What I Really Wanted? Wanted…


What I Really Wanted? Wanted Found Me—The Father Creator Of My Being! He Found Me His Prodigal One. His Little Sheep.

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Sunday, August 20, 2017 at 10:02 pm
Amazing! One spiritual jolt after another! All hoisting me up and up to partake of His love and wisdom from on high big time! I been feeling in the down side. The emotional wave of hardship for Ahmad and I just about drown me, but! Just when I feel the blunt of the pounding of the wave? My LIFE SAVER to the rescue!

Been sleeping big part of the afternoon. Sleep is my refuge when things are in shambles. I woke up feeling not much better than when I went to sleep. Came to the computer still on a daze. I checked my emails. Nothing. Then, suddenly! Denise Roussel added a new photo. Ah! I brighten up. I clicked. Got to the new photo. Clicked and clicked again. Until, I stopped to read:

Denise Roussel
August 6
Sometimes I get stuck in story, of how things have been, should be. I try to have things all figured out. I resist not knowing what the future holds. So I run the movie back again and try to watch what I think and hope the next scene is going to be.
In all this resistance and control, I completely miss what is HERE NOW. What about THIS moment? What does IT have to show me? What feelings want my love and attention NOW? How can I connect with what is present right now?
I am so busy looking OUTSIDE of myself, to the story of my life, my relationships, my life situations to help me understand it all, find completeness, peace, happiness. But I realize that what I REALLY want is A DEEPER RELATIONSHIP WITH MYSELF HERE NOW.
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Thia Basilia Licona Quoting above: “But I realize that what I REALLY want is A DEEPER RELATIONSHIP WITH MYSELF HERE NOW.” Been there. Done that. NO! My child, What I really wanted? Wanted found me–the Father/Creator of my being! He found me! His prodigal one. He found His little sheep. He picked me up. Hoist me to His shoulder and brought me back to His fold. He lovingly set me down…. The little sheep was mangled up. Shivering. all skinned up. He asked me: Why did that little sheep left My fold? I answered: “Because, she heard noises out there and she went to investigate.” He asked again, “Do you think that little sheep has learnt her lesson?” I said, “Yeah…” And I came to and realized, that little sheep was ME! I now live in His Secret Place, resting underneath His everlasting arms. Protected. Care for. Resting and nesting. No fears. No worries. Only fleeting emotions of glee and gloom that dissipate. Those feelings are only waves that come and go and dissipate. I no longer settle in nor of them partake. I let my Father wipe them off. Fleeting emotions no longer affect the eternal me in the Oneness intimacy with my Loving Father/Creator. It is my relationship with my Loving Father/Creator of my being that sets the tone for every other relationship I have, including my new relationship with you, my beautiful little one! I love you with the love of my Yah. Yes, I love you with the love of my Yah. For I see in you the esteem of my Yah. YES! I LOVE U WITH THE LOVE OF MY YAH! 🙂

Phew! What a jolt, O my Father—O Father of mine? What a jolt! Behold! The Power Of Wisdom & Love From On High Descending Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails! It just drenched me big time! Where The emotional wave of hardship for Ahmad and I that just about drown me went? Ha! Just when I feel the blunt of the pounding of the wave? My LIFE SAVER came to the rescue just in time! Hahaha! HalleluYah! What a Loving Father You are, O my Father—O Father of mine!
His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.


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