Tag: encouragement

Relentless: Use your 📦 packaging for your good.

My 📦 packages arrived!

Yay!

Hurriedly, I tore into the packaging.

Books!

Devotionals!!

💃💋

I read.

I mooned.

I did not want to, mark up the pages.

Hhmm.

I needed, some 🔖 bookmarks.

Hhmm.

I had tossed the packaging. It WAS glossy and had a pretty, floral background.

Hhmm.

I ended up, cutting up, 😂 laughing. Then,…*shrug*…🤷‍♀️ cut up the packaging, into cute, pretty floral 🔖 bookmarks.

I say all that, beloveds, to say this:

Use, EVERYTHING, that happens, that has happened, that WILL happen, in your life.

Your, past. ALL of it. The good, the bad, the ugly.

Your, present. ALL of it. Your good, your bad, AND your ugly(ugliness).

The world wants to convince you that your 📦 packaging is plain, ordinary, old, tired, young, fat, skinny, broke, and a million other things that are NOT so.

No longer allow yourself, to allow yourself, to listen to all the world has said, about your packaging. You were fearfully and wonderfully made, beloveds.

You have made mistakes. Big ones. Hard ones. Mistakes, missteps, that made such a mess, you found yourself, lost.

Forgive, yourself.

Dust yourself, off.

Move, forward.

Relentless.

There is only ONE you.

Precious.

Priceless.

Loved.

Not alone.

Ah.

🤗

👣

One step.

One step.

One step.

All things work together for the good…

loving me some you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: My wombie says I HAVE to have a note for EVERY piece. We argue ALL the time, about this. I tell her, I will NOT be confined to folks getting used to always having to have a note, at the end.

She contends, the notes are the most important parts, of the piece. I shoot back folks will get what they need. Or, not. Yet, I MUST keep on being and doing me, MY way. No longer do I, or can I, do, how and as, the world wants and expects me to.

Why? Because the world is in service, to itself. Not, you. Keep on being…YOU.

Happy wombie? Smh.

One step.

One step.

One step.

Relentless: No excuses now.

It’s hot.

I was tired.

I was enjoying the air-conditioner, after a hot, tiring walk.

I needed to showered.

I showered myself, with a nap, instead.

My dreams, woke me from my slumber, pointed towards the shower, as we needed to be about being about life, in just a little while.

Hot, tired, and tired of carrying my excuses around…

I dumped hot, tired, burdens, excuses and EVERYTHING keeping me down, holding me up, taking me away, from God’s, from Life’s, from The Universe’s, best for me, into the shower.

Ha!

You better ask somebody!

We got thangs, er, things to do!

doing them thangs/things🤦‍♀️🤷‍♀️,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

#BeAboutBeingAboutIt

Soul tired: Follow the thread.

My heart is opening. The more I declutter outside and inside, the more ideas are flowing. I want. I want. I want. To love. To live. To breathe. Deeply. Fully. Pain free. Fear free.

I don’t want a sabbatical from life. I just need a bit of rest. My soul was tired. Deeply tired of bearing weights never meant to be born by me. No wonder I was sooooooooooooooooo earthly tired.

I am tired. Still. Yet, my heart rejoices. She, feels. She, loves. She, cares.

Now, though, she is in need, of care.

I am speaking up, now.

I am allowing my heart to speak, now.

I am asking for heart care, now.

Now, though, I am presenting myself to those who actually care. For those who continue to care less, I now care less if they don’t care more, for me.

Folks who dismiss the awesomeness called me, are now dismissed, from me. I don’t waste a second, trying to convince folk, the world that I am worth loving.

I am worth loving.

Why?

Why, because I am…*shrug*. More than enough.

I am looking forward to a bit of rest. Even now, I give myself time, just for me, of an evening. After I have given, my all, I step back, step off and breathe. Ah.

Speaking of which, beloveds, it’s about that time. I have some slightly burnt chocolate chip cookies, to eat. Don’t ask. Smh. Am sure they will show up in a post soon.

In the meantime, take a breath. Step back. Step off and breathe.

Take real good care of you. I am going to take some PTO and sleep in tomorrow. How delicious?!

Be encouraged.

You are loved.

You are not alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

When life mails you a whew!😳

Whew!😳

Wow!

*Cassandra takes one look at the scrap of paper that momentarily took her breath away.*

Whew!😳

Wow!

🤷‍♀️

It’s a good thing that God shall supply ALL my needs. Whew! Wait til He gets THIS!

