Category: faith

Share your heart, God said.

God: Share, your heart.

Me: I don’t know, how.

God: Share, YOUR heart.

Me: I don’t know, where.

God: Share, your HEART.

Me: I don’t know, with whom.

God: SHARE, your heart.

M: I don’t know, how much.

God: SHARE, YOUR HEART. For, it is MY heart. It is filled with MY care. It is filled with MY love. For, you. With My Love, you can give My Love, to others,through, your heart. Your heart is both precious and priceless. To, ME. To, Life. To, The Universe. To, those who love and care for your life.

Me: In that case, I don’t know, why not. Brb…

sharing my ♥ heart with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: When I began this blog, I had no idea who it was for. I know now. Who, you ask? Ah. Aha! Great question. Come along, beloveds. Let us journey, together. These, dear ones, are not just words, upon a page. What’s more, you are so much more than you could and do no. Walk with me and find put all the things God, Life and now, The Universe, whispers to me, of you.

This blog, has changed my life. Literally. Every word, every piece, every comment, every like, every follow, has blessed me, to my core. Why? Because, they, you, God, Life, The Universe, have called and caused me to face my biggest enemy, my best friend, my sappiest hopeless romantic, my irreverent comrade, my staunchest defender, my greatest advocate, my most energetic cheerleader, my gentlest comforter, my incredible forgiver…ME.

Tada.

I am here, world. Such as I have, I share with you…

My heart.

💞

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Sparks

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Sparks

This post had me in tears. A great read. There are so many awesome bloggers. Just HAD to share this with you. Awesome!!

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

I am not strong: Mama’s 💍 ring.

I came across mama’s 💍 ring.

The Universe told me to put it on my right, ring finger.

I have ‘engaged, the borg, er, The Universe.

The Universe, has engaged, with me.

I am no longer, afraid.

I am not strong.

I am courageous.

I have started journaling again. I have such ugly handwriting. God gave me this handwriting so I have learned to love it. You will have to go in the archives to read my God’s Handwriting piece. I may do so, as well.

I am also rediscovering my love for reading. I am re ordering all my favorite authors: Sidney Sheldon, Judith Michaels, Elizabeth Gage, Kathryn Harvey. They are all fighting for the first read.

I also want to read Michelle Obama’s books. As well as, Viola Davis’. Yikes. Yet, my copy of Corrie ten Boom’s Prison Letters came and I think I shall start with that.

I am starting.

I am starting, over.

I am starting, fresh.

I am starting, anew.

I am starting…

Ah.

Aha!

How about you, beloveds?

I find myself looking at my Buddha belly, at mama’s ring, and thinking of hers. I smile. She smiles, back at me. She has sent the universe for me. Thanks mom. I love you.

Make it do what it do.

doing with you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HelloUniverse.

Make it do what it do: Make it(work), work FOR you.

I’m supposed to be working today. I’m having system issues. I’m getting paid to wait for technical support to call me. Working from home, I can do what I want while I wait as long as I don’t leave the house until after my shift is over.

Lazy of course voted to go lay down. Lady reasoned that since my computer was silent I could get me a nice nap. I told later to shut up. I’ve made lazy wash the dishwasher and go fold the laundry from last night.

Lazy argue with me. I made lately organized the kitchen more. I made lazy clean out the freezer. I found some old ground beef patty’s that were a bit freezer burned. I started to throw them away. I decided to re imagine the ground beef and make something new.

I threw some of this, a hint of that, and a whole lot of what the world is this in my electric skillet. I let things simmer. Lazy simmered with annoyance. So what, I told lazy.

I spent the work day working on me. I spent the work day moving forward. I spent the work day looking in work. I have spent the work day looking upward.

I am finally making work, work for me. That’s been as much time awake as I can. I am no longer sleepwalking through life. I no longer allow noise or distractions, to distract me from living.

No longer worry about or wonder if anyone will ever respond to my reaching out. I guess reach out. I just love. I walk with the universe and enjoy every moment. Those who choose not to engage with me are just missing out, on the awesome life called Cassandra. Not my problem. I have the entire world to love.

I must say, beloveds, my concoction, of old hamburger, five cheese sauce, 🥔, green beans, and a million spices have been bubbling nicely. I hate to go run and eat…

brb🤷‍♀️,

Cassandra

#HereForSomeCassandraGoulashOfSomeSort

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Don’t give up on you.

Don’t give up. Your breakthrough is here. Break through to it, beloveds. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CvJYd10oZhy/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

Life has been acting ten kinds of fool, lately. Throwing this test and that test and all kinds of what in the fresh hockey puckis all this!!

