Read at your own risk

There are consequences to everything we do, think, or say. And we are held accountable.

“The secrets of God shall be revealed to all who follow Him. His word is truth and those whose heart is open to Him will receive. Let those who doubt, those who do not believe open their hearts to Him. Yet many will not receive for their hearts have been closed by the deception perpetrated by the father of lies. They accept the lies willingly for their human wisdom is flawed. They shall not receive the kingdom of God for their eyes, ears, and hearts are blinded by the darkness of the world.

The world gives the illusion that God is dead, God is not real, or that God does nothing for them, they are forgotten souls that are on their own. What better lie can the enemy of God perpetrate in a world that is lost!

God, in His glory, came that all shall be saved and yet many reject even that. Come ye who believe and bring forth the truth. God is love and yet through His love there is discipline, justice, punishment, and wrath. He is patient yet will not stand for or accept the excuses of man.

“Follow Me” requires trust and obedience. Lay down, set aside, and reject the philosophies, attitudes, and man’s simple thinking for your eternity is near.”



“Blessed is he who shall eat bread in the kingdom of God!” Luke 14:15

“Then He said to me, “Write, ‘Blessed are those who are called to the marriage supper of the Lamb!'” And He said to me, “These are the true sayings of God.” Rev. 19:9

Relax & enjoy-it’s done.


Gazing down at the cover of my new novel I can’t help but smile and think about the long hours, the loss of sleep, and how consuming writing can be. I feel the satisfaction of having the completed book here in my hands.

I recall the excitement I felt when it was completed, accepted by the publisher, and finally released. It’s kind of weird, when I sit down with the finished product in my hands, and begin reading what the pen has written. It’s as though it’s the first time I’ve read it. It’s different from reading the stack of typed pages, the manuscript. I’m not looking for type-o’s or how this or that needs to be stated differently. I pretend I just brought it home off the book store shelf. I just want to read the story.

Leaning back in the chair and taking in the story it’s as though someone else wrote it and I’m enjoying another’s work. The characters, setting, and plot unfolds leaving me laughing or gasping and wondering what is going to happen next. I feel as though I’m a part of the story, drawn in leaving the world outside my door.

I can’t put it down and finally as I complete the last page and gently close the cover I sit in wonder. Did I really write that? I’m awestruck because I know I didn’t write it alone. Setting the book aside I give all praise, honor, and glory to my Lord and Savior for He is the One who controls my pen.



After Carla’s husband was killed in Iraq, Carla moves to Ivy, a small Georgia beach town, with her   five year old daughter. Hoping for a fresh start and healing of her heart, Carla and Missy enjoy their first few months playing in the waves, building sand castles, and their new home. Suddenly Carla notices a stranger watching her daughter intently. Who is this person and what do they want with her daughter?

  NOVEL      Compelling. Suspenseful. Inspiring.

A mixture of romance, intrigue, Christian values, and subtle tactics of Satan. A story that will keep you on the edge of your seat!

“And let the beauty of the Lord our God be upon us. And establish the work of our hands; Yes, establish the work of our hands.” Ps. 90:17

Author Sue Cass – see “And my pen wrote” post for more of my books.

This book and my others may be purchased in your local book stores nationally,, Barnes and Noble, Tate

Blessings to you. 🙂

Deep drop beyond the swim line


There is a line in life that we all must be careful not to cross. When I prayed, “Lord open my eyes” I was asking Him to open my eyes to what He sees. I didn’t expect what He showed me!

I’ve seen God’s great love. I’ve seen Him heal physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I’ve experienced His everlasting love and all those types of healing in my own life. But what He showed me yesterday left me crying into my pillow last night.

The day started early and was spent with a group of authors gathered together in one large event. I was looking forward to it as I do each year. I walked around the room meeting authors and scanning their books.  I’m an avid reader and usually buy more than I sell.

I was shocked when scanning through the various books and listening to authors expound on their work. Looking at the acknowledgment page of one book the first sentence began, “Thank you God and His Son…” I thought, “Wow. A Christian novel.” Then pages filled with filthy language appeared. “It lends reality to the story” was the author’s justification.

Moving on, the next author explained, “But that’s the way they talk.” A little different slant to the same justification for filthy language.

