I just want to help.

I'm poor and in college and a Christian, so when I hear about an incredible cause like Project Rescue I just want to pour my everything into it and help! Like I took books from the free cart in the Library and am in the process of attempting to sell them........it's not going well.....yet anyway.....

I just don't know what to do! I feel like I have no marketable skills(yet-ish) or ability to help them in any way but pray, which I KNOW changes things, but I want to be the hands and feet and assist in a practical way. I get $20 every 2 weeks which I know I can put in.

But also, I'm going on a trip to Greece in May and have $700 due in not so many days. But God promised to be my provider, and I feel like that's something to not be worried about.

*Encouraging food for thought*
God doesn't need us. He is so great and powerful, that He doesn't need prayer, doesn't need fasting doesn't need us. We need Him, and the only thing that is required of us is to be obedient and follow and have faith in Him. I know that He's called me to this trip, so I refuse to fall into the trap that is worry, and to just have faith and know that He's got my back.

He doesn't disappoint, and it's not like He doesn't know what I want and need, and what the plan is. It's His plan! Not at all to encourage becoming idle while we await the promises of God, because maybe it's taking that amount of time- for us to grow our faith and affirm for ourselves what we believe. Or to spend time with Him and build memories of rest in who He is and how He loves us and continue adding to the scrap book of snapshots of the times He was there, when we cried out and He answered and we got the oppourtunity to spend our time waiting in His presence, to remind us where we find peace.

Strength comes through suffering, so if something-money, joy,a job, a way to help a super awesome cause- doesn't come when you want it.

REMEMBER:
God is like Gandalf when it comes to timing: Never early and never late he arrives on our behalf right when he means to be there.
So if you're reading this 1. COOL YOU FOUND MY BLOG THATS SO EXCITING!! 2. I have a gofundme if you wanna help its under- Greece Trip! with a picture of my face and arms if you're weighed down with too much dough 3. Allow God to stir your heart for things and go after them in Faith. He is faithful, never fails, and is consistently there Whom shall I fear? And- Greater is He that's within me that he that is in the world...money's in the world.... Just sayin :)

Until next time (and sorry this got preachy, unless it was helpful then glad I could help :)
Cassie AKA Katz Pajamaz

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just watch this shes amazing!

The Holy Rollerz

Okay. COOL. Blog. Yeah. Alright Story time. #holyrollerz4lyfe

I ride (around school-college- and whatnot) a lime green Penny Brand Nickel board with yellow wheelz. I've been riding since about November and I love it to death! So a friend of mine-Candace- saw how much I love my board and because she's got money to blow went online and bought one too! Her's is the purple with an aztek underside- so one night of many, I'm teaching her how to ride under the cover of darkness and such, because learning can be embarrassing, and I start teaching her about the joys of speed bumps.

*disclaimer* speed bumps are not joyous and are more like a pain in the side

So I'm looking over my shoulder making sure that she takes the plunge and actually goes over it being the watchful encouraging teacher, and am going slow so I can kind of match her speed. My board goes backward and I fall to the ground, not only this but around the corner is a car coming.

....as if it can't just be me falling, but someone had to see and almost run me over in the process....

I get up and I brush myself off, loosing feeling in my butt cheek the entire time, and after stopping to ask if I was alright and speeding away the car is gone. Leaving within the street is me, candace, our boards, and my dignity on the side of the speed hump...This was the night we also started our gang, The Holy Rollerz.

Stories to tell, sleep to get, and dreamz to dream.
Until next time
Cassie aka the Cat's Pajamas