Chapter IV of, The Family—A True Story. What is there to talk about in this chapter? Ha! Tears wiped away. Death shall be no more, neither ….WOW!

….neither shall there be anguish (sorrow and mourning) nor grief nor pain any more, for the old conditions and the former order of things have passed away? You will find His answer to that so ever heavy question in Chapter 4.

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

Out of my Cocoon. What did I heard….?

It’s still Friday, February 23, 2018 at 1:53 pm.

Father? I’m making progress. I will now turned off the computer. Unplug it. Take a break. Then? I’ll go at it again. Thanks for Your leading.

Saturday, February 24, 2018 at 1:52 am.

O well! Indeed! O My Father—O Father Of Mine? Indeed! You are leading all the way. I just woke up. I heard:

The Father/Creator will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and death shall be no more, neither shall there be anguish (sorrow and mourning) nor grief nor pain any more, for the old conditions and the former order of things have passed away. [Isa_25:8; Isa_35:10]

A heavy, heavy question came to mind—who does not want to come to a Father willing and able to wipe away every tear from our eyes; and death shall be no more, neither shall there be anguish (sorrow and mourning) nor grief nor pain any more, for the old conditions and the former order of things have passed away? You will find His answer to that so ever heavy question in Chapter 4.

Sunday, February 18, 2018 at 2:01 pm.

This Chapter Is About The Present Developments in my life ….

Father? I need to dump on You. The way things are developing in the last couple of days between Ahmad and myself? It throws me into a loop.

I know You are in control of every minute detail of my life. I have come to the point of no return to the ways of my past, but!

I still have to deal with my human nature and its actions and reactions. At the moment I find myself deliberating on the issues at hand.

This sort of deliberation is what I wish to dump on You. I have relinquished to You all that is consider to be my rights or whatever I am entitled to as a human being.

My rights? What I am entitled to?

Yes, as a human being I have my rights. As a victim of an injustice I am entitled to restitution, but! No need to deliberate at all.

As I am dumping this deliberating on You? Your written words are coming to life within my being. As You give life to those words You also empower me to act as per Your Word.

Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave the way open for the Father/Creator’s  wrath; for it is written, Vengeance is Mine, I will repay (requite), says the Master. [Deu_32:35]

But if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals upon his head. [Pro_25:21-22]

Do not let yourself be overcome by evil, but overcome (master) evil with good.Romans 12:19-21.

Your Word is a lamp unto my feet now, but! It was not so before, why? Before I quoted Your Word from my understanding as I so fit to do. Now?

You know it, my Father—I only quote Your Word as You apply it to my moment. Why am I quoting these words right now?

It’s Your leading in respect to my dumping my deliberations on what to do with my present circumstances between Ahmad and myself.

Wow! Power. Wisdom. The sadness in my soul? Welcome! Went under the covers and let His sadness release. I slept until 10 pm.

It’s now Monday, February 19, 2018 at 12:34 am. The next day. What did I do since 10 pm? I shared Your doings within my heart with Denise, Roxana, and Pat.

All in line with Your leading, O my Father. I am now going back to bed, I think? Maybe I’ll work on my new graphic before I go back to bed.

A new day. A new week. A fresher attitude….

Monday, February 19, 2018 at 6:01 am.

A new day. A new week. A fresher attitude. Constant/steady change upwards. Settling in the still waters of Your Presence in my soul as it is in the heavens. What a life to live!

Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all stays there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.


What is with our minds? Are we about to arrive at the end of our pursuit for that elusive happiness….?

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

Thursday, February 22, 2018 at 11:23 am.

Up and down the mind goes!

Father? You know my will is set to abide in You, but! I am a human being. I have to live in this insanity ridden world. Show, lead me, open my eyes, unplug my ears, what am I asking my Father?

One day I am so sure and certain. The next day? The day when the rain falls. The day when all things that can go wrong, go wrong. That day? O my Father, I lose my certainty, or, do I?

I have not been inclined to post since the 19th, and? Not inclined to post just yet. Lots is going on with my computer and my task to optimize

Things that were no problem before, now? Big trouble. I can’t figure out what’s causing the problem. Thus I can’t figure out how to fix it.

