Category: faith

Nuff said.

You are all of these things and more, beloveds.

So am I.

Sometimes, we just need to be reminded, don’t we?

Love someone today.

Starting with you.

This has been a long year hasn’t it’? Time for us to rest and get recharged to end the year on a fantastically fabulous note!

You have done your all. That IS enough. Let’s stop giving ourselves such a hard time about these dumb dreams that are being sooooooooooooo stubborn.

Let’s keep on being about being about it.

Let’s keep on doing thangs.

Let’s keep on living WITH intentions.

Let’s keep taking ownership and telling our feels to shut up and sit down somewhere.

Let’s keep telling apathy ha! and to kick rocks.

Let’s keep on loving and being faithful.

Let’s keep walking with authority and in our integrity.

Let’s keeping doing right simply because it IS right.

Let’s keep on laughing.

Let’s keep on rejoicing.

Let’s keep on living.

Let’s keep on being.

Let’s keep on embracing hard.

Let’s keep on happening to our lives.

Let’s keep on…

keeping on with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I am gettin my pieces done. I am keeping my promises to me. Yes, it hurts when silence echoes through a room we wish filled with sound. Yes, it hurts when dreams tarry too long. Yes, it hurts when our try ends up in a heap of a whole lotta nothingness.

Yet, ah, ow and oh! Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

You are enough.

I just don’t feel enough today.

Why my pieces are late. I almost did not write today.

I write to keep my promise to myself. I’m doing my best to keep my promise to me.

I wonder today if my efforts will lead anywhere or be of any comfort. Doesn’t feel like it today.

Ah, beloveds, I soooooooooooo desperately want to allow my feels to run this day. I want to run from today.

I’m tired.

My try just does NOT feel as though it will EVER be enough.

Crap.

So, I wrote. Tired. I try. Tired. I’m tired of running away from the fact I am 55 and still chasing down my dreams.

Yet, I am enough.

I am.

Enough.

As are you.

You are enough.

YOU are enough.

You ARE enough.

You are ENOUGH.

YOU ARE ENOUGH!

Enough already, fear/doubt!

We have had enough of you!

believing in me,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Get excited, beloveds. Disappointment ONLY visits those who are worthy. Disappointment ONLY shows her face to those who simply REFUSE to give up. Be encouraged.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

God knows I’m tired.

I’m tired.

God knows.

God knows I’m tired.

Tired of:

The fight.

Period.

Why must life be so haaaaaaard!

Ack.

I fight on.

Why?

Because I am tired of running away when things are tooooooooooooooo hard.

I’m tired of believing for everyone’s dreams but my own.

I’m tired of comfort eating my way through grief and loss.

I’m tired of seeing my life through the limiting gaze and perspective of others.

I’m tired of pretending I’m NOT tired.

I think I shall rest today so I can continue to fight for my heart and my dreams.

tired,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s okay to be tired. Rest. Get back in the game. You only lose when you give up. We got thangs to do.

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

♥ Heart check Friday.

It’s Friday.

It’s Fri-yay!

It’s about to be rest day.

Take the rest of this day to rest:

Your mind.

Wrest your mind from ALL that has been worrying you.

Wrest your heart from all that has been scaring you.

Wrest your spirit from all that has been fatiguing you.

You have done your best.

You have given your all.

Let this be enough.

Remember, you ARE enough!

Be encouraged.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Rest.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Finally!: God asked me if I was enough.

God: Are you enough?

Me: I don’t know.

God: ARE you enough?

Me: I think so.

God: Are YOU enough?

Me: I believe so.

God: Are you ENOUGH?

Me: I hope so.

God: You are enough.

Me: I know so.

God: How do you KNOW?

Me: Because You loved me first. You love me still. You loved me enough. I learned how to love me enough.

God: Ah.

Me: Aha!

more than enough,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Fighting through my fear was just an exercise in faith. Fear can NOT abide, stand or defeat faith. What does faith have to do with love and. KNOWING we are enough without having to be or do or have? Great question! You are getting closer. Keep asking.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

Fear: An old foe/friend came to visit.

I’m afraid.

Will admit this off top.

I have done my best to not get down on myself. Much.

I have allowed myself to FEEL this terribly terrifyingly mystifying fear.

For days. Until. Ah! Until had to show up.

Until:

I realized I was listening to a bunch of lies.

Why?

Because I was, I AM doubting ME. Not so much my circumstances but my ability to overcome them.

Ah.

I tell myself I am too old.

I tell myself it will never happen for me.

I tell myself your posse will never show up for you.

Today, I arose and told lies and fear to shut the hell up and to take the hell with them.

At that time, fear became my friend. A reminder that I CAN. That I WILL. That I am loved. That I am NOT alone!

Ha!

I choose.

Hhmm.

God and Life are super smart. They know fear will drive you to THE one thing it can never defeat or stand upon.

Huh? You haven’t figured out what THE 🗝 key is to defeating fear?

Your heart is screaming the answer, beloveds. I shall reveal tomorrow, maybe, if you come calling. It’s the one Aha! you really need to discover for yourself. It will mean more.

