supposed to. In the meantime, keep on being good to you. Asking for Your Friend….

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

For me: Doing something dumb.

I’m doing something dumb.

For me.

Just ‘cuz.

Why?

Because, I have ALWAYS wanted to.

Why?

Just cuz.

Beats me.

I love sports. And, I mean I love me some sports. Mom gave me HER love of sports. We would hoot and holler over this team or that. I don’t know, beloveds, if this is the main reason why I love sports. I just do.

Anywho, not only do I love watching sports, I love TALKING about them. Endlessly. Exasperatedly. Incessantly. I could talk about sports ALL day. ALL DAY!

In particular, I love me some NFL….*hugs self*. I scour my favorite channels to hear different folks take on this team or that. Here lately, there has not been enough to satisfy my thirst.

Fresh hell!

So, I decided to start me a Sports Podcast…*shrug*.

Why?

Just cuz.

I’m still trying to learn how to make videos and Power Points and this here and that there so this will be a fun and possibly disastrous happenings.

So what?!

Life is short.

I made an audio file I have absoluely NO idea how to transfer, upload, edit or whatever.

HAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Before, beloveds, I would never have started. I would have used my lack of knowledge as a reason and excuse NOT to start.

Ha!

I am beginning.

Now.

Here.

Disastrously.

Ridiculously.

Ah, God. I’m trying. Help a sista out, Wouldja please?

asking for a friend(me),

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: God is good. Instead of chastising me for being so down the last few days, He lifted me up. He set my feet upon a rock. He whispered for me to try. Just try, Cassandra, He asked me. I will.

Get going, beloveds. Life is short. I know I have blown up your inbox with pieces today. Why? Life is short. Just a bit ago a tornado ripped up my world. The day before the tornado, I thought I had plenty of time to do two pieces at a time. After the tornado…whew…my heart keeps saying life is short and encourage as many folk as you can as you just never know what the day may bring.

This is my last weekend before I start work again. I am fixing to get back to my normal two pieces per day and try to get some rest before reality and life slaps me upside the head with work.

I don’t know what me will be returning to work, beloveds. I’m not ready. I can’t afford NOT to start on Tuesday. My funds are dry. Yet, I KNOW I shall be alright. How do I know? Because, He promised me. Ah, God. I appreciate You. For YOU. Not because You can. Just cuz You Are. Ah, beloveds, I appreciate you. Not because you listen to me ramble. But, because you are:

Precious.

Priceless.

Amazing.

Outstanding.

Caring.

Insightful.

Delightful.

Keep being you. Take care of your tender heart. STOP giving you such a hard time. Try something dumb and new. Just because YOU enjoy it. Don’t worry if it will make money. God WILL make the way for you. You don’t have to chase clicks and likes. God likes you. Nuff said. Be encouraged. Remember, I love me some you.

Don’t wait until you know how. You may never start. Take a step. Just one. Which will lead to other steps. Where shall your steps lead you? Beats me. God knows but He ain’t tellin’…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

I told Quit Ha!

Quit: Quit.

Me: Ha!

Quit: QUIT!

Me: HA!

Quit: Q..

Me: 🥊!!

Nuff said,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: You are close! Keep going! If you were not close, quit wouldn’t be bugging you so much. Let’s gooooooooooooooooooooo! We got thangs to do!! Drag lazy into the shower with you and let’s gooooooooooooooooooooo! We got this. God has got us all. Going with you…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Real talk: What do you do when ‘it is what it is’ really is?!😳

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❤️‍🩹

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The state of my heart this week. Feels like living in a nightmare with no end date.

I told hard, this morning, GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZ! What in the FRESH HELL are you DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!?

Hard just told me to kick rocks and keep it moving. Told me to get on Life’s case as hard was just doing as directed by The Universe and God approved EVERY hard task/thing/hit/circumstance/situation.

GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ, God. What in the heckemiah Jericho is THIS fiasco called my current state of being!?

