If the fight seems impossible, KNOW you are winning.
If you are exhausted and ready to throw in the towel, KNOW you are winning.
If circumstances/situations are laughing at you and telling you ALL is lost, KNOW you are winning.
If God and Life are extra quiet, while the battle rages the loudest, KNOW you are definitely winning.
If you have fought the night, seeming to have lost, risen exhausted, not knowing if you can win the day, KNOW you are winning.
If you reach for love, and love has not yet reached back, KNOW you are winning.
If you have tried, and failed, and tried, and failed, and have tried, yet again, KNOW you are winning.
If you question your efforts, wondering who the heck cares, why the world does it matter, KNOW you are winning.
the enemy, your circumstances, your situations, would NOT be so desperate to get you to give up, if you were not winning.
If you were losing, in fact, as they are trying to convince you of, why the world would they be wasting energy on a lost cause, worthless words, unneeded actions?
Easy answer? You ARE winning.
In the middle of your fight:
Rejoice.
Laugh.
Love.
Rest.
Sing.
Shout.
You are growing, you are LIVING!
The timid souls choose to survive. You have done the hard thing, of LIVING this life. Keep going.
The awful things you have said to/about yourself after you have made a mistake.
The awful words said/to about you from others because of a mistake or an on purpose, you made.
You ARE:
Beloved.
So, BE loved!
Be LOVED.
Enough. Enough beating yourself because of things you said, did not say, did, did not do.
Is it not enough, beloved? How many more moments are you willing to withhold yourself to pay for moments when you were not at your best. Must you keep sacrificing the rest:
Of, your moments?
Can you EVER free yourself of:
Guilt?
Fear?
Shame?
(Add whatever you like here)?
You are beloved.
Dictionary definition of beloved:
dearly loved : dear to the heart.
You are dearly loved:
By God.
By Life.
By folk around you. If you will allow them to.
You are dear to the heart. It saddens me, greatly that many walk around feeling unloved. Saddens me more having ever felt God did not love me. He did. Always had. Always will.
Foks are running around chasing fame, fortune, clicks, likes, and all manner of things hoping to purchase good feelings, good will.
The Love of God is free. His Care is free. His Grace is free. They just need to be RECEIVED.
You are loved, this day. BE loved, would you please?
I admit. I can be a goofhead. At times. I find myself gabbing to God, in the middle of the night, about the dumbest things. He knows it. I know it. I tell Him it ainβt my fault I canβt sleep and He doesnβt need sleep and I am currently wondering about the current ridiculous thing I am wondering about.
Just KNOWING that it is okay to yak with God about anything is so amazing. What is more amazing is that He gets a kick out of it. Gets a hoot out of me.
He enjoys me in ALL my forms. Loves me when I am mad at Him for having to take the damned high road EVERY time. Who the world likes taking the high road all the time, I hope and whine and complain. All whilst being on that high road He put me on.
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SUNDAY WITH CASSANDRA. IT ME! π SUNDAY GRATITUDE JOURNAL WITH CASSANDRA πͺπ Beloveds, Come sit with me.Yesterday, I invited you to the movies. Today, Iβm inviting you somewhere quieter. Pull up your chair. πͺBring your coffee.Bring your tea.Bring your questions.Bring your faith.Bring your doubts.Bring your laughter.Bring your grief.Bring the parts of this week that made … Continue reading SUNDAY WITH CASSANDRA. IT ME!→
π¬ COMING ATTRACTIONSβ¦ Beloveds, Tomorrowβ¦ π΅πΏββοΈπ THE ADVENTURES OF LIEUTENANT CASSANDRA COLUMBO. One woman. One phone. One mysterious formatting problem. Approximately 9,742 attempts to figure out why something that looked perfectly normal over HERE suddenly became: WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT?! over THERE. ππ€£ Just one more thingβ¦ π Tomorrow morning, we are going … Continue reading →
When circumstances tap on the shoulder and punches you square in the face you are welcome to get holy hacked.
That said, you may NOT:
Quit.
Quit.
Quit.
You may fuss at God and Life. Feel free. Throw a tantrum. Have at it. Stomp your feet. Shake your fists.
Then, scratch, claw, cry, holler, wonder your way back and get to standing.
Stand not on YOUR:
Hurt, feelings.
Confused, feelings.
Betrayed, feelings.
Bewildered, feelings.
Feelings. Feelings. Feelings. FEELINGS!
Get the theme here?
We are NOT to stand on our feelings. Standing has ZERO to do with what you feel or don’t feel. Standing, could give two hoots, about what you want or don’t want. Need or don’t need.
Beloved, do not allow yourself to fall into the trap of standing only when you can see God, hear God or know what is going on. There will just be times when you can’t see, can’t trust what you feel, and have not the slightest idea of what is going on.