“Let no corrupt word proceed out of your mouth, but what is good for necessary edification, that it may impart grace to the hearers.” Eph.4:29 seems to have been forgotten.

Yet another author proudly explains his book is about “The people God forgot.” I wanted to scream, “NO! NO! NO! GOD DOES NOT FORGET ANYONE!”

The Lord had me return to my table.  Shaking my head and wondering how these professed Christians can write this stuff I obediently did as He said. Glancing around the room, after perusing just about all the books, left me wondering if there was even one that would please God. I bought nothing.

Upon returning home I was confronted with more of our world. “Be careful what you pray for” comes to mind. The T.V. news announcer states, “Four kindergarden students found performing sex acts in a classroom” left me almost speechless. “A fifteen year old boy asked his grandma to take him to the store. She said, “No” and he proceeded to beat her to death with a baseball bat.” Another T.V. news story tells how a whole town of Christians in Israel are told to convert to a certain religion or be killed.

Tears stream down my cheeks.

We have a government that no more looks to God or obeys His commands than a rock in the middle of a raging river! We’ve removed prayer from schools, we have large organizations that are hell bent on trying to remove God from the face of the earth. We have parents that are more concerned with climbing the corporate ladder or could care less what their children are doing or where they go. Young kids grow up thinking the gang they’ve entered is their answer to an unloving world. Sadly the list could go on and on and on.

I fully realize there is good in this world but what the Lord was showing me was a very small portion of the reality of a fallen world. How did this happen? How does an entire nation, a world, step into such deep waters? There has always been sin since Adam and Eve but times sure seemed to be a whole lot easier back when…. Now? Like an influenza spreading like wild fire, sin has become the norm AND WE HAVE ALLOWED IT TO TAKE ROOT!

Staring at the sign at the edge of the lake, “No lifeguard swim at your own risk.” We have a Life Guard! God, through His Son Jesus Christ. If we have accepted Him as our Savior He is our “life vest” when we step over, or jump head long, into the deep waters of life. He is our “Life Guard!” He is there to rescue us. He is there to warn us of the dangers we are about to step into. There is no logical reason, in my opinion, for anyone to drown in the cesspool of sin this world is seemingly accepting.

Jesus said, “The thief does not come except to steal, and to kill, and to destroy.” The sins of our world are direct acts from the devils influence in people. John 10:10 continues to say, “I have come that that they may have life, and that they have it more abundantly.” Christ is telling us that we can have a better life, a better world, with Him than without Him!

“I am the way, the truth, and the life…” John14:6

“He who has My commands and keeps them, It is he who loves me.” John 14:21


Author Sue Cass – See “And my pen wrote”

Blessings to you. 🙂

Can I forgive?


For some of us there are times, circumstances, or events that have taken place in our lives that are devastating, horrible, or just plain unforgivable. At least we think they are unforgivable. We end up walking around, living our lives with animosity, anger, bitterness, or hatred and our hearts are so heavy from the burden that we feel like an over loaded pack mule climbing a mountain. The weight is so heavy at times we can feel like dropping to our knees and staying put.

That’s exactly where we need to be! On our knees before the Lord God Almighty asking Him to forgive us. Why us if we are the victim? “Do not say, “I’ll pay you back for this wrong!” Wait for the Lord, and He will deliver you.”  Prov. 21:22

My previous post, “Once upon a time…No fairy tale here!” is a testimony of just such circumstances I have lived. For many years I was burdened with a heart filled with hurt and anger. What was done to me for a major portion of my life could be considered unforgivable.

After accepting Christ into my life I began learning about forgiveness. “For if you forgive men when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you.” Matthew 6:14 I wanted my heavenly Father’s forgiveness but that also meant I had to forgive the people who had harmed me. The major one being my earthly father. Ohhhh did I have a problem with that! Forgiving others seemed to be easier and came more quickly but forgiving my father was going to be a long difficult process.

“But love your enemies, do good to them…” Luke 6:35 I took care of my father for many years. I saw that he got to doctors, cleaned his home, I cooked meals and delivered them, and eventually had him in my home for a short time caring for him. I still had not forgiven him and the Lord dealt with me about that.

Once I was able to truly forgive my father and come before the Lord asking His forgiveness it was as though the saddle bags, back packs, and truck loads of hurt and anger that had been my burden for so many years was lifted. For the first time I could look at my father and not despise him. All the glory goes to the Lord for in my humanness forgiveness could not have been given.

No, I don’t have amnesia. I remember what was done and those that have done it. Forgiveness does not mean we forget what was done. It means it doesn’t control us. I have forgiven them all and walk with a free heart. Hurt and anger do not control my life any more. When the enemy, the devil, raises his ugly head, I stomp on it!

Forgiving someone who has cut you off in traffic is much easier than forgiving those who have grievously harmed us. When we are able to forgive it opens our heart and the Lord can work within us and through us. By showing Christ’s love through praying for my father, caring for him and forgiving him, (to his face) my father ended up asking Christ to forgive him and to be his Savior twenty-four hours before he died at eighty-seven years old!


“This is good, and pleases God our Savior, who wants all men to be saved and to come to the knowledge of truth.” 1 Timothy, 2: 2-3

“For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith – and not this from yourselves, it is the gift of God.” Eph. 2:8

Author Sue Cass – See “And my pen wrote”

“Do what!?” I thought the odds were against me.

imagesCAS4IFU6  “You have got to be kidding!” was my reply to the Lord when He said He wanted me to finish my basement making it into a guest house.

How exactly I was going to accomplish that feat was beyond me. It takes money, lots of money to convert a full size basement into living quarters with kitchen, bath, bedroom, and living room. He wants a whole house down there!  “Come on, Lord. I can’t afford that!” “Trust Me” was His reply.

Through references I found an amazing contractor who was willing to work with me step by step. When the jack hammer began tearing through the house foundation   imagesCAHIQP7J

I walked around with ear muffs and really began to wonder if I had really heard right. Was it really the Lord telling me to do this?

Floors were being demolished, Cement piled

walls put up, imagesCA6DXUGQ     plumbing run. imagesCA29W8U3

With the constant banging of hammers, jack hammers rattling windows, and saws buzzing I couldn’t help but wonder if my peace and quiet would ever return.

Then I ran out of money. The piggy bank ran dry! imagesCAGG7K95

“Now what, Lord?” I asked. Again His reply was, “Trust Me.”  But everything came to a stand still. With profuse apologies to my contractor I had to wait for a financial miracle.

Ohhhh but God is faithful. When He calls us to do something He is faithful to supply whatever it is we need. I needed money! Lots more money!

Opening my mailbox I flip through the mail and groan. Bills, bills, and more bills. But wait, what’s this? Quickly opening the envelope I find a letter stating a relative that went to be the Lord recently has left me a monetary inheritance.    imagesCAZMFTJ5   Call the contractor!

We’ve been working for months and now when things start coming together and looking like there’s light at the end of the tunnel, the piggy bank runs dry again! No more hammering or saws buzzing. All is quiet in the basement. I’m disheartened, frustrated, and ready to throw in the towel and be content with what has been accomplished so far. I pray, “Lord, I have no idea where the money for this is going to come from. I know You have been providing but….”

It doesn’t sound like much faith and each time I cry out to Him He understands. I’m the type of person that when I start something I want to get it done and rejoice in the end product. This project is truly testing my need to see the end product.

I have gotten where I hate going to the mailbox. I expect bills, bills, and more bills but today I can once again skip and jump. Instead of having to pay Uncle Sam at tax time, which I always seem to have to do, I’ve gotten a large refund. “Trust Me” takes deeper roots and the construction continues.  I’ve bought my paint and as a way of saving money I begin painting.

I’ve chosen my floor covering and with great pride I begin to start installing it myself. working on the floor Slowly and with great pains I have had to trust the Lord with the finances I need. When the piggy bank runs out I look heavenward and wait for the next bank account infusion. He never failed!

Almost one year to the date of the first nail hammered the basement is complete.


Kitchen, dining room, large pantry, living room, library, bedroom, full bath, laundry room, furnace room with storage. Walking from one room to the next I can hardly believe that this impossible project is done and I’m anxiously awaiting  my first guests. In the natural I saw no way possible to do what the Lord called me to do but, but when the Lord said, “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” (Phil. 4:13) He wasn’t kidding!


“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be known to God; and the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” Phil. 4:6-7

Author Sue Cass

Blessings to you 🙂