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Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between Thiabasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Sunday, December 3, 2017 2:02 pm.

We are way into this day. I almost miss recording. I posted. Great response again. Computer crashed and got fixed again. Been with Microsoft Support for quite a few hours.

Microsoft has not any solution to the problem. I am letting go of the matter. If or when the computer crash again?
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A Time And A Season For Everything Under The Sun—The Creator’s Time That Is!

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Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between Thiabasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Saturday, December 2, 2017 at 2:17 am

Father? What’s for this 7th Day of Rest?

Perhaps three hours of sleep did me good, but! O my Father? I continue to hurt. What are You to do for me? I wait for Your timing to heal me.

Thanks for Your grace to sustain and keep me going despite the pain and discomfort. Thanks for the amazing power and strength and wisdom within my being.

It’s now 3:23 am. I just fixed me and drank a mix of coffee, cinnamon, ginger, and honey. It did me good. I feel better.

I will now attempt again to prepare a post following Lorelle’s suggestions. Perhaps, is best to live all sites and folders untouched.

Help me to concentrate on the task You have assigned unto me. I hear Your lovely voice in my head and heart, “Write and publish and optimize. I will do the rest.”

You always lead me in the perfect way accordingly to Your loving will for me and for the rest. You always lead me to do the best.
Onward to my task I’m heading! Title for this post? ‘A Time And A Season For Everything Under The Sun—The Creator’s Time That Is!’

Anticipation more than expectation.

It’s now 12:05 pm. I talked to Ahmad. He is the bearer of good news. I’m anticipating his visit. No need to expect. Whatever I could have expected is now a reality.

What’s going on? More than meets the eye. I posted jus one day as per Lorelle’s suggestion. Great response. Been reading the posts from my new readers.
Several new readers, but! Only one to answer my question, “What’s wrong with me, my Father?” That one is True George.

Answer my question, “What’s wrong with me, my Father?”

Here is my comment in reply to his post:

thiaBasilia
DECEMBER 2, 2017 AT 9:05 AM REPLY

George? Your appearance with this information is simply amazing. It’s coming to me, this whole setup is a counterfeit of the ways of our Father/Creator.

I am familiar with the Illuminate, but! Not nearly as specific as your information. I asked of my Father, “What’s wrong with me?” Now I know.

Nothing is wrong with me, but! The aim of the Powers To Be is to confuse me and the rest of the world. Out of chaos and confusion they emerge victoriously, but! Guess what?

The Ever Existent One–the Almighty Creator of the whole Universe and everything there in including ourselves? HE IS STILL ON HIS THRONE! He is still in control of His creation. He is still in control of our destiny.

Yes. We have sinned. We have disregarded His command not to eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. We continue to gorge ourselves with such knowledge. We abandon Him. We have chosen to worship whatever deity suits us best. We have gone through hell and back looking for love in all the wrong places.

INDEED! Such is the fact about us human beings, but! The Almighty Father/Creator? His wisdom is unfathomable. Despite it all? His plan to restore us to the original intent for our creation–to be loved and love in return is in effect.

But why is this information now coming to surface? His timing. Simple.

I remain in awe of His doings! True George–another angel (messenger) sent to me to expose the counterfeit that has troubled me into thinking something was wrong with me. O what a mighty Yah we serve. 

Wow! Guess what happened again while I was copying this comment to paste it here? The computer crashed and this time? It did not restart on its own. Talking about weird?

Dear Reader, this is nothing to take lightly. What is written in the Scriptures—misnomer the Bible? Take it verbatim! No interpretation. Literal.

Take heed, O take heed! I been gullible up to this point, or? So, I thought myself to be, but! Now I’m waking up, rather, Father is wakening me up to His truth.

As it is written in Ephesians 6? We are not wrestling with flesh and blood—contending only with physical opponents, but against the despotisms, against the powers, against the master spirits who are the world rulers of this present darkness, against the spirit forces of wickedness in the heavenly supernatural sphere.

O but how I have chanted such words in all kinds of ‘prayer meetings’ as well as in private to no avail. Why?

For lack of knowledge of the Father/Creator as per Hosea 4. My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge; because you [the priestly nation] have rejected knowledge, I will also reject you that you shall be no priest to Me; seeing you have forgotten the law of your Creator, I will also forget your children.

It’s now 7:44 pm. This 7th day of rest is ended. Been sleeping for a couple hours. I’m still waiting for Ahmad. He is on his way bearing good news.