It’s now 10:31 pm. been sleeping. O my Father? You know what goes on. I’m so uncomfortable. Nothing seems to be working, but! Nothing is like it seems to be.

I might go back to sleep. I’ll see if the MAMP installation works this time. If not I’ll go back under the covers. I wait on You.

Friday, February 23, 2018 at 3:22 am.

What’s with our minds….?

Another day. Another week is gone, O my Father! In  fact? This second month of 2018? Is about to go with the wind. It shall be no more, therefore!

A long way we have come from the beginning. Are we about to arrive at our final destination?

What is with our minds? Are we about to arrive at the end of our pursuit for that elusive happiness? Would that be the aim ingrained in our minds?

I sense, big time that it is so. The happy faces. The ringing laughter. The blasting flames of pain. The agony of defeat? It all is at its peak.

So many words written. So many words spoken. So many ideas. So many theories. So many dead end roads. Staggering dissolutions. Imaginations.

What Is Man That You Should Be Mindful Of Him?

(Job 7:17 AMPC+)  What is man that You should magnify him and think him important? And that You should set Your mind upon him? [Psa 8:4]

(Job 15:14 AMPC+)  What is man, that he could be pure and clean? And he who is born of a woman, that he could be right and just?

(Psalms 8:4 AMPC+)  What is man that You are mindful of him, and the son of [earthborn] man that You care for him?

(Psalms 144:3 AMPC+)  Master, what is man that You take notice of him? Or [the] son of man that You take account of him? [Job 7:17; Psa 8:4; Heb 2:6]

What are we, O my Father, what are we? Such an array of diversity. Such a bunch of discontented souls. Never satisfied. Never yet arrived. What are we, my Father?

Your Family—Your Intent For Our Creation. Your Lost Family In Restoration….?

In the tears of yesterday? Comes the strength of today.

The Family Unit? The strength of eternity.

The Plan Of Restoration To The Original Intent For Our Creation Is In Effect — To Be Loved. To Love. To be perfect.

Behold! The Power Of Love & Wisdom From On High Drenched Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails!

Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all stays there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. 🙂


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Feeling so proud…..thank you so much all my followers / readers for their confidence in me

Proud Achievement !!!

In this Season of Love, proud to be nominated in Blogging community with not 1 or 2, but 5 awards !!!

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Chapter III To Continue The Saga Of The Mother In The Family—A True Story.

Indeed! Sadness. So often the Sadness is so intense, but! I quickly run to my Father to inquire, and? Quickly comes my Father’s reply:

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

Saturday, February 17, 2018 at 9:24 pm.

Your Presence sustains me come gloom or glee….!

Thanks, O my Father! No words to express my gratitude even while I am so cold that I can hardly type, but! Your Presence sustains me come gloom or glee!

I’m going on to edit and format Chapter III. That is if I don’t fall asleep in front of the screen. What a life! No problem. Just jolt myself awake enough to crawl in my cozy bed. Lol!

Sunday, February 18, 2018 at 5:41 am.

Ha! I did crawl in my cozy bed several times, why? I would wake up. I would try to continue my task to no avail. Back to crawl in my cozy bed until 4:45 am.

The still waters of Your Presence in my being came to mind….

I woke up and? I just laid there under my warm covers. I felt my body with thanksgiving in my heart. The still waters of Your Presence in my being came to mind.

The scene for the background in all You give me to record? Quite suitable to convey such Presence to the readers. What should the legend be?

Several legends came to mind. I got up. I fixed and ate my meal. I came to the computer.

Ha! Denise added a new picture in Facebook. I clicked to view it….

Quote: “Very quickly Sadness spoke up, “I AM.” Wow! What a message for my moment of deliberating on the legend for the background. Perhaps?

The still waters of the Great I AM Present in my soul. Come to His Presence all ye who are heavy laden with the cares of the insane world driving all to its insanity. Come. Rest….

Indeed! Sadness. So often the Sadness is so intense, but!