It’s so easy to walk away when you have tried everything and STILL, dammit, the damned mountain just won’t move already!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What is more maddening, is when you have done all that you know, the mountain won’t move and God and Life are so damned silent!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Don’t yall see me over here doing the best I can do and nothing is giving way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????
I can admit to telling God and Life yesterday that I was either going to win, or I was going to lose. Just could not bear, or so I thought, yet another day of going around these same damned mountains. Only, more mountains are being added, the climbs are much steeper, there are more bandits and scary things on these mountains. These mountains never seem to have an end.
I wanted the end, dammit! Wanted off of here. I did NOT WANT to face another mountain, another day, with Jaybird forever yapping in my ear to keep going.
I was tired of the damned mountain. Exhausted from day 10 of this blasted fever. DAY TEN!!!! I was sick of being sick, tired of being tired. Dammit.
DAMMIT!!
So, I made the decision to stop standing….*sigh*…smh. Moron me, using being all up in my feelings, as an excuse. I called a friend. Told him I was fixing to do a whole bunch of drinking and was over it. Thank goodness for friends who will tell you the truth.
I got a nice lecture. A nice boot to the rear. I pouted. A lot. I drank. A fair bit. I cried. Not at all. Just too sick and tired for that. Put on a super hero movie and watched all night. Fussed at the screen. Super heroes were for dummies. Ordinarily, I would be the main one hooting and hollering and donning capes to get in the fight. Just sat glumly, fully engaged in my pity party, drinking not quite so much knowing I was going to get over my mad and go to the job I said I was going to quit come morning….smh…..
Que morning. Turned on my music, poured myself in some clothes, got some act right, sulked past a silently staring God and Life and got back to standing.
Moral of the story, you ask? Beats me, am too busy standing. Too busy living this life and not surviving it. Too busy being grateful for how horribly awful terrible exasperating maddening yesterday was. It gave me the opportunity to watch me give up on myself, ungive up on myself, give up, ungive up, stand, stop standing, stand again, and watch a half way decent super hero movie where the hero wins in the end.
How could I NOT be grateful?
Keep going. We got this. Even when it doesn’t feel like it.
Cassandra GRATEFUL
P.S. You are NOT alone. Have never felt more alone in my life than I did yesterday. I was not alone, yesterday. Not for one second. Tell yo feelings, ANY feelings, that gives you permission to quit to go kick some rocks!!
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π ITβS NEVER TIME TO QUIT β PIECE THREE COLUMBO DIDNβT NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING. Beloveds, I have apparently become Columbo. π€£π΅πΏββοΈ Not intentionally. Nobody issued me the trench coat. I did not apply for the position. But after spending an absolutely ridiculous amount of time trying to figure out why my posts suddenly would … Continue reading →
Just stopped by, beloveds, to askβ¦ How are youβreally? Not the answer you give because somebody is waiting, somebody needs something, or you do not feel like unpacking the whole suitcase today. I mean you. Have you eaten something? Had some water? Taken your medicine? Rested before your body had to submit a written complaint … Continue reading Just stopped by to ask…→
π ITβS NEVER TIME TO QUIT β PIECE TWO WHAT IF I DONβT HAVE ANOTHER TRY IN ME TODAY? Beloveds, Yesterday I told you that sometimes the way you refuse to quit is by refusing to keep going the same way. Today I want to talk to the person who read that and thought: Cassandra, … Continue reading ITS NEVER TIME TO QUIT→
π ITβS NEVER TIME TO QUIT β PIECE ONE SOMETIMES THE WAY YOU REFUSE TO QUIT IS BY REFUSING TO KEEP GOING THE SAME WAY. Beloveds, I want to start this new series by clearing something up. When I say, βItβs never time to quit,β I do NOT mean you should keep pushing yourself until … Continue reading ITS NEVER TIME TO QUIT.→
SUNDAY WITH CASSANDRA. IT ME! π SUNDAY GRATITUDE JOURNAL WITH CASSANDRA πͺπ Beloveds, Come sit with me.Yesterday, I invited you to the movies. Today, Iβm inviting you somewhere quieter. Pull up your chair. πͺBring your coffee.Bring your tea.Bring your questions.Bring your faith.Bring your doubts.Bring your laughter.Bring your grief.Bring the parts of this week that made … Continue reading SUNDAY WITH CASSANDRA. IT ME!→
π¬ COMING ATTRACTIONSβ¦ Beloveds, Tomorrowβ¦ π΅πΏββοΈπ THE ADVENTURES OF LIEUTENANT CASSANDRA COLUMBO. One woman. One phone. One mysterious formatting problem. Approximately 9,742 attempts to figure out why something that looked perfectly normal over HERE suddenly became: WHAT IN THE WORLD IS THAT?! over THERE. ππ€£ Just one more thingβ¦ π Tomorrow morning, we are going … Continue reading →
NOTHING is harder than waiting. Waiting without hearing a word, that is. Anyone can stand, yield, give when knowing the endgame.
