Watch/listen to I Believe and believe, FINALLY, beloveds, that this is YOUR time!
Say this with me:
I believe, I can.
I believe, I will.
YYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSS!!!!
Chair dance with me, beloveds. Rock, just a little bit. Sway, just a little bit. Move, a toe. Tap, a foot.
I believe, I can.
I believe, I will.
YYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!
We got this.
We can DO this thing, beloveds.
Don’t fret, about the present darkness. Both light and dark are no biggies for God, for Life, for you. Just takes a bit more trust, in the dark. Just a bit, more love, in the dark.
Yet, love/light WILL drive out hate/darkness.
Love someone, beloveds. Begin, with you. Then, extend your heart, to someone else. You can do this. You CAN. You WILL.
How awesome is it to KNOW, of a surety, that you truly can make it, that you truly can take it?
This has been such a long week. Never thought it would end.
Whew.
Whew!
Have scraped myself through these days. One heartache, at a time. One heartbreak, at a time. Had to keep it moving. Whether I wanted to, or not. I did listen to my wombie, and took a couple days off to just grieve/cry and try to get a bit of sleep. Did the first too remarkably, well. Sleep, well, that didn’t go so well.
No matter. I am here, still.
STILL!
Each day, I scraped myself from beneath the covers, grumbled as my feet kept running over crumbs needing to have been vacuumed DAYS ago! Yet, I was physically, emotionally too tired to drag out the vacuum, let alone plug it up and vacuum.
So, daily, I walked over crumbs, grumbled, prayed for strength, Friday, or the vacuum fairy to come along and vacuum the blasted rug so I could get off these dumb crumbs!!!!!!!
Friday has arrived!
Free, at last.
Free, at last.
Thank God, Almighty.
Free, at last!!
Yet, was still ungodly and awfully tired. So much so, I made a delivery order and waited sleepily for them to be delivered.
Yea, yea, beloveds, I KNOW I could have went on ahead and vacuumed the dumb crumb whilst waiting for the driver. Trust a sista, I had this self same argument with myself the ENTIRE time I waited for the delivery to come. An hour….smh…*Cassandra has NO idea why she didn’t just vaccuum the stupid crumbs in that hour!!
Mercifully, the driver was on time. Was so tired I put groceries away by rolling this way and that way in my office chair. Don’t judge me, yall. Be glad I put them up! The chair worked so nicely, guess what I decided to do??
Yeppers, I scooted around, in my office chair, and vacuumed the stupid crumbs!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAAHAHAHHA!!
*Cassandra satisfyingly scrunches her toes in her now soft again rug*……fantastic!
I had promised myself I would get up, early, and vacuum. Ha! Knew that was highly unlikely.
Now, I have the rest of the evening to relax and admire my newly vacuumed rug.
Moral of the story? Life is exhausting. Still no reason to not do what needs to be done.
Get on up, beloveds. Take out, the trash. Run, the dishwasher. Make, the chili. Vacuum, the crumbs.
That way, you can enjoy the weekend knowing you took care of needed business.
I think of all the wasted minutes, days, weeks, months, years I have spent waiting for energy to come in order to do this, to try that, to give this, to take that. SUCH a waste of time.
Life is much, much too short to waste any more of it. Am doing the best I can, to do the best I can, to BE the best I can, as long and as much as I can. None of us are promised many more or any more moments.
And, don’t get down on yourself, for having wasted said time. God and Life already put all of our dumbness, our laziness, our lack of want to, our fear, our this and that into the equation and we are, ALL of us, EXACTLY where we are supposed to be, at this moment in time.
Don’t waste not one more second, beloveds, in despair over lost time, lost this and lost. Remember, His Loss, was our gain. Easter, is coming! Enjoy, this life. Enjoy, YOUR life. EVERY moment. We don’t get do overs, beloveds. Best be about it, whilst we can be about it, eh?
This morning, I had no idea how I would manage the day. Yet, managed the day, I did. Or, rather, the day managed me whilst I swam in coffee and hurry ups alreadies….*shrug*….
Tonight, though, I find my heart so full, so thankful, so grateful. Grateful, for the fight which makes me want to love harder, fight longer, stand taller, rest sooner, be about it always.