I quickly run to my Father to inquire, and? Quickly comes my Father’s reply:

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Pause. Reflect. Could it be My child you are sensing My sadness? Could it My child that I do inhabit the praises from My children but My children do not inhabit in Me?

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, pause and reflect on the difference between your past considerations and aberrations and your present stand under My direction & control. Do you see your former self in all of these people? Do you realize now how, even though you had all of these people’s approval and admiration you were not satisfied? Do you see now the cause of all of your mental disorders? And, most important, do you see the difference between ‘good’ and ‘genuine’?”

Ah! O my Father—O Father of mine, I most certainly do! Most certainly I see it. I was ‘good’, perhaps my people considered me even better than the average ‘good’, so? They admired, they sought my company, they helped me. Me? In my part I reciprocated. Ha! That was the good Christian ‘good’ life of, Church attendance, Bible studies, abiding by all the rules of tithing, supporting one’s pastor, helping the poor, the orphans and the widows, witnessing to save souls, teaching or rather imposing such system in one’s children. Phew!

That was my ‘good’ life and testimony of how You, O my Father—O Father of mine, had brought me from a sordid past to an exemplary at that time present. What was wrong with that, O my Father—O Father of mine?

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, what do you see now about your ‘good’ life? Did I, at any time called you to be ‘good’? Or, at all times, did I not commanded you to be ‘perfect’ as I am perfect? How am I perfect? In My perfection, do not I deal with you in ways not good at all in the judgement of mankind? Do not I deal bad things to my good & righteous man? So, does My perfection equates to goodness in your understanding of goodness? Not at all. Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, you are on to a good start.

I pause and reflect, O my Father—O Father of mine, I see, yes I see.

  • Goodness is a one sided attitude opposite to badness.
  • Perfection encompasses many sides.
  • Goodness is finite, it comes to an end.
  • Perfection is infinite, it never ends. Goodness is temporal. Perfection is eternal.
  • Man can achieve goodness.
  • Perfection is not achieved by any human effort.
  • Perfection is inherited from Your nature.
  • Perfection is not a human achievement.
  • Perfection is Your achievement in us.
  • Wow! What a good start.

O my Father—O Father of mine? If only I could pass on this interchange with You to all my former ‘good’ friends and relatives?

If only … Ah! What’s the sense in all my ‘if onlyies’? If only this or that only means I am looking for my own edification.

  • You are in control. No ifs. No doubts. In due time? You will do whatever needs to be done to get Your children, to get my people’s attention. I wait on You with patience & composure & hope.

Will share what comes next in the next post. Perhaps. Meantime and until the next post?

His love in my heart for you and for all stays there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. 🙂


Chapter 2 To Continue The Saga Of The Mother In The Family—A True Story.

In that mental ward? I heard: “My People Perishes For Lack Of Knowledge or Understanding Of My Ways. You are here to learn. In the future your experience shall avail many.”

In Retrospect? My Parents Were Moral, Religious People ….

My parents were moral and religious people, with good intentions, and high moral standards. And they did love us.

Nevertheless, I will make the following statements based on what the Spirit of the Father/Creator has revealed to me in my latter days.

Explosive Revelation! My People Perishes For Lack Of Understanding Of My Ways….?

It was towards the end of 1985. I had suffered a total mental breakdown for the second time. Shivering and Clad with a blanket a kind worker had placed of my shoulders? I paced the mental ward in a public hospital in New Orleans, LA.

Shivering I paced along many others, some of them holding on to opened Bibles. Chanting. Smoking. Even cursing I watched, strangely? Undisturbed. It was then when I heard:

My People Perishes For Lack Of Knowledge or Understanding Of My Ways. You are here to learn. In the future your experience shall avail many.

That all happened some 33 years ago, and? As I am editing this chapter from my Autobiography, My Teacher reminds me of that incident to prick your interest on how things are developing since that time.

Lack Of Knowledge Of The Almighty’s Word….?

My parents were somehow confused about the Almighty’s Word. They were not totally ignorant about the Almighty’s Word, for they were Catholic Christians and they knew the basics of the Christian faith, but!

They were ignorant of the Truth of  the Almighty’s Word. They were not totally ignorant people, for they had a certain amount of formal education.

