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.
It took three people and about an hour to get my modem going. I stayed patient. I wanted to clobber somebody. I wanted to throw the new modem out the window. I didn’t.
As soon as I got going, the storm started.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
Be encouraged, beloveds. Keep trying. often times it’s not your fault that things are not working out. Stop giving yourself such a hard time. You are doing the best that you can. Let your best be enough.
I just stopped by to encourage somebody. keep being about being about it. You have much too much to do to give up on your dreams. Have a fantastic rest of your day. We got this.
asking for A Friend, Cassandra
#YourLifeMattersToMe
Note: Have an amazing week. Don’t let the hard keep you down.
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.
Storms have been raging here. Last night, ALL night. Through the morning. They have paused. Long enough for me to stop by and encourage someone who is in desperate need of respite from an awful long storm seige.
The storms are due to start again in three hours and rage for the rest of the afternoon and through til Easter tomorrow. 😳. Good egads.
I must confess that hankering down in the bathroom, with tornado sirens blasting, came mighty close to reminding me of last year’s tornado.
The anxiety I am fighting with, today, has everything to do with last year. I keep reminding myself this is NOT last year. Tell that to my terrified soul last night.
Storms pass. They are not personal. They are doing their job. Our job, beloveds, is to continue standing on FAITH when storms show up.
Yea, they can be mighty loud and scary. Yes, they can be capricious and cause awful damage to some, whilst sparing others.
I don’t know why hard has to be so flipping hard. I DO know hard is doing it’s job in revealing the character inside.
Be encouraged. Do what you can to prepare. Survive. Keep it moving.
Also, reach out for support when going through hard times. We need one another. I have been reaching out to family and friends and letting folk know I am struggling alone.
Struggles don’t last always. Be sure to find the joy in your day. I am fixing to have a bowl of Golden Grahams and a yak with God to let Him know I feel soooooooo alone and tiny, at the moment.
Be encouraged, beloveds. We are loved and not alone.