The fight, the tired, the losses, the small gains, the loneliness, the despairing days, the desperate days, the awful days, the boring days, the awesome days, the tearful days, the stressful days have and are making me the me that loves this world, and you, beloveds, more and more on the daily.
Now, I rush to the fight. Knowing that the fight is besides the point. The point is in the TRY. Just TRY, beloveds. Best as you can. Did you hear me? Best as YOU can! Not, as the world tells you. Not as folks around you tells you. But, as YOU know. And, as God and Life shows you. They won’t steer you wrong.
And, when your heart gets it wrong, as it shall from time to time, beloveds. Well, chalk it up to the game and keep it moving. Keep on doing you, beloveds. Keep on BEING you.
You got this.
As do I.
God and Life has us all.
Take care and be encouraged. Your lives matter to me, beloveds, more than you will ever know. It has been SUCH a blessing, seeing the occasional comment or two or three. They have ministered to my soul, truly, coming at times only God knew I needed a kind word or virtual shoulder. I thank each heart who has taken even a moment out of his/her/their/your day to spend a bit of it with me.
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I fight no more, Lord, for the right, to be right.
My right, to my rights, I cede to You.
In all my ways, for the rest of my days, I cede my say, to You.
Take this broken vessel, Lord.
Use this heart as You, shall choose.
I yield this heart, this life, such as it is.
Do what You will.
Your will, I will.
I promise You.
I promise me.
I promise You, me.
I cede my heart, to You.
Your servant and friend,
Cassandra
#JesusMyHomie #ILoveMeSomeYou
#His
Woke this morning with these words in my heart.π€π₯°
Be encouraged, beloveds. Life is truly shorter than any of us realize. Waste not one drop of it. Drop the armor. Receive some love this day. #YourLifeMattersToMe
thanks for the check-in Cassandra. I’ve been on edge and restless the last few days. I have a flight coming…
it was an interesting read, broken down within characters explaining detail after detail.
awesome
What a beautiful way to begin the morningβwith love flowing in every direction. β€οΈ From Father and Jesus to Mom,…
What a beautiful reminder that progress doesnβt always have to be dramatic to be meaningful. π βOne step. One step.…
Yet, they have been awfully lovely as I have been loving folk, best as I can, with absolutely no fear.
I, am no longer afraid, of:
Not, being loved back.
Being, misunderstood.
Folks, questioning my motives.
Being, rejected.
Being ignored.
Folks, responding with anger, disdain and all the other emotions hurt folks tend to respond to genuine displays of affection with.
Yes, those things hurt. I am human. The human heart was built to be love and to love.
Through the love of God, of Life, of family, of friends, and myself, I have learned to keep it moving no matter what, no matter why, no matter who.
I have ALWAYS loved words and people. Even as a young child. I was born this way. π€·ββοΈ
It’s why I wake up wondering if folks I have never met are okay.
It’s why I end my evenings hoping those same folks had a good day and asking God and Life to look after them. Even the ones who wish I’ll for folk who look like me.
Those folks I especially ask God to love and help and bless. Must be difficult to carry so much ill will in your heart for folks simply because they don’t look like you or act like you or feel like you. Lord, please help them. They really know not what they do. Bless them. Help me to understand that folks just don’t understand.
My heart is so full now, absent the fear!
Amazing……(((((((((hugs self)))))))))).
I so wish I could scoop out some of this fearless love, and give it to you, beloveds, so you can also know this breathless wonder and joy even in the midst of heavy times.
The awesome news beloveds is that you can also experience loving without fear.
How?
Love.
Love, afraid.
Love, embarrassed.
Love.
Rinse.
Repeat.
After a while, the I feel like a complete idiot feeling will pass. The I feel like a moron feeling will fade. The what in the fresh hell am I wasting my time for will always pop up now and again but you tell that feeling to go on ahead and kick some rocks and keep on loving.
One day, I promise, beloveds, you will wake up, amazed that you honestly are no longer afraid to love.
Life is so short. None of us know how many days we have to love one another. Yet, the whole world has lost it’s collective minds over a slap heard around the world.
It’s time for the gavel to come down, beloveds. Time to stop judging folks actions, motives and just love them. Period.
We are ALL flawed, nuanced human beings. Whoever and whatever we call ourselves let us love, one another.
Without, fear.
Without, judgment.
