I stopped by to check on your heart. How are YOU doing?
I’m saying extra prayers for us all. I must admit it has been mighty tough to keep negative tapes from playing in my mind. I REFUSE to allow that to happen.
The battle is ALWAYS fought, and won, in the mind, FIRST.
Be encouraged. Try not to stare too long at the waves. Just get on over to the other side.
In case no one has told you today: I love you. So does He.
Me: Isn’t the point of the race to win the trophy?
God: You tell me.
Me: The world says it’s ALL about the trophy. The bigger the better. What’s more, it HAS to be the first place trophy!
God: What do YOU say? What do YOU think? This is YOUR race. YOU are the one entered. Why are YOU in THIS race?
Me: Because…hhmm. I have ALWAYS been in a race. Of some sort. For someone. To get…*shrug*. It’s hard to keep track of which race I am running. It’s impossible to remember what trophy I am trying to win to earn validation from him, from her, from them. Real talk, I run, frantically, to keep up with everyone else’s running.
God: Why are they running? What have they won? In winning, what was won?
Me: The cheers of the crowd, I think. The feeling that came from hoisting the trophy, I suspect. I’m not sure. I’m too busy running everyone else’s race.
God: That being the case, chase the victory, not the trophy.
Me:
Beloveds, the game is NOT about the trophy. Get in there and compete. Do your best. Tip your cap to the winner. Even if it’s not you.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Why are you in the game? Enjoy every second of it. Most are afraid to step u to the plate. Take your swings. So what if you strike out. You don’t have to be the one hitting the home run.
I liked things how I liked them. Exactly. The same. Over and over.
To some extent, beloveds, I will ALWAYS be a creature of habit. Over some things. My coffee HAS to be just so. My bacon HAS to be just so crispy.
I HAVE to flop a certain way, in bed. Else, ths bed just does NOT feel right…*pout*.
I’m learning to be more adaptable with learning. I’m learning to learn from as many different type of folks as I can.
Older folk. Younger folk. Folks with accents. Folk from different countries.
True story, I used to be intimidated learning from folk from other countries. They seemed super smart and way too “over my head”. They weren’t. Once, I gave them a chance. Once I gave ME a chance.
I have learned so much just from being WILLING to learn from different sources.
I hope you are having a fantastic day. If not, turn your day around. It’s up to you, not your circumstances, the day you shall have.
Note: I dearly wanted to tell The Universe where to get off and park.
I was. I am, tired of all this damned hard.
I’m tired of these never ending storms. Tired of hiding in the bathroom wondering if disaster will make another entrance.
I am tired of having to encourage myself every damned, hard, storm filled day.
So what?
Life is being super lifery. So what? This is NOT an opportunity to throw in the towel and quit.
Quit and then what, beloveds? I have zero intention of finding out.
I made myself write. I made myself get in some bible study. I made myself make myself a cup of coffee. I made myself write some scripts for more mini motivations. Rinse. Repeat.
Life is much too short to give up on. Let’s go!! We got things to do.
We are NOT the hard times we go/grow through, beloveds.
Hare times do NOT force us to become hard, angry and bitter because of what we have gone through.
WE make the choice to become bitter, better, or unbothered by hard times.
I am learning in real time, that I am the one who chooses to focus on the waves. I am the one who chooses to see/visualize the upcoming shore.
I am the one who chooses to reach out when the toad is especially long, hot and unwieldy.
I am the one to blame myself for not being up to the tests.
I am the one who chooses to give myself extra selfcare and understanding as I make my way through so many storms and hard times.
I have given myself permission to breathe for the rest of this month. Just to breathe. No fretting over or looking for a job. No channel starting. No desperately seeking what in the fresh hell to DO now.
I am just going to breathe. And, enjoy this blog. And, enjoy some coffee. And. Enjoy watching tempura be made and wondering what the world is being happily slurped and enjoyed.
Life is short, beloveds. I just stopped round to encourage someone to keep on LIVING. Not merely existing and worrying about how to pay the grocery bills.
I have no idea what tomorrow holds. I am digging my way out, er, living today…😂
Hang in there. Things really will be okay. Have a good cry if need be. I didn’t know how badly I needed a good cry until I gave myself permission to have a nice one. Man, I cried til my eyeballs fell out. Satisfying. 😁😇😊🥰
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