God just laughed and told me to keep on collecting diamonds, in my shoes, as I trudge my way up Joy Mountain. He told me to take some extra laughs with me, this week.

Ah, God. K.

Sooooooooooooooooooo, I have decided to spread a bit of foolishnessery, er, joy, your way.

It’s hard to pretend things are NOT hard when nothing works. It’s difficult to make lemonade when the lemons have been sooooooooooooooo bitter. It’s tough dancing in the rain when the rain is pelting, the lightning is frightening and EVERY bush/tree looks as if it is a menacing creature ready to pounce and steal the soul.

No one has told us that you can catch a cold whilst dancing in the euphemistic rain folk are forever talking about dancing in when all of holy hell has rained down upon one’s head.

“It is what it is”.

I have said this dumb sentence a bajillion times. I say it still. Still, it seems to have taken on a life of it’s own.

I can’t work until the internet is fixed appropriately.

“It is what it is”.

I don’t have enough to cover things.

“It is what it is”.

I am alone.

“It is what it is”.

I am lonely.

“It is what it is”.

I miss mom.

“It is what it is”.

I miss dad.

“It is what it is”.

I’m trying not to be afraid.

“It is what it is”.

I’m 55 and sole money maker who is NOT making money.

“It is what it is”.

It’s hot.

“It is what it is”.

I’m tired.

“It is what it is”.

I don’t feel like writing.

“It is what it is”.

I don’t feel like getting out of bed to keep doing this hard every damned hard day dammit!!

“It is what it is”.

Ah, God.

Okay.

I give up.

I quit.

I shall STOP whining and get back to being about being about it.

Fresh hell!

Heckamiah Jeremiah Cream Pie-a!

What do you do when ‘it is what it is’ really is?!😳

asking for a friend(me),

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Keep going, beloveds. Keep going. Things WILL be okay. They will. In the meantime, it’s okay to not be okay until you are okay. I sure hope you are okay. In case no one has told you today: I love you.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Real talk: Are you ready for your life to change?

I have heard a million times to ‘be careful what you wish for.’

What a depressing thought. That we should be ‘careful’ when asking for hopes and dreams to come true.

Ha!

Yes, hard things WILL happen as we happen to life. Yet, life changes. Life ALWAYS changes. How the heck else can/will things grow if it did not?

Your life will change many, many, many times before it’s over. Don’t be afraid of it changing, beloved.

Enjoy EVERY step of your journey.

I am doing my utmost to enjoy mine.

The Olympics are coming soon. I have been enjoying all the athletes who have been fighting to make the Olympic Teams. It has been joyous for the ones who have made it. Devastating for the ones who have come up short.

We just don’t know if we will make the team(s) we try out for in life. The more I grow, the older I grow, the more I realize it’s not about the trophy. Now, I no longer care what spot I have. I just want to be a part.

And, if I don’t make the team, I will be the loudest one cheering on others as they pursue THEIR hopes and dreams.

The unknown can be daunting because we don’t know what’s up ahead. I’m doing my level best not to give two hoots about what’s up there. I shall find out when I find out.

In the meantime, I shall enjoy my spot. Here. Now. Fighting to make the team.

Ah, God. I’m trying. Root for me.

asking for a friend,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Are you ready for your life to change? Ready. Set. Let’s go!!!!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

Recovery: Ready. Or not.

Life: Ready? Or not?

Me: I’m not ready.

Life: Not ready for what?

Me: Not ready for You, Life.

Life: Why not?

Me: I don’t understand You, right now. I don’t know if I have ever understood You, Life.

Life: I  need for you to get ready anyway.

Me: Get ready for what?

Life: Me.

Me: K.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life changes. Whether we are ready or not. Be sure to stock up on plenty of hope. Store away tons of laughter. Be sure to save up some tears. Go on ahead and scoop up a bit of frustration to sprinkle on top of all the hard that WILL come. Mostly, be certain to drag truckloads of joy and smear it liberally every which way!

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!