Scuze me, beloveds, I have to take this to Dad. Yeppers, much too much for my tender heart to be.

I just stopped by to tell you to be encouraged. And also to invite you to tag along, with me. You can leave your burden there, as well, eh?

Whew!😳

Wow!!

Life is short. No matter what happens in it, enjoy your moments. Take a breath. Stop, for a moment, then keep it moving.

Yikes!

Egads!

Have to laugh. Rather, I CHOOSE to not let this heat, get me heated. Things are going to happen. That said, I plan on happening to things! Ha! You better ask somebody!

I am in a writer playful mood. Don’t mind me. I shall soon write some especially eloquent, inspiring and delightful prose that shall be a bounty to thee and thine. 🤣

Choose, to laugh, when life hands you a whew!😳

No, it’s not funny. But, your response will be everything. The what had happened, is besides the point. The whatcha going to DO, about the what had happened, is the key to conquering the what the whats, of the world.

Be encouraged.

This too shall pass.

Hurry up and pass already! Sheesh.

here,

Cassandra

Agitated: Liquidate your assets.

Sometimes, beloveds, The Universe will call upon you to liquidate, your assets. In order to be, It’s Asset. In order, for you to be, an asset:

To, the world.

To, your family.

For, yourself.

For, It.

For, Him.

The bounty, ah, beloveds, you have been calling for, all this time, is YOU!

Mind-blowing.

Life-altering.

World-changing.

My, world.

Your, world.

The whole blessed world.

Ah.

Aha!

I liquidated, my pearl, and asked The Universe to cash it in. For, me. I’m hot. I’m tired.

I am not strong.

I am not courageous.

I am agitated.

I am loved.

I am not alone.

I have never felt so loved, alone, here, writing to you, for you, beloveds, in the whole of my life. Never.

It has been my honor, to offer this oyster cracker, cracked though I may be, to/for you. I love and care about your life. Be encouraged. I got you.

loving me some you,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#YouBetterAskSomebody

God’s Goofhead: #HereForIt!

#HereForIt.

Hahahahahaha!

Don’t ask me why, but I loooooove thinking of hash tags, in my head. I think it a scream how everything appears to be a hashtag of some sort for some apparently earth-shattering reason.

Hastag, this. Tag, that.

God KNOWS I am a goof. The past few days, He has been whispering really silly ones to me. How does He talk with me? Am only going to tell those who email me. The rest of yall can kick rocks and find out over the course of pieces.

Anywho, my fave, this week is HereForIt!

I am #HereForIt:

Love.

Joy.

Peace.

Hope.

Healing.

Freedom.

Growth.

Financial prosperity.

God.

Life.

Jesus.

The Universe.

You.

#HereForIt!

I love how God loves me. He just loves ME. Goof and all. Serious and all. Prosperous and all. Lacking and all. Loud and all. Quiet and all. Mary and all. Martha and all. Loving and all. Unkind and all. Thoughtful and all. Thoughtless and all.

God loves me.

Always.

🥰

How great is that?!

Don’t worry if you appear to be a goofball. We are all different. Be you. The world is all about that hate life. Today, it may love you, depending on what you have. Tomorrow, it may hate you for what you have. That is a they problem.

Keep going.

Even when you are not strong.

You don’t have to be.

As He is, so are we, the Bible says. What does that mean?

Ah.

Aha!

Keep asking.

Remember:

You are loved.

You are not alone.

Keep on being…YOU.

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HowGreatIsThis?!

#HereForIt!

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My dreams won’t let me sleep in.

I’m tired.

Exhausted really.

My dreams, have awakened, from deep within.

My dreams, have awakened, from deep within, me.

My dreams, have awakened, me.

From, my slumber.

From, my slumber, my dreams, called out, to me.

Wake up! God calls, for you!

Wake up! Life asks, for you!

Wake up! The Universe, needs you!

My dreams, pursue, relentlessly.

My dreams, pursue, ME, relentlessly.

My dreams, won’t let me sleep!

My dreams, won’t let me sleep in.

My dreams, won’t let me sleep in, today.

Relentless.

My dreams, are relentless!

I am tired.

Exhausted, really.

From, running away.

From, running away, from God’s, Belief, in ME!

From, running away, from Life’s, need, of ME!

From, running away, The Universe’s Call, for ME!

ME?!

How can They call, for ME, I tiredly, asked my dreams?

Leave me be!

Let me sleep walk, through my life, I entreated, my dreams.

Rise up, my dreams, shouted relentlessly, to me.