If your current circumstances have you doubting, down and afraid…*shrug*

It’s okay. That fear, that foe, will soon turn into your friend. It will cause you to fight for you and will teach you many lessons.

In the meantime, KNOW:

You CAN.

You WILL.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

standing,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Be encouraged. We got this.

I told the boogeyman to shut up.

The boogeyman has been loud lately. Scaring me half to death about:

Bills.

My age.

Bills.

My age.

Bills.

Shut up!

*Cassandra tells fear to shut up and keeps it moving.*

keeping it moving,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Tell fear to kick 🥊 rocks. Keep going…

One step.

One step.

One step.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being… YOU

Ewww: I told God yech!

Twin and I were arguing.

Er, talking intelligently about coffee creamer. She likes hazelnut.

Ew, yech AND gross.

Forever and a day I have been drinking plain old plain Coffeemate. No thrills. No extra. Just extra boring. I am in a boring sort of mind, coffee wise.

Why I let her talk me into getting some Frech Vanilla is beeyyyyyooonnnd me. Dumbness, I suppose.

Long story short…smh.

I buy said French Vanilla.

I drink aforementioned French Vanilla. Smh.

Ew, yech AND gross!

A nice lesson and following your own mind.

Lately god has been asking me to do things that have been ew and yech. What do I do?

I do the Thing and tell Him ew and yech.

We are not always going to like the things we are asked to do. So what?

It’s important to be true to yourself and be honest. If you don’t feel like doing something don’t do it. If you don’t feel like trying something don’t try it.

If God asked you to do something for Him, such as forgiving your neighbor when you would rather tell him to go move to Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood…lol.

Or, take the high road…

Or, share the lemon squares…

It’s perfectly okay to be honest to say ew and yech. God understands. He sees the bigger picture. You will eventually.

I don’t enjoy the hardness of my job at the moment. I enjoy my job through the current hard. Eventually, the hard will be routine.

Until then, I go to work and say ew.😳🤣

Life is short. Enjoy it when Life and God tosses a bit of ew and yech into your life. It’s called eating your vegetables. 🤣

eating my vegetables,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Okay, beloveds, do NOT tell sis but the French Vanilla was fantastic when I added a bitmore water to my coffee. Sometimes, we have to be willing to experiment and try things a new way.

In case somebody told you today. I love you. You are loved, and you are not alone.

It always was.

It always was my choice to love.

It always was my choice to stay.

It always was my choice to try.

It always was my choice to dream.

It always was my choice to live.

It always was my choice.

It always was.

It always will be.

Life happens.

Storms happen.

Loss happens.

It’s not what happens to us, beloveds, that changes the game.

It’s what happens in us, through us, for us, as we choose to:

Live.

Love.

Hope.

Give.

Stand.

Pursue.

Persevere.

Ask.

Question.

Strive.

Try.

The choice is mine.

It always was.

choosing,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Life leaves and sees no victims. Our lives are shaped by every choice we make and refuse to make. Live. Love. Hope. Rejoice. Choose.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU

My why is no longer my reason why.

I used to want to see my name in lights.

I used to want to see a book, written by me, in a book store.

Prominently placed, of course.

Why?

I could say, then, I didn’t know why. I just knew I had this yearning, this burning, to see MY name, in a place of prominence.

If you ask me NOW, I would probably tell you I needed to be:

Seen.

Heard.

Validated.

Then, yes, ONLY then, could/would/should I be…

Loved.

Ah, love!

It’s what we all seek, eh, beloveds?

EVERYTHING we say and do is to garner love. We seek it, zealously. We guard it, jealously. We hoard it, greedily. With most of us loving it, gingerly, guiltily, foolishly thinking and believing we are not worthy of IT. Of love.

Ah, beloveds, fools that we are. We are worthy of love simply because we ARE.

It took me decades to learn how to receive love. It took decades of God chasing me down to show me His Love. For me. I didn’t believe Him. I dared not believe Him. How could He love a goof like me?!

Yet, He did. Still does.

Now, I find my why is no longer my reason why.

Now, my reason for being is…

Being!

Ah.

Aha!

Now, I write, to encourage others to find their why.

Why?

Because, beloveds, you have always been my true reason why. I encourage. It’s what I do. It’s not the whole of me.

I am many things. As are you. The trick is understanding we are more than what we do. We are more than what we have. We are more than what we give.

I write to encourage as many folk as I can for as long as I can in as many ways I can muster and think of. Simple as that.

I no longer have to. I choose to.

Life is short. Don’t waste your life trying to earn validation. Keep doing what you love. Keep loving yourself. Keep pursuing your why.

Why?

Your why may lead me to my dream. To yours. To many. To one. To..?

We shall never know unless we keep going, eh?

I don’t know if I am making sense to you. I don’t know if I am making sense at all. I don’t know…*shrug*.

Keep on being you. You are loved and you are not alone.

being my why,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: It’s easy to wonder if our words are falling to the ground unheard. Keep sharing. Keep trying. Keep believing. In you. Asking for A Friend.