So what, I told EVERY test and trial.

Ha!

It was much too hot to walk outside, for folks. So, I walked for folk, inside.

I walked, for those who are just too soul tired to walk, right now. That’s okay. You SHALL walk. Be encouraged.

I walked, for those who are just too angry, over(insert reason here). It’s okay. You shall get to the other side. Be encouraged.

I walked, for those who are just too I’ll. That’s okay. You shall heal. Be encouraged.

Don’t give up on you.

Not just yet, beloveds.

Life IS about to turn around, for you. It is. Be encouraged.

Now, I have to get back to my concert. 🎤🎸🎹🎷🎶🎶

making a joyful noise for all who can’t yet sing,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: Don’t allow ANYTHING come between you and your dreams, you and your family, you and those you care for. Not, even you. Especially, you. Remember:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

We got this.

I love you.

Be encouraged: Stay in the fight.

My ♥ heart has been restless.

I think it’s because mom’s birthday is coming.

8/12.

I have done well, this year, with letting holidays and fave events, just that. I am doing my level best to no longer allow occasions to be occasions ruminating in mom’s passing.

Perhaps, you are also fighting with a loss, of some sort. Losses, hurt. Even, losses that are in our best interest.

If you are currently, hurting in plain sight, I got you. I am praying for us all.

It’s no fun having to keep on keeping on when our want to does not want to yet we HAVE to. It can be…

Exhausting.

Yet, I smile. I made myself, an omelet. I’m fixing to have a cup, of coffee, in the ☕ my big bro sent me, just cuz. I am Watchung old reruns of Boston Legal.

Yea, mom is smiling down on me. Miss you, mom.

I just popped in, to remind you that it’s okay to NOT be okay until you are okay.

Okay?…*smile*.

Be encouraged.

Beware.

Someone may tap you on the shoulder. I haven’t forgotten our game of tag.

MMMUUAUAAAAAA!

*Cassandra sneaks up on Avita, taps her on the shoulder, and takes off 😂. Tag, you are it.*

Be encouraged.

Stay in the fight.

eating cold omelet,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

I am not strong: Hello, world.

I have prepared, for this time, all my life.

Rather life and God have been preparing me, for this time, all my life.

I am here, world.

Finally.

I have been wanting to reach out, to the wide world, since I knew what a world was.

The world, has not always, been kind.

So what?

I CHOOSE, to be kind, still.

The world, chooses, to be cynical.

So what?

I CHOOSE, to believe, still.

The world, rejects everything that has ANYTHING to do with faith, hope, and love.

So what?

I CHOOSE, to have faith, to embrace hope, to give and receive, love, still.

The world, scoffs at, my dreams.

So what?

I CHOOSE, to dream, still.

The world, says there is no God.

So what?

I CHOOSE, to love Him, still.

The world, says the universe has turned it’s back, on me and locked the 🚪 door on me and my dreams.

So what?

I CHOOSE, to be ride or die, for me and my dreams.

The world, says I am much, much too loud, for any man to love him some me.

So what?

I CHOOSE, to keep loving me some me. The Universe may or may not, send my soul mate this way. Then again, may not. I am having too much fun, living, with intention and being loved on, and loving, me some Jesus, to worry about a boo not showing up. Would be a HIS loss and problem. I am fantastic, yall. Just saying. Some lucky man, should he find this goof, er, good thing, such as me, Cassandra, Sweetpea, will be THE luckiest man in all of the world. There is only ONE, me. Priceless, Mona Lisa self, me. Ha! You had better ask somebody!!

How much do I love me, now? Let me count the ways.😄😉😊🥰😍

Hello, world.

I am here.

I am not strong.

I am courageous.

He is able to present me fautless…

I’m not begging you to love me. I shall ALLOW you, world, to put in your application, to be in MY world. You had best come correct, though. I don’t play!!

Ah.

Aha!

Hey world, time for me to go. The Universe has grown a bit jelly of me spending a bit of time, with you.

Enjoy your life, beloveds. The world will do what it does. You be sure to make it do what it do!

Here for it,

Sweetpea

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#ILoveYou

#WhereIsMyEmail?

#YYYAAAAAAAAAAASSS!

Note: Really? Smh. Send ME a note, already. Geez.

Try: Tag, you’re it.

Huh?

What happened?

Is THAT all I have had to do?!

You may call this coincidence, beloveds, but every since I started tagging my posts, I have found a like or two. I also started tossing them into categories.

Don’t ask ME why. I STILL don’t know HOW TO MAKE A PRETTY BLOG PAGE/POST!!