You have no time to sleep, my dreams, told me.

You have slept, much too long.

Wake up, beloved, and LIVE!

I’m tired.

Exhausted really.

Tired of, running away.

Tired of, running away, from my dreams.

Tired of, running away, from, my needs.

My dreams, have awakened.

My dreams, have awakened, me.

I have been:

Shaken.

Stirred.

Now, shakened, I pursue.

Now, stirred, I pursue, my dreams.

I am relentless.

I have no time to sleep in.

My dreams, won’t let me sleep in, today.

relentless,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

Note: Wake up, beloveds! Time grows short. Your dreams have been calling for you for the whole of your life. Wake up, now. Get going. Go on, now. Move!

One step!

One step!

One step!

Agitated: God’s Pearl.

You are, God’s Pearl:

Priceless.

Tested.

Sanded.

Polished.

You, your heart, God’s Pearl, to be placed, lovingly, into the fabric of life.

Ah, look at your beauty?!

Formed, from your, TRY.

Bathed, with your, tears.

Given, by your, hands.

Lift up your head, beloveds.

Know ye not, your life is so precious that…

Okay, so God said to tell you, God knows and He ain’t telling…*shrug*.

Nuff said,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

Note: I so appreciate, you, beloveds. For, taking the time, from your busy life, to be annoyed, er, cajoled, er, encouraged, by me. If you have found ANY piece of hope, joy, encouragement, agitation, you have made my whole life. I mean that. You are worth every single second of anxt and agitation. Every second. There is not ONE day, where, you are not much on my mind. Heckamiah, I have even kicked my love of the NFL, to the curb, for you…*gasp*. My wombie, KNOWS that apart from the Marvel Universe, I don’t play when it comes to my love of all things NFL. You MUST be special, eh?

Do me a favor, would you please, let me know how you are doing/feeling? Shoot me, an email. Hit me up, as these young folk, say. Give me one less person, to be fretting and wondering about, would you? Asking for A Friend.

P.S. God, I am giving you, this pearl, my pearl, made with agitation. Spotless. Without, price. I am cashing it in. Give me, my sabbatical. Give me, my ocean. Give me, my home. Give me, my mate. Give me, my posse. Give me, my bounty.

Agitated: Open your mouth.

The miracle I have been asking for, was here, in me, the whole time.

I just needed, to be, agitated.

I just neede, to open, my mouth.

I just needed…

Ah,

Aha!

Oftentimes, beloveds, life will keep you needy, on your knees, to get you to:

Open, your mouth, and say ‘Ow!’.

Open, your heart, and say ‘Hey!’

Open, your spirit, and say ‘Give here!’

Open, your soul, and say…whatever you have given your soul permission, to say, FINALLY!

FINALLY!

This is your time, beloveds.

Open.

Fear, not.

You are covered.

You are loved.

You are NOT alone.

Keep on being…YOU!

here as best an agitated soul can,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

#HereForIt

#YouCANYouWILL!

#YouBetterAskSomebody!

Note: Okay, so by now, you should be leaving ME a note. It’s hot. I’m tired. I need. I desire…

Agitated: God will rearrange your schedule.

I had other pieces, scheduled. God, however, keeps rearranging, my arrangements.

Why?

Because of three teeny, weeny, words:

“I love you”

“I LOVE you”

“I love YOU.”

I can’t rest.

I can’t sleep.

God, is shouting this, to the world.

Life, is shouting this, to the world.

The Universe, is shouting this, to the world.

Jesus, is shouting this, to the world.

I, am shouting this, to the whole blasted world.

Time, grows short.

Folk, are giving up.

Folk, are giving in.

Folk, are giving out.

Not, yet.

Beloveds, not yet.

The world, is hard, of head. The world, is hard, of heart. The world, is, hard.

Hard, to understand.

Hard, to love.

I love the world, still.

God loves the world, still.

We shall continue, beloveds, to call out to whosoever will to let each know that he/she/they are:

Loved.

Not alone.

I know. Well, I know, these very words, shall turn off some.

Perhaps, many.

Perhaps, all.

Still, I share them.

This, my love.

This, His Love.

Why?

Because, you are priceless. You are precious. There are oodles and oodles of great things, in store, for your life. I am excited, for you. A present, awaits. Your present. It shall be awesome. You just have to stick around long enough to see and receive it.

Til then, I shall continue to agitate, er, annoy, er, rearrange, er, hang out, with you, beloveds.

You CAN.

You WILL!

Keep on being…YOU!