Without, limits.
Without, conditions.
I love you.
Yes, I, Sweetpea, love YOU?
Why?
You are part of my global family. Families fight but they ought love one another, don’t you think?
I pray for you.
I ask for the best for your life and those in your life.
I shed tears, of joy, that soon you shall experience this AWESOME joy of loving for the sheer pleasure of caring for another human soul.
There are so many family I can no longer love, on this earth.
There are friends, now acquaintances, or no longer even that that I still miss, terribly, and wish them well and wish that they knew how much I love them, still.
Easter, is coming.
Last Easter, my heart was full of lamentation for a world seemingly grown cold with hatred, divisiveness and fear.
This year, in THIS year, all my heart longs to do is love folk as long as I can til this heart beats no more.
Easter, is coming.
Love, wants to come for you.
Let, Love in.
Life, wants you to live life, to LIVE, to the fullest.
Let, life in.
Be encouraged,
Sweetpea STILL
thanks for the check-in Cassandra. I’ve been on edge and restless the last few days. I have a flight coming…
it was an interesting read, broken down within characters explaining detail after detail.
awesome
What a beautiful way to begin the morningβwith love flowing in every direction. β€οΈ From Father and Jesus to Mom,…
What a beautiful reminder that progress doesnβt always have to be dramatic to be meaningful. π βOne step. One step.…
I am doing my bestest, my darndest, to be about it and make everything around me as beautiful as I can make it.
How about you?
The world, currently, is in an uproar over one man who put his hands on another man.
I choose to extend my hand(s), my heart, my shoulder, my care, my love, my prayers, my friendship, to this world, best as I can, for so long as I have breath.
I extend, first, to you, beloveds. I then, reach out, or try to, reach for the rest.
Help me, beloveds. I can’t get to them all.
Help, me.
Help, someone else.
Love them, beloveds. Folks need you to love them.
ALL of them.
Even, the pigheaded ones.
The, wrong ones.
The, dumb ones.
The, old ones.
The, young ones.
The, on the opposite side of the fence onces.
The, on the opposite ends of the earth ones.
The, on the other side of the track ones.
It doesn’t matter, who, beloveds.
Just LOVE someone.
Folks ain’t clothes, you know.
We ain’t no color to choose.
We ain’t no size to select.
We ain’t no object to be bartered with.
We are a whole collections of what in the fresh hell and none of us know what the wide world we are doing folks who are trying their level best to make it through a world that don’t make a hill of beans sense.
*shrug*
No matter.
Love them, still.
Love me, still.
Love you, still.
What the world you waiting on, beloved(s)?!
Yea, I am talking to YOU!
Stop, waiting on me, on others, to fill you. Grab a bucket and get to filling up someone else.
In refilling another, in refilling others, God and Life will fill you so full you won’t be able to hold the excess and will have to drip all that love onto another, and still others.
Reach down, beloveds, take the rock, from your shoe. Hold onto it, as a momento, of the hard day(s), the long walk, the end of a struggling, a long road.
You can do this.
I am proud of you, beloveds. So very proud.
Look, around you.
Claim, your victory.
In, advance.
It is surely yours.
You have, and are, learning/have learned the meaning of the fight.
The fight, is besides the point.
It is what the fight, takes out of, and returns back to, the fighter.
MEOW!
ROAR!
Uh, oh, world, seems like you have woken up both the kitty, in me, AND, the tiger!
Time, to stop scraping your way through your days.
Time, to stop hiding from yourself.
Time, to stop hiding from life.
Get on out there, beloveds, and LIVE. Grab someone’s hand and take them with you. Dance, for someone, who can’t yet dance. Sing, for someone, who can’t yet sing. Rejoice, for someone, who can’t yet rejoice.
And, don’t feel bad, if currently, you are on the side of those who can’t yet. Someone shall be along for you, shortly. In the meantime, meow, just a lil bit, would you please and thanks.
I have decided to do me, today. Just going to keep doing what I have been doing, for the past 14 plus hours…praying for you, chair dancing in the dark, praying for you, praying for the world, praying for me, crying for every heart that is broken and in need of care, crying out for every heart that is broken and in need of repair. Rinse. repeat.
Until, those hearts are healed.