In fact, my father, I understand, did speak English. Although, as I recollect very distinctively how one of his sons, Miguelito, who spoke English quite well, used to kid about papa’s English.

For myself? I couldn’t have told you whether my father did or did not spoke English, because?

Well, because I hadn’t had the foggiest idea about any other languages at the time. I was quite enchanted with my own language to worry about English or anything else, even to worry about my father’s education or linguistic ability.

The point being that my people were not ignorant people. Perhaps un-educated, yes. But, what good education would have done?

The Ignorance Of The Truth In The Almighty’s Word? The Cause And Effect Of Mine And This Insanity Ridden World….

It was not ignorance of the Almighty, or lack of goodly ways either, for I grew up in a goodly and moral environment, more so than the modern environment of this day and age.

I remember one time, I shall never forget it. My grandmother taught us to pray. We used to have prayer meetings often.

It was hard to pray because we had to kneel in the dirt floor for a long time and go through the whole “rosary”. (The rosary beads prayer).

On top of that? My grandmother did not know the exact format to pray the rosary. So, they, the grown-ups had to keep saying back and forth “no, not that way, we forgot to say this or that, let’s start over again from ….”

Oh man! Poor old kiddos with the knees on that dirt! So, when I went away “into the wide world yonder” of the little country town nearest to my father’s land, to “Boarding School” in pursuit of an education, when I came home for break?

I was most enthusiastic about bringing my grandmother the “educated way of prayer.” My grandmother listened carefully and with a kind but firm tone of voice she said something to the effect,

“That’s very good, I am very glad that you have learned, and now that you know how to pray, would you go ahead and pray, my dear daughter?”

For goodness’s sake! I wasn’t the one interested in praying. All I wanted was to teach her the format of the rosary so that I wouldn’t have to pray for such a long time, but!

It was a hopeless situation, she was too far gone to the judgment of a 10-year-old’s evaluation of her education. To my judgment? She couldn’t be educated nor convinced to make things a little easier for us children.

So, I quit giving instructions to my grandmother right there and then, I wasn’t dumb, I knew her meaning.

So, it was not ignorance of the Almighty. For my grandmother was a righteous woman. But she got set in her idea of the Almighty concerning discipline because, she didn’t know the Truth of the the Almighty’s Word.

Ignorance. Rebellion? A Pair To Follow Me Most Of My Life.

The conflict became even more severe as I grew older, because I, also, grew up ignorant.

  1. Ignorant of The Almighty’s Word.
  2. Driven by the spirit of rebellion.
  3. Rebellion? Ingrained in the human being at birth.
  4. Rebellion imbedded in our human nature
  5. Imbedded in me. Adequately nurtured with the poison of rejection/fear.
  6. Producing the emotional wounds from my early childhood’s sufferings.

I knew why my grandmother was so mean and distrustful of me. Why she would punish me so severely? Several reasons:

  • She had taught me about moral values and good behavior, but!
  • Though I wanted to live up to what my grandmother had taught me? I failed miserably to do so.
  • Yes, I knew in my heart it was the right way to live, even so?
  • I was not able to live up to those standards.
  • I kept falling short of her expectations.
  • That is why grandmother would punish me.
  • That’s what I knew.

What I Didn’t Know Was That All Human Beings Have The Same Passions And Problems.

I didn’t know that we are all born with the spirit of rebellion imbedded in our natures, without the ability to be good. Despite the many considered ‘good’ by this world’s standards.

Therefore, when I failed to live up to the standards that I was expected to live as I was growing up, I felt that I was the only one to be so bad.

I felt that I was the most wicked person in the whole world because I kept falling short not only from what grandmother had taught me but also from what it seemed to be the standards of every grown up that became involved in my life as I was growing up.

I kept falling short even from what I knew in my heart to be the right way of living, my own standards.

Emotionally Disturbed? Yes, According To The Jargon Of The Psychiatrist’s World. Actually….?

Whence, I grew up emotionally disturbed, according to the jargon of the Psychiatrist’s World; actually, the truth of the matter?