Perhaps this news are to begin our way up to the top. Perhaps that’s the reason for the Powers To Be activity to discourage and confuse me. To what end?

To stop me from exposing them. Ah! But! My Father/Creator? He sits on His throne, and! Mocks—laughs at them. Psalms 2. Why?

The Almighty Creator knows the extent of human arrogance and ignorance of Him and His ways. Thus, the humankind sets out to dethrone His Majesty, but!

No one and nothing under or above the sun can accomplish such plot. The Almighty has set the times and the seasons for everything.

Humankind has no power whatsoever to accomplish such feat, but! In ignorance the arrogance of humankind sets up to defy the Almighty. Ridiculous!

Dear Reader, I leave you with that thought in mind. What was to happen is really, really happening now!

That’s It For This Post.

So much to think about. The truth? The moment is frightening, but! Humankind are drunk with the knowledge of good and evil.

It’s impossible for the human to see the horror beyond that veneer of goodness. I’ll report how things continue to develop in my world in the next post. Until then and forever more?

His Love In My Heart For All Remains There To Stay For Eternity, thiaBasilia. 🙂

A Journal One Day At A Time. Today? Nay! Yesterday Must Do For This Day.

I'm Unique and so are you.

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Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between Thiabasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

It’s 11:52 pm. This last day of November is ending. Computer Crashed. No Problem. I Know Now Why. On To Take Care Of The Matter.

Well? I must wait to record after I figured out how to correct the corrupt link causing the computer to crash.

Yesterday…

Friday, December 1, 2017 at 5:52 am.
The first day of the 12th and last month of this 2017 most especial year. What about me, my Father? Am I still on track? Is my focus still set on You?

The main site You inspired me to create is gone! It expired unexpectedly. My server claims I failed to transfer it to them. Too late now. It’s gone!

I fear such was the cause for the instability of the computer. I am investigating how to reduce the number of sites and blogs I have loaded on my server.

It seems to me the Internet like Yourself is something that no one specific person can figure out, but! The Internet is a monster under Your control as is all there is in existence.

There you have it! Reality! You have now led me to re-install the local server MAMP. Next? Move all domains to MAMP except for thia-basilia.com.

Next? Don’t know yet what’s in Your mind, but! I have in mind to delete all folders containing inactive sites and blogs. I wait on You.

No Need To Rush. I Can Wait. I Must Enjoy The Machine’s Performance As It Is Now.

Haven’t got the slightest of what would happen should I decide to mess with things now. Leave it alone. I need to optimize the next post. On to that task now.

Lorelle has given me some great suggestions. I must implement them before my next post. Thanks, my Father for all the angels You send to me.

My request now? I don’t want to go back to my people’s ways. You know the intensity of Your love in my heart for them, but! I cannot disobey You.

I’ll wait until You bring my people back to Your home where they belong. No need to chat and dance around the worldly ways prevailing for the moment.

Your only ask of me to sit still. To wait for Your deliverance. To write and publish and optimize. Thanks for giving the power of Your love to do so.

Set A Guard On My Lips. Take Control Of My Thoughts And Feelings.

O my Father? You always know the thoughts running through my mind. You always know how I feel about all that goes on near and far from me.

You always know how prone I am to express my thoughts and feelings, but! Every time I do so? I get loss and confused. Not knowing whether my behavior is pleasant in Your sight.

What is it that I am so disgusted about? I can hardly bear to think of acting nice and understanding. How can I, my Father, how can I condole the present human spectrum?

How can I smile and go along with the new ‘free’ generation? They are free indeed—free from Your loving control and good will for us.

Could I be in the wrong? Could I be judging and condemning when I have no business in doing so? What is wrong, my Father?

The truth of the matter? Who cares? Who gives a dam about anything I feel, think, do, say? Ah! “You never change! I see you later when you are in a better mood.” That’s from the ones closest to me. The rest?

It’s “Good bye!” at its best. Who cares? Be free! Unconditional love! You want to defy all decency? You want to practice immorality?

Go ahead! Enjoy! I’m glad about you. You free to live your life any way it makes you happy. And so am I! Let’s celebrate! Eat. Drink. Be marry! We are free to be whatever we want to be.

It feels like a slap in the face of decency, but! In the other hand? There are the religious zealots using decency as a weapon.

And the killing goes on. Whether physically or immaterial? With a kiss or with the fist? The killing goes on! Who cares? Who is listening?