Then, once healed, can live the life they were meant to. In the meantime, will pray grace for those same hearts KNOWING they can, still, live the life they were meant to, broken, battered, bruised heart and all.
Keep, going.
I go with you.
God and Life goes with us all.
Take really good care of that heart of yours. There is only ONE you. Just one. A priceless soul. A worthy soul. a cherished soul, a seen soul, a loved soul, a cherished soul, an honored soul.
loving me some you,
Cassandra aka Sweetpea
#YourLifeMattersToMe
thanks for the check-in Cassandra. I’ve been on edge and restless the last few days. I have a flight coming…
it was an interesting read, broken down within characters explaining detail after detail.
awesome
What a beautiful way to begin the morningβwith love flowing in every direction. β€οΈ From Father and Jesus to Mom,…
What a beautiful reminder that progress doesnβt always have to be dramatic to be meaningful. π βOne step. One step.…
Sometimes, beloveds, in order to gain everything, we must be prepared to lose it all, to give it all.
At times, life extracts the last full measure from us. In order to:
Reveal, to us…
Remove, from us…
Our, fear.
ALL, fear.
This is why, beloveds, God and Life, seemingly sits idly by, while we:
Lose, it all.
Win, it all.
What, shall/have, we, lost/won?
What, shall/will, we, see as gain, as loss?
Ah!
Ask, beloveds.
You may be surprised by the answer.
Fear, not.
Your, ask, your very act of asking, IS your answer. Your, ticket.
To:
Freedom.
From:
Fear.
Whose fear, you ask?
Aha!
You, are getting closer!
Keep, going.
Keep, asking.
Asking who, you ask?
You, are almost there!
To be continued.
Things are not as they appear to be, in your life, around your life, beloved.
Look, around.
All the losses, you have suffered, in the past, in the present day, have NOT been for naught. They have, they are fulfilling the purpose, for your life.
These losses, will be your net gain.
For, they are revealing the purpose, revealing your purpose, in your life, for your life.
For, your life, was also meant to help God, to help Life, to fulfill the purpose of someone, of many someone(s) life/lives.
Your, loss.
Their, gain.
Full, circle.
We, love, because He, FIRST loved/loves us!π₯°π
YYYYAAAAAAAASSSSS!
It is why, I rejoice that I have fought the night, ALL night, lost and yet have already won.
The night, can have it’s spoils.
I await, the coming dawn.
I await, to seize the day.
I write these words of victory, in the middle of incredible loss, heartache and lack.
Laughing, crying, rejoicing KNOWING that all is NOT lost.
Yes, I have lost some dear friends on these past months, even in the past days.
Yes, I have lost financially, losses I can not recover, make up for, see my way out of, alone. Yet, I am alone. Yet, not.
Yes, I suffered a professional loss. In the midst, lost my pride, lost my fear of speaking truth to power, lost my fear of losing my job, lost my fear of failure/success.
The outcome(s). of all my losses, have still yet to be determined.
I have, determined, and, I have learned that the outcome(s) are besides the point.
Real talk, beloveds, I am having a hard time finishing this piece. My humanity, it seems, is getting in my way. The remaining words are there. But, I’m tired. I spent the day yesterday, in tears. Worked, through tears. Wrote, through tears. I told a friend, yesterday, that I was TIRED of fighting through, struggling with, so many losses. Preparing, for more loss.
The dawn, is almost here. Ready to deliver yet another day to be fought through, and to be lived. I’m exhausted, still, from the night that still lingers.
How can/will I get through this coming day(s)? I have NO idea. It is this distraction that is keeping me from ending this piece in a life-affirming crescendo.
I pass the keyboard, and my heart, to you for you to finish this piece. I shall end here and wait for your answer(s).
Whatsoever state you find yourself in, beloveds, live, dammit!
Live!
Now!
Here!
Afraid.
Fearless.
Fretful.
Full.
Empty.
Nevertheless…
However…
For, in the meantime, the minutes, the hours, the weeks, the months, the years, the decades, pile up until you look around and not much of you,of life, is left.
Live now, right now, right here, not in spite of life, not despite life, not fearing life, not waiting for life and making due in the meantime.
Live, now, right now, in the moment, not in the meantime.
thanks for the check-in Cassandra. I’ve been on edge and restless the last few days. I have a flight coming…