The spirit of rebellion imbedded in my nature gave way to many other evils that were to assail me during long periods of my life.

No one human had been able to deliver me ….

For better than 20 years I had undergone treatment for mental health, and even though I had received excellent treatment from many outstanding psychiatrists and mental health caretakers?

Not a single one had been able to free me from the bondage of what they called “emotional disturbance” or “emotional disability.” But!

The Truth of the Almighty’s Word did set me free permanently and forever in a matter of a moment.

What is that Truth to deliver me?

The truth of our dual existence with two natures—the nature of our Almighty Creator and the nature of our birth into this world under the dominion of Satan for the time being.

That’s The Truth That Set Me Free….

Now? I am free indeed, to the glory and the honor only of the Almighty Father Creator of the Universe and all there in including us human beings.

The Purpose For My Story….?

And to testify about that Truth that set me free, is the purpose of this story, the story of my life.

Evil spirits rooted in the strong man of self-condemnation, self-rejection, self-pity and many cavorting demons tightened a grip on my soul that drove me to lose my mind in two occasions in my life, but!

That’s the darkness I had to come across to appreciate the magnificent Light emanating from the Presence of the Father/Creator within my being. In Him there is no darkness.

And That’s To Be The Subject For The Next Chapter In This Unique Saga.

Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all stays there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.

What it takes…

via Daily Prompt: Courage

Allowing yourself to be vulnerable takes courage. Many times we put up so many walls distancing ourselves from the outside out of fear and sometimes self-preservation.

I have never been one to put up walls. I do keep many things private about myself but I have never been one to play games in a relationship. Over the many years I have been in relationships I’ve gotten all types of advice. Many times I am sure the advice I was given probably would have worked in my favor. But I can only be who I am and I am not a game player. I am just who I am. If I like you I will tell you. If I am not happy about something I will tell you as well.

I am very happy and content in my current relationship. If I had followed conventional wisdom I would have just cut my losses after he ended it with me in July and never looked back. No second or third chance. Just walk away and don’t let him know how I really felt or how much I missed him. But I couldn’t do that. It felt so right and something kept drawing us back to each other.

He doesn’t deserve you.

He’s only going to hurt you again.

How can you trust him to not do this again?

You are too forgiving.

Problem is I couldn’t let go. I kept believing in my heart that we did belong together. We have something so unique. I was always very fully aware of the hurt being with him could cause me. But I also knew that I would regret it for a very long time if I didn’t have the courage to open my heart to him again. I have never met anyone like him and he says the same about me. We are very much alike with minor differences. We can be completely silly one moment and then serious the next. We say things at the same time and we just enjoy being together. After all the time we have spent together it doesn’t get stale. I can’t wait to see him and he me.

I want to live with you. I hate the thought of not seeing you wake up next to me.

I wish you didn’t have to go home.

I’m sorry it took me so long to get here but I needed to rid myself of my past so I can be present.

It is so different this time around. He is still the same guy that I fell for, but he is different with me. In a way that I had only hoped he would be. Maybe he did need this time to sort everything out and realize that he wanted to be with me. It was a long and difficult and very painful road to get where we are – for me and in a way, him too. But I know in my heart it is worth it. No matter how much I tried to fool myself that I was over him, that I would be happy with someone else too, I just couldn’t imagine my life without him in it. And I finally believe now that he feels the same.

It took us a long time to get where we are. We’ve both experienced immense heartbreak and were losers at the game of love. I cannot predict how this will all end but I can appreciate the here and now. And I am happy that I never put up those walls that would have shut him out for good. I followed my heart and I trusted the process even when I didn’t believe it would happen. I have never met anyone like him. I cherish every conversation, every laugh, every hug, every smile, every touch, every memory we make. Life is too short to play games, to hate someone, to live with regrets.

Things may not always go as planned. The future can’t be predicted, but the present can be cherished and the past can be your lesson. Not everyone deserves a chance and not everyone in my life gets one. But I had to take this chance and I had to follow my heart, no matter what anyone thinks, because in the end it is my life, my happiness, my mistakes and my lessons to learn.

Wishing everyone a great weekend.