How many can wait, PATIENTLY wait, when God and Life are completely and utterly silent?
Not many, I suspect. Even Jesus, before He had to endure The Cross, cried out “Why hast Thou Forsaken Me?”
It’s easy to feel abandoned. Especially when things are super tough and you have done all you know to do and have done. You valiantly stand, endure, relentlessly pursue and then you…wait…and wait…and wait…and wait….
???
Thinking more effort is required, you valiantly stand, quietly endure, remain relentless in your relentless pursing of the relentless and then you…wait…and wait…and wait…and wait….
!!!!??
Wondering if perhaps, God and Life may have missed your valiant standing, quiet endurance and relentless pursuit of your relentless pursuits you begin again. Rinse/Repeat:
You stand, valiantly.
You endure, quietly.
You pursue, relentlessly.
You then proceed to:
Wait.
Wait!
Wait?!
WAIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!??
Unbeknownst to you, you have a large audience. For, watching your battle are none other than:
God.
Life.
Jesus.
The Heavenly Host.
the enemy.
Circumstances.
Situations.
Moments.
Chances.
Miracles.
ALL are waiting on YOU. ALL are straining, to see what YOU shall choose:
God will not choose for you.
Life can not choose for you.
Jesus dare not choose for you.
The Heavenly host can only root for you.
the enemy can only suggest to you.
Situations can only invite you.
Moments can only entice you.
Chances can only invite you.
Miracles can only work FOR you.
As you choose:
To, stand.
To, run.
To, give up.
To, give in.
To, win.
To, lose.
To, love.
To, withhold love.
To, open arms.
To, close fists.
To, look up.
To, look down.
To, praise.
To, proclaim.
To, complain.
To, declare victory.
To, accept defeat.
I think we have all read/watched one too many:
Fairy tales.
Romance novels.
Marvel movies.
We are forever waiting for someone to swoop in to save the day. Forever, waiting, as damsels in distress to be rescued. Forever, waiting for someone else to save the day, win the war, rescue this thing or take care of that thing.
God, Life and ALL who watch us, every moment of every day, know the real truth. LIfe is short and nothing to be trifled with. We are running out of moments, chances, miracles. This is why all of Heaven has been in an uproar, lately.
This world has gotten completely out of hand. Everyone appears to be out for themselves. No one appears to be giving a fresh hell about anyone else.
At least, this is how things appears to be. How the enemy wants us to see things. Yes, life is hard right now. Yes, things are dark, right now. But, ONLY due to the fact that folks so busy protecting his/her/their own they are not uplifting and helping others to uplift their light.
We got this, people. LOVE WILL DRIVE OUT THIS DARKNESS. It will. We just have to able to be trusted with God’s and Life’s silence.
Rejoice when things are hard and you hear nothing. It means God is trusting in YOU. He KNOWS you are going to choose to stand, to love, to care, to fight. He KNOWS you will keeping giving your all. His silence is meant to show YOU, how much is already in you. It’s not for His Benefit.
He knows the valiant warrior He made you to be. You don’t have to be loud, to be valiant. You don’t have to expound to be valiant. You don’t have to have this particular talent or reach a million people.A
ALL that is required is…..YOU!
That’s it. YOU are more than enough, beloved. Just by being you. Nothing extra special other than giving what YOU have to give. You don’t have to give my portion. You don’t have to worry about someone else’s portion.
ALL you need to do is to uplift your light. YOUR LIFE IS MAKING A DIFFERENCE. YOU ARE THE DIFFERENCE IN YOUR CIRCLE.
Be glad that God and Life aren’t forever having to scoop you up and bill and coo to you as if you were a feeble child. you are growing, each day. You don’t need your hand held every other five seconds. You can and are walking to school, on your own. Yes, God and Life are walking behind you, hiding in bushes so you can’t see Them, making sure you will get to class safe. They got you.
Keep shining your light, into the darkness. Keep shouting, into the darkness. Broken pieces can hear you. Broken hearts can see you. THEY need you, beloved. Though, you can not see or hear them, they cling to your words, your hope, desperately. You are all they have, right now. Keep going.
Not only are you growing, healing, adjusting and living. But, you are teaching others to do the same. Though they may never tell you, they watch you. YOUR freedom calls them to want to be free, as well. Your life matters to this world. Your life matters to God. Your life matters to me.
Keep going. Even in God’s Silence. ESPECIALLY, when God/Life are silent.
You got this. I got this. We all we got. But, we all we need, yes?