Be free! Unconditional love! You want to defy all decency? You want to practice immorality? Go ahead! Enjoy! I’m glad about you. You free to live your life any way it makes you happy. And so am I! Let’s celebrate! Eat. Drink. Be marry! We are free to be whatever we want to be.

Me? What’s Wrong With Me, O My Father, What’s Wrong With Me?
It’s now 3:57 pm. The day is almost gone, and? Nothing has changed. Promises are not kept. Excuses for whatever anyone choses to do or live by.

Perhaps I am talking like a fool because, I know You are working all things for our good. Set a guard on my lips. Take control of my thoughts and feelings. I wait on You.

That’s It For Yesterday. Woke Up Three Hours Later—The Next Day.

Perhaps three hours of sleep did me good, but! O my Father? I continue to hurt. What are You to do for me? I wait for Your timing to heal me.

Until the next post and forever more? His Love In My Heart For All Remains There To Stay For Eternity, thiaBasilia.

What Is The Purpose For This Site/Blog? Can’t Emphasize It Enough–To Expose A Life Meant To Impact The Globe With HOPE….

The Cybernetic World Rebels, But! I Conquer By The Power Of Love From On High! Here I Am Again—That’s Plain!

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The Saga Of The Week Begins Quietly…

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

Wednesday, November 8, 2017 at 10:29 am.

O my Father, how good it feels to sleep! My body needed to catch up. Guess the thing to do now is to study the school’s guide. Very important if I am to improve the optimizing of the blog. I’m on to it.

It’s 10:30 pm. Time to call it quits. Thanks, my Father, I had a full day. Despite the lack of shattering events? Peace and certainty reigns within my being.  Hope for much sleep.

New Day. Renewed Determination….

Thursday, November 9, 2017 at 4:25 am.

May I Persuade You? Go Deep Into My Soul. Deep Into Priceless Pages? Sustenance Your Soul To Keep.

FREE BOOKS: No Catch – No Lock – No Hook – That’s My Outlook! (That’s what I’m going to post in my main site. No link. Not promoting my site at all!)

It’s now 7:34 am. Much progress for better reading the posts You have inspired Your child to publish. All to thank dearest Lorelle’s suggestions.

What is it that I want? What is it that I am determinate about? What is my goal?

By  9:31 am. I find myself reflecting.

Father? I have floundered my life away not knowing, ‘What is it that I want?’ But You know it. After all these years of walking in Your Presence? Your answer is now clear to me.

Little by little, through the years You have been revealing the matter to me. Indeed! You have chosen to reveal the matter to me through the many successful personalities arriving on my inbox on the daily basis.

This morning? The answers to those three unanswered questions popped into my mind. What triggered such answers? Listening to dear Derek Murphy.

Derek has been instrumental in Your hands to dig deep into my being for my motives. Statements like, “pretending not wanting to make money with our books is a distasteful hypocrisy”.

How true. Derek’s statement hit home with me. The last thing I want in my life is hypocrisy of any kind, but! The truth? I need money. Regardless, my books cannot be sold.

My books are meant to freely give to all what I freely got for myself. No other way around, but! In my human mentality? My logic does not add up with my Father/Creator’s plan for me.

That’s why I have published some of my books in Amazon. That’s why have I placed a link to Amazon in hope for all to buy those books. The truth? That’s part of my learning curve for what to do or not to do.

What is coming for me to do now? Take the books off the market. Re-titled them. Wait. My Father shall direct me on the next step. All is well with my soul now.

To continue later!

Bipolar Depression Schizophrenia? What’s Your Label?

What Is The Purpose For This Blog?

To Expose A Life Meant To Impact The Globe With Hope….

His Love In My Heart For All Remains There To Stay For Eternity, Thiabasilia.

In The Beginning There Was Chaos. Then Came The 7th Day Of Rest…

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Progress. Indeed Progress Of The Best Kind—Spiritual Progress! Let’s Get Into It, Shall We?
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Journal—An ongoing dialog between thiaBasilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Monday, November 6, 2017 at 3:48 am.

Definitely, my Father, most definitely Your progress within me it’s now obvious. From the chaos of the beginning to the rest of the 7th Day! What an amazing In-Between. My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story….

It’s now 5:55 pm. O my Father, where did my day go? At 5 am this morning I got the phone call from Ahmad. His daughter is in the hospital waiting to give birth to a second child.

From that hour on? Suspense. Baby is born. Ahmad goes to work. Nothing expected to be done today is done. Another day of waiting. Waiting for what?

That’s the problem. Waiting for things to happen could become a stumbling block for anyone, but! when I stumble? You quickly pick me up. What a blessing!

Waiting for things to happen is different than waiting on You. Right now? I can’t keep my eyes opened. It’s now, 6:50 pm.

O my Father? You know my problem persists. Show me Your solution. It’s now 9:06 pm. Slept for a couple of hours. Wake up? No much change. The situation is still with me. What situation?

Hum! The situation with my body and what and when I eat. The situation between Ahmad and myself. Nothing change. Letting minor things aggravate me because I don’t feel good. I blame it all on not having the right things to eat? Nonsense!

It’s all nonsense. Temporary frustrations. Nothing earth-shattering and of any relevance with Your plan of restoration to the original intent for my creation.

You know it all, my Father. I’ll go work in my graphics. That takes my silly mind off all these inconsequential matters.

Ah! Before I do anything else I need to post in Lorelle WordPress School. Onwards I am going. Thanks for the reminder, my Father.

The Next Day…

Tuesday, November 7, 2017 at 8:48 am.

As it turned out I could not finish posting. The computer went off again. This time? I did not restart it. I went ahead and turned it before I signed in.

I did one thing or the other around my place. Eventually I went to sleep for a couple of hours. I do not remember all that I did before I went to sleep until around 3 am.

I worked on my homemade shampoo. I cleaned up here and there. I took a shower and washed my hear with new shampoo. I ate my breakfast.

At last? I turned on the computer. Checked emails. Nothing important. Suddenly! The weekly reports showed up. That’s when I realized it was Tuesday. On Tuesday? I get all the Weekly posts from all my followers. A  long list of emails.

That’s my life. No earthly shattering events it seems like it. Another Tuesday? Will see. For the moment, I am to sleep again.

It’s now 10:21 am. Did not sleep. Instead, been looking into home remedies to help my body. Now? I am doing some cooking. Will try to work in Lorelle WordPress School. Hopefully there is nothing wrong with the connection from my computer to the school’s site. We’ll see.

1:53 PM sleep overtaking me. Yazeed came bearing some needed staples. Finally? Sleep.

Woke up at 6 pm. Working on my About Us page. Will add that page to the menu in Lorelle WordPress School. Then? Will post these entries? Maybe.

It’s now 7:17 pm. Things in my life are the way they are supernaturally and, things shall remain supernatural until the end. Why?

Ha! Dear Reader, I live in the natural most of my 78 years on this planet. I was miserable. Then? A radical change took place within me in 1985. A spiritual encounter. My transformation began.

In The Beginning There Was Chaos….Then Came The 7th Day…

Since then? Progress. Indeed Progress Of The Best Kind—Spiritual Progress!
I found out how possible and easy it is to live supernaturally, but! It did not happen overnight. What began in 1985 culminates in 2017.

Now, to clarify. When one lives supernaturally, one no longer needs to worry about anything! The Father/Creator lives supernaturally. He brought me into His supernatural existence. He did the work, not me.

He aims to bring all His children likewise to end the insanity of our natural life. It is really a simple matter, but! It MUST be done in the Father/Creator’s time.

None of our efforts to get there really work, but! When the Father/Creator does the work? It really, really works.

In 1985, the Father/Creator commissioned me to journal my life. Now I understand why He did that. He is using my journal to demonstrate His amazing work within my being.

Suddenly! This 2017 year? Wow! The blogging world at my disposal—the message travels swiftly through the waves of the Net. Destination? Your heart and mind—how ‘bout that?

In awe of His doings? I wait for whatever is next in those doings of the Father/Creator.

Here is the next to close this post….

Wednesday, November 8, 2017 at 4:37 am.

Wow! Thanks, my Father! I’m getting to sleep long stretches at a time. My body needs that sleep and You know it. The computer quit again in the middle of my work. Where was I, my Father?

Ah! I was in the process of posting. This time? I heard that voice in my head/heart, “Maybe it is not the right time to post.” It came to me to close the computer before I signed in.

I closed and disconnected the computer. I fixed me some eats. I ate. I went to bed to sleep. After a few minutes before I fell asleep? I woke up laughing big time. Don’t quite remember what I was laughing about. I turned and went back to sleep until around 4 am! How ‘bout that?

Now what, my Father? I think I was laughing at my ways in the natural. I talk fictitiously a lot of times. My family and friends in the USA know that. They simply pick my meaning and go on.

But here in Jordan? I don’t speak the language. Their English is somewhat limited. Regardless, the bond of love is beyond the language barrier. We communicate in the long run.

In the meantime? It really amuses me to see Ahmad and my new family here in Jordan knock themselves out to fulfill my most outlandish of requests.

Only my amusement turns into frustration when I cannot make them understand that whatever I requested was exactly the opposite of what I needed.

Well? O my Father, O Father of mine! You are so clever! Suddenly! All things are leveling out. We are coming to terms with the matter and laughing about it.

So much comical material among ourselves. Will be of much use in the process of the plan of restoration to the original intent for our creation.

Great! Is coming to me to add this entry to the post. I’ll do. Hopefully the computer stays put until I finish the task.
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

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This Is What I Need To Share With Ye All This Time. Earth Shattering For Sure!

 

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

Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 10:52 am.

Father? The computer is not fixed. It did it again—went off without warming. I will turn it off. I will uninstall my second hard drive G. Maybe that has become a problem.

Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 1:00 pm.

Father? You are in control. Show me the way to get help to fix the computer. I need to describe the problem.

View basic information about your computer  (Here I inserted the basic info about the comp. boring subject. lol)

It’s now 3:26 pm. Waiting to see if problem repeats. I did not sleep earlier. I will now go to sleep. Here is 7:35 pm. No ‘go’ to sleep. Instead? I got shook up about something and wrote the following.

Father? Thanks for taking control of these emotions of mine. You know how discouraging it is to think the best only for the worst to happen.

The computer seem to be fixed. I will turn it off for a while. Don’t know what to do next. I wait on You. I know it will come to me what to do as I go along.

I think I wound up in bed and slept at last. A long time I slept.

Came The Next Day.

Sunday, November 5, 2017 at 2:40 pm.

Well, I been up since around 4 am this morning, but! Been working on the cleaning and rearranging of the computer setup in the apartment.

I came back to record it all around 11 am but! The computer faulted again, and! Poof went my unsaved work!

Father? You know all about these situations that come my way. Sure enough, I been looking to recuperate the unsaved lines to no avail. Will I ever learn? Perhaps, Your lead was not the way I was going?

Talk to me my Father, talk to me. I need to hear Your lovely voice from within, but! Now my back is hurting big time, I think I need to talk to Ahmad about getting me some herbs but he does not answer the phone. I’ll try to sleep. Perhaps You’ll talk to me in a dream.

It’s now 6:20 pm.

So thankful I remain, my Father, and! You know it. This morning, I lost what I had started. I asked to hear Your voice. I went to sleep hoping to hear from You in a dream.

Well, it did not happen. You did not speak to me in a dream. I slept from around 3 pm until around 5 pm. Ha! I still hurt but! Not as much, and! Automatically, began to take care of unfinished chores.

Of course, while I do chores? Your thoughts come to me. I finally got around to the shoes I needed to clean. I completed one task in the kitchen. I fixed a cup of tea.

I came to the computer. I pulled this journal. I went to the Net to copy Lorelle’s so especial reply. In the process? When I clicked to finish selecting the text, poof! The computer quit me again!

This time? It came to me. The old mouse I was using is damaged. Try the new mouse again. When the computer started? I changed the mouse. I waited until the computer reset it. Something I did not do before.

When the computer finished the reset? I began to use the mouse. This time the new mouse is working fine. O but how I hope the problem is solved. If not? You will show me what to do, I am sure.

Dear Reader, wasn’t that an earth-shattering piece of information? I figure it would captivate your attention for sure! O well, just figuring. Lol

But, why I insist in keeping you informed about all the insignificant details of my daily existence? Ha! That’s what I was thinking about when I was doing chores.

The reason came to me. How? The more I publish these minute details in thousands of words? The more you all shoot me an ‘awesome’.

Sometimes? I think you are just humoring me, but then again? I got my first solid positive critique from a professional. I tell you? I wanted to cry for joy!

Father? You are so clever! All these years You have been preparing me for this epic year of 2017, but! It’s already November, no big ending has come to pass.

  • I thought You had missed it somewhere along the line. Silly me! When will I cease contemplating such preposterous possibilities? Your promises. Your doings. Your ways?
  • Totally way over my silly mind, but! That does not perturb You in the least. Despite my silliness? You continue to fulfill Your plan of restoration for the original intent of my creation. What a marvel!

Dear Reader, know what? We were created to be loved and to love in return, but! I have never really understood the meaning of that sentence. The truth?

The concept about love ingrained in my mind from birth until death do I part? WRONG! Not really a clue of the deep meaning of such love as the love of our Creator—the love of our Creator for us human beings—His created children.

Clueless I remained perhaps until this moment, but! Little by little, incident by incident? Father demonstrates His love to me.

There you have it, dear reader. That’s why all the details that you all find ‘awesome’! Anyhow? Father sent me to Lorelle WordPress School. For what?

To get me His diploma, I guess. After the following critique of my website? I believe to be on my way to graduation already! Hahaha! The truth? My head is about to explode! Mainly out of amazement with our Father’s doings.

Lorelle VanFossenOwner

+thiaBasilia Licona excellent! However, it’s hard to read when I’m greeted with explanations and excuses. Dump those and get to the point. Your writing and thoughts are brilliant and we want those, not a warning that this is a long pot. Kills the mood. Lol.

I’m having trouble reading and tracking your posts. I understand that you are writing in a journal format, but you have multiple days in a single post. I recommend that it is broken up by dates, with one per post, to make it easier to follow. You also have huge blocks of bold and italic, which are both very hard to read. You probably haven’t gotten to that part in my tutorials, but it’s important to understand about readability and how to make the process be enjoyable for the reader as well as for the writer.

Your use of images is great. I’m not finding the about or the contact page. And these come very early in the lessons. Keep working on it. You started out fantastic. Keep going

Dear Reader, would I had found this school before? Lorelle would not quite been able to appreciate the content of the site, much less give me such outstanding feedback on the site.

The same reason why, in the past? I did not get as many readers as the content of the blog is meant to get, but! By now Father has seen to it that I get the skills that it takes to craft an article.

Furthermore? In the past, I had no direction, no structure, but! In the present? Father been sending to me great writers with free tutorials on the writing craft.

That’s why in the last few weeks? I became aware of the problem, but! I did not know how to define or correct my problem. Lorelle’s valuable input defines in my mind what I already knew to be wrong but! Did not know how to define it as to correct it. Now I know.

So? Watch out my dear Reader, watch out! From this post on? I’ll bend over backwards to make your reading 100% readable. Really? Well, the least I can do is to do away with the bold. Will see.

In the meantime? The best I can do right now? Some chopping. Be thinking about how to use Lorelle’s valuable suggestions.

It’s now 11:59 pm. The midnight hour has arrived. I will now go to sleep. I’ll post this when I wake up in a couple hours.

What is the purpose for this blog?

To Expose A Life Meant To Impact The Globe With HOPE….

“Fear not. I did not set you up for you to make an impact in this world. I set you up to impact the world with the work I do in your heart at all times.” Said the Creator to thiaBasilia.

The ways of mankind are insane, troublesome, heavy loads imposed on each one of us. Indeed! This world is ridden with insanity.

Insanity Affect Us All!

What is the key to Abolish Insanity?

The Secret key to Abolish Insanity? It’s in my Journal. Read on and on until you find that Secret key to Abolish Insanity to avail you for eternity.

His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.

This Is What I Learned About Myself And My Doings. Memories.

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Friday, November 3, 2017 at 9:26 am.

Memories. O my Father! How awesome You are. And how real and practical. Nothing at all as I learned in the past.

Inspired and well-meaning pastors, teachers, leaders of exemplary lives, humble, committed to Your service, yet! Unable to empower me to abandon all and follow Yahushua.

Worse yet, unable to resolve the insurmountable heap of emotional disturbance within my being. Countless meetings. Countless inspired sermons. Countless consecrations. Countless attempts to apply such wonderful inspired words. Countless confessions of faith. Healing ministry. Deliverance ministry. Money. Faithful to my pastors. Tithes. All to no avail. I remained ambling the isles of so many halls asking for guidance.

Was it the fault of my pastors and teachers? No, it was not. The truth? We have been programmed to believe certain ways and principles even before our birth. What on earth is wrong with that?

O but how subtle this program in our minds stagnate us spiritually. What am talking about? I am talking about the myriad of teachers going forth with their teachings nowadays.

Yes, those are what they are, inspired talks. What do we do? How we take these talks? In fact, what do we do with the words written in the Scriptures, or Bible?

We knock ourselves out to perform in our lives in accord with those words. Before we know it? Week after week we sit at the foot of such inspired teacher.

Week after week, month after month, year after year we become hypnotized by this one individual. We live and breathe by the same line this one breathes.

Next? Comes the proselyting. We wish all people to hear this inspired one. Before you know it? Thousands are flocking to get a piece of the action.

What happens to that ‘inspired teacher’? You find the answer here, it is written.

Daniel 11:32-35 AMPC+

(32)  And such as violate the covenant he shall pervert and seduce with flatteries, but the people who know their Almighty Yahuwah shall prove themselves strong and shall stand firm and do exploits [for Almighty Yahuwah].

(33)  And they who are wise and understanding among the people shall instruct many and make them understand, though some [of them and their followers] shall fall by the sword and flame, by captivity and plunder, for many days.

(34)  Now when they fall, they shall receive a little help. Many shall join themselves to them with flatteries and hypocrisies.

(35)  And some of those who are wise, prudent, and understanding shall be weakened and fall, [thus, then, the insincere among the people will lose courage and become deserters. It will be a test] to refine, to purify, and to make those among [Almighty Yahuwah’s people] white, even to the time of the end, because it is yet for the time [Almighty Yahuwah] appointed.

Again in my inbox? Email from Joel. This time Joel is promoting a book that inspired him. The author of the book makes this flamboyant claim,

Because I am a follower of Jesus, I have a giant example that essentially makes it impossible for me to miss my purpose.  My purpose in life is to live like Jesus, talk like Jesus, treat people like Jesus did, have compassion like Jesus did, love people like Jesus did.  What I actually do for a living is secondary to who I am and where I am headed.  That is an important distinction to make in this life. 

What? Why do I call it flamboyant? For goodness sake, thiaBasilia, what is wrong with such claim? I is it not the same claim you make? NAY! My purpose in life is not because I am a follower of ‘Jesus’. and? I hear that inner voice,

“You see it, My child? Do You see now why I let you experience all the inspired waves that I sent your way? Do you see now how I have plucked you out from among such inspired teachers? Yes, they are Mine. Yes, they speak truth, and? Yes, they will fall, but! NO! You are not to be concerned about their fate. Go on. You follow Me.”

Friday, November 3, 2017 at 3:43 pm.

O thanks, my Father! The computer is working beautifully. Only I must buy a new mouse, but! I can afford that. No problem.

I am now heading to the family for dinner. Another blessed day! Blessed be Your name forever!

Friday, November 3, 2017 at 9:10:12 pm.

Had a delightful meal. Been back since around 9 pm. Had excellent communication with Ahmad. Now we are in the same page. Now we wait together at last! I am now going to sleep.

Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 12:11 am.

Did you hear my scream? The stabbing pain hit my brain with vengeance! A leg cramp. How why? What did I eat or not eat to cause such agonizing pain?

I haven’t got the slightest, but! You do my Father. You know. You know. You know. So what gives? Wait. Wait. Wait. Comes the voice in my head and heart.

Father? How real You are. How amazingly loving. How wise. Fully awaken. I shake my leg. I get up. Shake my leg quickly. The cramp subsides. I walk to the kitchen. In my hand I hold the cup.

I think of Andrea. Mustard, she tells me. I think, mustard is basically turmeric. I place half teaspoon of turmeric. Half teaspoon of ginger. I fill the pot with filtered water.

I boil the mixture for a minute or so. I pour it in the cup. All the while I am thinking, thinking, thinking. I let the drink set for a minute. I test the water temp. I add two teaspoons of honey in the mug. I savor the mixture.

I begin to feel much better. Not a trace of the cramp. I head to my inbox. Ah! Let me see what my sis is up to. Wow! Here is my comment.

My sis, been a while since we touch. Life. Up. Down. All around. Father knows. No matter how much it hurts. No matter what pathetic expletives we throw at Him? No matter. His embrace tightens around us! He won’t let go of us! He knows. He knows.

What are we to do? How can we praise Him in such horrid times? How can we trust when the hurt is at its peak? No way! He knows. He knows. He knows.

Wait. Wait. Wait comes the voice in our heads and hearts. WAIT! HOW LONG? Wait. Wait. Wait. The voice insists. Wait. Wait. Wait. Soon the DOOR shall open wide for you, for each one who waits on ME!

Much love, my sis. thiaBasilia. 🙂 End of comment.

Now what, my Father? Ah! Little by little You are formulating Your plan in my head and heart. I see. In awe of Your doings I remain. Let it rain. Let it flow my brain.

Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 2:22 am.-5:52 am.

I need to go back to sleep. I expect this to be one of the best 7th Day of Rest in a while. The last post was a hit with more likes than the previous one.

Your children are beginning to stir in my midst. And me? I wait. I wait. I wait until You deem necessary for me to wait.

Ahmad? Much laughter and fun at my expense. No pride left in me. Shamelessly, I talked about my foolishness in asking for a British husband. He laughed about it before, but now? He roared in laughter.

All the time? He’s been knowing he is the MAN to represent my Father for the rest of my days until Yahushua’s return. What a blessed moment we shared last night.

The epic of the moment? The revelation. The money shall come to Ahmad. It shall come from one person. This person has been watching Ahmad’s unique and amazing ways with the public.

Something that Father hinted to me several times, but! Now? It’s official. We wait. We wait. We wait. With patience and composure, we wait.

Dear Reader, there is a passage of Scripture that I have quoted to my own self and to others repeatedly, but! I been quoting amidst.

Didn’t really know the deep meaning of such glorious words. Today? This moment? His inner voice is whispering such words to me. Those words are now a living reality. I hear,

But what of that? For I consider that the sufferings of this present time (this present life) are not worth being compared with the esteem that is about to be revealed to us and in us and for us and conferred on us!

For even the whole creation (all nature) waits expectantly and longs earnestly for Our Creator’s sons to be made known waits for the revealing, the disclosing of their sonship.

For the creation (nature) was subjected to frailty (to futility, condemned to frustration), not because of some intentional fault on its part, but by the will of Him Who so subjected it—yet with the hope that nature (creation) itself will be set free from its bondage to decay and corruption and gain an entrance into the esteemed freedom of Our Creator’s children.

We know that the whole creation of irrational creatures has been moaning together in the pains of labor until now.

And not only the creation, but we ourselves too, who have and enjoy the firstfruits of the Set Apart Spirit a foretaste of the blissful things to come groan inwardly as we wait for the redemption of our bodies from sensuality and the grave, which will reveal our adoption (our manifestation as Our Creator’s sons).

For in this hope we were saved. But hope the object of which is seen is not hope. For how can one hope for what he already sees?

But if we hope for what is still unseen by us, we wait for it with patience and composure.

So too the Set Apart Spirit comes to our aid and bears us up in our weakness; for we do not know what prayer to offer nor how to offer it worthily as we ought, but the Spirit Himself goes to meet our supplication and pleads in our behalf with unspeakable yearnings and groanings too deep for utterance.

And He Who searches the hearts of men knows what is in the mind of the Set Apart Spirit what His intent is, because the Spirit intercedes and pleads before Our Creator in behalf of the saints according to and in harmony with Our Creator’s will.

We are assured and know that Our Creator being a partner in their labor all things work together and are fitting into a plan for good to and for those who love Our Creator and are called according to His design and purpose.

For those whom He foreknew of whom He was aware and loved beforehand, He also destined from the beginning foreordaining them to be molded into the image of His Son and share inwardly His likeness, that He might become the firstborn among many brethren.

And those whom He thus foreordained, He also called; and those whom He called, He also justified (acquitted, made righteous, putting them into right standing with Himself). And those whom He justified, He also esteemed raising them to a heavenly dignity and condition or state of being.

What then shall we say to ALL this? If Our Creator is for us, who can be against us? Who can be our foe, if Our Creator is on our side?

He who did not withhold or spare even His own Son but gave Him up for us all, will He not also with Him freely and graciously give us all other things?

Who shall bring any charge against Our Creator’s elect when it is Our Creator Who justifies that is, Who puts us in right relation to Himself? Who shall come forward and accuse or impeach those whom Our Creator has chosen? Will Our Creator, Who acquits us?

Who is there to condemn us? Will Messiah Yahushua, Who died, or rather Who was raised from the dead, Who is at the right hand of Our Creator actually pleading as He intercedes for us?

Who shall ever separate us from Messiah’s love? Shall suffering and affliction and tribulation? Or calamity and distress? Or persecution or hunger or destitution or peril or sword?

Even as it is written, For Thy sake we are put to death all the day long; we are regarded and counted as sheep for the slaughter.

Yet amid all these things we are more than conquerors and gain a surpassing victory through Him Who loved us.

For I am persuaded beyond doubt (am sure) that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor things impending and threatening nor things to come, nor powers,

Nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of Our Creator which is in Messiah Yahushua our Master!

In awe of His doings, I close this post.

His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.