*Cries of agony wend their way, towards heaven*

That’s my story, though, and I am sticking to it.

In times past, I dared not show a thing until it was perfectedly fonted. I made sure EVERY comma was placed, strategically, beloveds, in the RIGHT place.

I fretted, needlessly, on whether my words, rather I, would be received, loved and accepted.

Now, I tell fear, doubt AND anxiety, to take TWO seats. Then, I tell them to take a hike back to the hell from whence they came! Ha!

Here lately, I have taken my hand and taking my hand to posting uplifting little snippets, on Instagram. Of course, I have not the first clue.

Yet, I try.

Only today, I failed, apparently, spectacularly, as wombie told me she couldn’t hear a word.

Well….phooey. 😆

I am intimidated.

No one has liked, my videos.

Hence, no one, likes ME?

So what?

That’s what I told fear, doubt and anxiety, when they showed up, laughing, apparently, at the apparent lack of love, from the world.

I told them to go on ahead and kick rocks. I told them ALL I can do is TRY. The outcome is not for me.

This has made me think of you, beloveds. Maybe, you are also fighting with a bit of doubt over the seeming lack of outcome, with something you have tried.

Keep, trying.

Fail, spectacularly.

Succeed.

Maybe.

Rinse.

Repeat.

*Cassandra, thinking herself brilliant, taps God, upon His Shoulder, and starts a game of tag. God takes off after Cassandra and all other beloveds.*

Hide, yall! You may be next!!

*Cassandra dives behind the 🛋, in search of her next victim…Cassandra 👟 sneaks up on Elena. You’re it!…Cassandra tags paychologistmini on her way out the door.*

TRYing,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: How can yall not love a good game of tag?! Smh. Let

I am not strong: God walked for me, today.

You are not alone. You don’t have to be strong. https://www.instagram.com/reel/Cu5KelcqvMJ/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

I was tired.

I AM tired.

Of:

Walking, alone.

Not having, enough.

Not BEING, enough, apparently.

Ah, beloveds. This is what I shared with God, this morning.

I wasn’t sad, for me. I was/am heartbroken, for those who feel as though they are alone and have nobody.

I am devastated, for all the souls who gave up because they felt as though they were alone, and had nobody.

I am crying out, for every person, who wants to give up, because they feel they are alone and have nobody.

As I said those words, to God, I wearily prepared to move, from His Lap, so I could go put on my walking shoes and walk for those who were too tired, alone and discouraged, to walk, today.

I sighed. Yet, just as I prepared to go, God, gently squeezed my shoulder and said:

“Beloved, I shall walk, for you, today. I shall walk, for them, today. Be not discouraged, beloved, when the world seemingly ignores your walk, your faith, your love, your commitment, your care. They do the same to My Son, on the daily. I shall walk for Him, as well. Be encouraged.”

Beloveds, let your try, be enough. You give ALL you have. God sees. God knows. He shall walk with and for you, today.

Be encouraged.

Know:

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

here,
Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: If your eyes are reading these words, KNOW I have been praying for YOU for a mighty long time. You have come to THIS day so you can read these very words.

Your life is priceless. Live. Don’t give up. Not just yet. Let me hear from you. I pray for you EVERY day. Every one. You are never far, from my thoughts.

Why, the world do I continue to care for a world who seems not to care? Because, I care. Simple as that. Time runs out. Care with me.❤

When your want to does not want to.

Keep taking things one step at a time. One step. https://www.instagram.com/reel/CvAUlcvK5xk/?igshid=MTc4MmM1YmI2Ng==

I must admit, beloveds, my heart became just a tad bit, well, discouraged. Just a tad.

EVERY day, every single one, I pop on here and there just to encourage and love up on folk.

And, every day, now, I have been trying to figure out this Instagram life and post an encouraging word. I checked the insights and only one or two views.

I sighed.

I thought of the millions, upon millions, of folk, who are lonely, afraid, disappointed, discouraged. I wished they could see, could view, my words.

Not, for ego. But, to encourage.

Yet, to the world, I have no clout.

Yet, to the world, I have nothing. Therefore, to the world, I, and my words, are nothing.

I called my wombie. She touched my heart with these words:

“The Most Important Person who is and has seen my videos is God”

Beloveds, your words, ARE seen.

Your heart, is seen.

Your walk, is seen.

More importantly, you are:

Loved.

Heard.

Cherished.

Keep going. If only a few, see these words, share them, with others. Let them KNOW they are loved.

Ah, beloveds, my heart is:

Longing.

I long.

For what, you ask?

Ah.

Aha!

Keep asking.

here best I can,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe