Who Am I One More Time But! This Time? This 2017 Year? How It Concerns You Big Time!

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

Friday, January 20, 2017 at 2:15 am

Well, I slept for quite a few hours yesterday. Benn awake since midnight. Been checking emails, comments, replies and all. Now You bring me to record the next post. My life in Your Presence, O my Father—O Father of mine? It’s a wonder! Never know what to do next but! I always do the right thing to do always. Even when it seems I have done wrong, it turns out to be right. So, what am I to post today? Who am I again? Very well, I will pull the files now.

Who Am I? A New Look At Myself For You, My Friend. Who Am I To You & For You.

I Am Not The Rainmaker But? I Carry The Rainmaker Within My Being To Make Rain On The Just & The Unjust.

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

Friday, June 10, 2016 at 7:13 pm

Who am I? A new look at myself for you, my friend. Who am I to you & for you.

First of all? I am not the Rainmaker but? I carry the Rainmaker within my being to make rain on the just & the unjust …WOW! What kind of nonsense is yours truly bragging about now? Ha! Read on? This is a good one!

Every single day? Once or twice my inbox is filled with quite a bit of the best of the best information on how to write, format, publish, market and …? Make one’s mark in the best sellers mart.

Me? Read. Pause. Reflect. Where is this one or that one coming from? Father is leading all the way. Father? O my Father, which way am I to go? Wait. Wait. Pause. Reflect to be perfect. So? Back to go. Read. Pause. Reflect. Wait.

Ah! My Father? How long this waiting must go on? Wait. Pause. Reflect and? In that respect? Look to be direct. Look to be direct? In what respect, O my Father, in what respect? Please show me where is it that my look I must direct?

The Rainmaker. To the Rainmaker your look you must direct.  Burst into torrents of rain over the entire globe in mode plain to cover the just as well as the unjust!

Saturday, June 11, 2016 at 4:39 am

Those were the thoughts You gave me yesterday. Today? Another day. Another thought. Would it be related somewhat at that? It is somewhat.

Today? The Harvest. The Rainmaker. The Functional. The Dysfunctional. The Globe. The World. Success. Revelry? In the whole? The whole world is marching at the tune of success. From the sky? Up above the clouds so high I hear Your loving voice resounding.

Pause. Reflect. Look around. Do you hear that sound? Hear, thiaBasilia, hear My voice resound. “In the midst of your success, success jolly revelry, O world at large O world! Pause. Reflect. Make haste to collect the rain from the Rainmaker to all directed that have paused & reflected!”

Saturday, June 11, 2016 at 10:44 am

Out there. Alone. Lost. No phone. No money. Not able to speak the language of the people. Where did my people go? Why did they left me behind? The street in front or is it a road? Whatever. The path ahead is desolate yet? I must walk. Walk. Walk ahead. Where are You leading me my Father?

I woke up from that dream not too long ago. I got directions in my inbox in a path that could mean my future to survive the days to come. You led me my Father to call Ahmad. Ahmad is not willing to cooperate with me. What am I to make of all this matter, my Father? I wait on You. That’s the only thing I must do.

Saturday, June 11, 2016 at 11:40 am

It’s the 7th Day of Rest. I feel so desolate my Father. So alone I feel. And? So discouraged with my own self. Why is this recurring dream popping up when I least expect it? Why am I so alone? Why am I left behind? Why no one cares? Why to find me there is no hand?

And Father? Why this thing of goal setting always comes to haunt me? My goal—my aim is set on You and You alone. So? What is Your goal for me? What do You want me to do my Father? How can I determine what is it that You want me to do? I cannot any longer depend on my senses. Even my senses are betraying me. My thoughts. My feelings. My senses. All are unreliable. Likewise, the thoughts, feelings and senses from other sources.

You have set Ahmad over me. I have no doubt that such is Your doing. Even so? Ahmad does not seem to be in any condition to take care of me. What am I to do, my Father? I am weary of waiting. But You know it all. I know that in due time this moment of distress shall be no more! No matter what? I wait on You on our behalf to act.

Saturday, June 11, 2016 at 1:37 pm

Pause. Reflect. I have chosen to follow Yahushua. It’s a lonely road, yet? No regrets. Wherever You lead me I shall follow. No one by my side? They have all left me? No regrets. I will follow You wherever You lead me. Be it to my death. Be it to the pinnacle of a resurrected life as the head not the tail. Wherever You will lead. For wherever You will lead? You will do through me whatever it entails. Such is my hope and? Hope is the evidence of things not yet seen. It never fails.

Saturday, June 11, 2016 at 7:54 pm

So, my Friend? Let’s get back to the beginning of this post. Who am I? A new look at myself for you, my friend. Who am I to you & for you.

I am a follower of Yahushua the Messiah—the One sent by Almighty Yahuwah Father/Creator of the whole Universe and of our beings. I am His messenger to you & for you. His messenger?

Ah! My friend, let me tell you something amusing. How I came into the knowledge of bearing such a label as that of a messenger.

In a few days I shall hit the 77th year mark since my birthday. I have already related this matter before but because my birthday is coming again? I find appropriate to refresh this matter to you, my friend.

I was in South Africa. It was the eve of my 70th birthday. I was to leave S.A. in route to the Land of Jerusalem. I was reading in Jeremiah 29,

For thus says the Master, When seventy years are completed for Babylon, I will visit you and keep My good promise to you, causing you to return to this place.

For I know the thoughts and plans that I have for you, says the Master, thoughts and plans for welfare and peace and not for evil, to give you hope in your final outcome.  (Jeremiah 29:10,11)

Hum? Again I questioned, “Who am I?” For an answer? I was led to read in the book of Revelations or the Apocalyptic,

Write therefore the things you see, what they are [and signify] and what is to take place hereafter.

As to the hidden meaning (the mystery) of the seven stars which you saw on My right hand and the seven lampstands of gold: the seven stars are the seven angels (messengers) of the seven assemblies (churches) and the seven lampstands are the seven churches.  (Revelation 1:20)

I reread, ‘the seven stars are the seven angels (messengers) of the seven assemblies (churches)’. I thought, ‘angels (messengers)’? Ha! I AM AN ANGEL! I concluded as I roared in laughter of such a thought because of my warped concept of that word!

But truly? In all honesty? Father sent me to these regions of the world as a messenger to His children amidst this jungle of the Middle East.

Even so? To qualify me to deliver His message? He made this region of the world into the wilderness of people for me. Why?

To enter judgment with me and contend with me face to face to prepare or qualify me to deliver His message and?

For the looks of it? It seems to me that Father is satisfied. The lesson is indelible written in my newly created heart and in the mind of Yahushua within that heart of mine.

Now? The answer to “Who am I?” is clear in my mind. I am a messenger delivering His message not only in this region of the world but also to all of His children scattered in the four corners of the earth. Oh? How can this be? Easy. Through the waves of the Internet?

The blogs created by yours truly carrying such message? Swiftly. Effectively. Victoriously the Message travels through the waves of the Net! Destination? The Heart & Mind of each one of you! Such is my hope? A sure thing accordingly to Romans 8.

Here is more to this post. Bear with me.

What or who am I?

It’s not that a kick? Like my Honey used to said. Here I am, dressed in this most peculiar garb, looking like I don’t know or what. Giving out whatever I got to little Shem or to whomever just comes within hearing distance, and! I don’t even know myself what or who I am!

Sometimes Father tells me that I am a fisherman, other times He tells me that I am a hunter, other times that I am His Scribe…then, as I wrote the message of HE WHO HAS EARS LET HIM HEAR! I read the last verse in Revelation chapter 1.

Revelation 1:20

As to the hidden meaning (the mystery) of the seven stars which you saw on My right hand and the seven lampstands of gold: the seven stars are the seven angels (messengers) of the seven assemblies (churches) and the seven lampstands are the seven churches.

I reread, ‘The secret of the seven stars which you saw in My right hand, and the seven golden lampstands: The seven stars are messengers of the seven assemblies, and the seven lampstands which you saw are seven assemblies? Ha! I remembered my poem, “I am a Star, to shine Father Yah’s Love”.

Well, most translations do not translate the starts as messengers. Most translate ‘angels’ instead. Of course, everybody has the most outlandish concept about ‘angels’ and what they are. Now, in the Scriptures latest version it does not say ‘angels’ it says, messengers but! Not many even know such version exists.

Now, Father has been telling me that I am giving out His message with my testimony. So, as I read the Scripture? My poem came to mind. I thought to myself, I guess I am a ‘messenger’—an ‘angel’. Hahaha! Can you imagine that? Thia, the ‘angel? That’s a kick and a half!

But, seriously, what or who am I? I have been asking that question for more years than I can remember. I even wrote my first book with that title. And, through the years, my Father has been most elusive with His answer every time I ask. So, I am going to quit asking such a silly question. I am going on to write about more worthy matters. I am, simply, my Father Yahuwah’s beloved child, and! That’s the best response that anyone can ever get.

The story behind that poem:

Beginning on that morning in the 20th day of the month of June of 1985, my Father in the heavens had made me aware of everything—those things that reflected my life, up to that point. It was now the end of the month of September of 1985. A desire, and longing for a close walk with my Father in the heavens became a flint to light a fire in my soul. I wanted nothing else but to know HIM. With a zeal I had not known before, I sought my Father in the heavens, but! Nightmares and vision-dreams haunted me.

The nightmares and the vision-dreams were driving me up the wall. I knew something was wrong and there was, but, that’s another story, too long to include in this writing. In addition, lots of things were happening in my office and I was helpless—no experience, I was a newbie. That afternoon, I was alone, sitting at my desk without anything to do but to answer the phone. Since I was not busy I decided to write. I picked up my pencil. I wrote in a piece of paper the poem my Father in the heavens inspired me to write,

I Am A Star To Shine Father Yah’s Love

When I was a little girl, out of the clear blue sky I used to tell my grandmother that I was going to be a movie star.

That idea had to come out of the clear blue sky because there were not around any TV sets or movie houses or such, in fact, we didn’t even have electricity in that beautiful hole in Guatemala C.A. where I was born.

It must have been Father Yah telling me even then, that I was to be a Star.

Father Yah had always been one step ahead of me and I thought I was never going to catch up with Him.

Then one day he took me by the hand and gently tugged me so that I would catch up to His step.

But, I, because of circumstances could not catch up with His step. So, he pulled me by the hand for it was necessary that I would catch up with Him, but, I, thinking that he was angry stumbled and fell.

So, He picked me up in His arms and carried me. Because I was angry and hurt I never noticed that he had carried me, before he placed me down to see if I could walk.

But no, I could not walk, I couldn’t walk at all. So, He took me back in His arms and lovingly carried me.

And the mountains were high, and the valleys were deep; the seasons came and the seasons went, and with the seasons along came bad weather, good weather, sunny days, cloudy skies, and the storms of rain and sleet, and ice and snow, and the flood came, and along came death to my body.

Then Father Yah put my drowned body on the cross with his Son, under the flood of the Blood and my spirit he placed in the wings of the Holy Spirit.

So, out of the flood of the Blood my body came alive and in the wings of the Holy Spirit my spirit soared.

So, in the wings of the Holy Spirit my spirit soared far, far beyond the sky, and in the firmament my spirit shone with Father Yah’s love like a shiny star.

So Father Yah did make me a Star, far greater than a movie star; a Star to shine His glory, a Star to display His beam of love.

I am a Star, I am a Star, praise be to Father Yah, I am a Star to shine His love!”

Thanks for your visit. His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.


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Wednesday, January 18, 2017 at 6:23 pm

Hum! I fell asleep in front of the screen! Slept until nearly one hour ago. As if you are so interested in this exuberant life of mine! Hahaha! HalleluYah! Now what? Got to go fix me some eats and drinks—I am hungry & thirsty! Wanted to record something before the end of this day. It’s now 11:40 pm. Let’s see how long it takes me to take care of these so ever mundane chores!

Thursday, January 19, 2017 at 1:39 am

O my Father—O Father of mine? You are most certainly leading me all the way. Yesterday? I thought to be a waste of my time. Today? It’s only the first couple of hours and! Boom! Bang! I already found what I was looking for in vain all day yesterday! No doubt about it, You plan my days be the minute of each hour by hour. No need to worry about my forgets. It’s all in Father’s plan for me. Let me quote to you the first words from the Father’s repertoire for me. Those words say much not just for me, but! For also for thee.

First Words my Father spoke to me in 1985.

O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua You spoke to my heart on the morning of August 8, 1985. You said to me at that moment:

“I have been shaping you into a vessel, a beautiful vessel to hold flowers, beautiful flowers of love. These flowers are not yours, they belong to Me. I give them to whom I please: you are only holding them as they sit in the water of My love with which I have filled you.

“You cannot give out these flowers on your own, because you are only a vessel holding them; but I will send you those to whom I have given the flowers you are holding; some will pick just the flowers from you, and some will pick you up, and use you to bring good news and cheer to others.  Rest in Me and hold My flowers.

“Do not put your own flowers in that vessel of yourself; because they are the flowers that wilt and don’t last; but the flowers that I am letting you hold will last forever.”

And what kind of flowers are those Father?  I asked. And You said to me:

“You are only the vessel to hold these flowers and you need not to know what kind of flowers they are, again I say, rest on Father and just know that you are holding MY flowers not your flowers.”

Then You spoke to me a second Word to answer my dilemma at that time. I asked, “Father? Are You trying to tell me to quit looking at what I do and what I say and just to rely on You that what I am saying comes from You and what I am is what You are working with and that You are in control and to quit doubting everything because it doesn’t fit exactly with what I think and what I reason to be Okay, Father? And You answered me,

“I am not trying to tell you. I am telling you. I am telling you just that. You look, you wobble, you go back and forth like a seesaw because you are taking your eyes off ME.

“Even in your typing that is what is happening to you, you take your eyes off the master copy to look at what you are copying. You are being self-conscious.

Fix your eyes on Me, I am your Master, I am in control, relax, I have taken your yoke and done away with it, now take My yoke, for My yoke is easy.”

Father, help me! I pleaded. And with Your infinite patience You told me,

“I am helping you, I am talking to you plainly, and you know I have touched you and made you whole. Quit trying to perfect My work. Relax and do your work and know that you are doing well.

“Whenever you remember something you have forgotten, realize that I reminded you of it, and that I allow you to forget about certain things for My own reasons, even if you don’t understand My reasons.

“You are not to know everything now because you can’t take it, it will blow your mind.

“Picture yourself as a vessel, but in your human nature you have a narrow mind, the body of your mind is tremendous, but your mind is narrow at the entrance, there is only so much that can go in at one time, that is why I have to pour slowly and gently in order to fill you, and that is why I have to shape you to enlarge your opening so I can fill you.

“Relax about your writing. You will write and you will get published and I will use your writings. That is why I gave you the gift of writing, for you to used it for My esteem and honor. It is not for you to use your gift for your own purposes and gains.

“I’ll do the work, as a matter of fact I have already done it. So don’t worry about anything.

“Take everything in this day and know that My name will be esteemed because you have obeyed and trusted Me and placed Me in the center of your being. Therefore, every little flaw in you has been taken care of.  You are a finished work because I am finished—I finished My work when Yahushua suffered for you at the stake!”

Dear readers, those words are a fact in my life just as much of a fact as the air that I am breathing. Do you see now the cause of my doings? No, I am not forgetful—at the right time I remember all things temporarily escaping my mind. I am not careless—I am very careful to mind my Father. He reminds me on the spot whatever I forgot! Disorganized? If anything, so organized I am that disorganization never cross my mind. All things must be in place in front of my face.

Well, what now? Where am I going with these extraordinary confessions? Ah! Now I remember! I am to confess to you what has been coming to my mind in the last day or so. I continuously pause to reflect on my Father’s words & promises to me. Of course, I wonder. When and how is it all to happen? I must go back to sleep. When I wake up, I will record whatever Father needs me to record for my answer.

Thursday, January 19, 2017 at 5:57 am.

Well, I have an answer. Again? There is that sneaky feeling of failure. I recognize that feeling. I remember my Father’s words, “No, no, thiaBasilia! You are not interested in my Name. you are only thinking of your shame!” Hahaha! I got it my Father! And Father roars in laughter. Know what? Sometime yesterday, I remember that interchange with my Father. I said,

“So what if I fail? So what if I proclaim such answer to my readers in vain? What about if they take me for a ding-bat with grandiose ideas at that? So what? I have failed before and I didn’t die of shame! O well I nearly did die but! I did not, that’s the fact to be exact!“

In the other hand? There is no doubt in my mind this is the answer in my Father’s plan. Behold! His Power Of Love From On High Descending Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails! So, let’s get on with the answer.

Following my own inclinations, I have asked for donations to no avail. In 2005 I published my autobiography—a total flop. I published 2 books last year including Overcoming Supernaturally. Hoopie! I sold the amazing number of 4 books earning me the staggering sum of $1.40 (One dollar and forty cents!) Am I daunted at all? Nay! There is a power within me to believe my Father without any reservations at all. It got nothing to do with positive thinking or any human thinking whatsoever. It’s a strange knowing like I have not known before.

Will I ever get to that answer? Hey! I am writing a sales letter. Guess by reading all those ‘sales letters’ from AWAI and the great nutrition vigilantes I am getting to know the craft of persuasion. They have surely persuaded and keep on persuading me. If it was not for dear Joyce in control of my limited income? Hum! They have hooked me for all I am worth! Still, the minute I get me some nickels? I will gladly oblige to support them 100%–they are worth it!

Alright! The truth? I am not too good at the math, but! It keeps coming to my head, somebody will buy 100 or more hard copies of Overcoming Supernaturally. For what purposes? To gift to the family members, friends & associates. Hey! What a great idea! Overcoming Supernaturally is a unique story with all the elements to engage the reader not only for entertainment but mainly for encouragement to the multitude of souls in the valley of decision because of a cloudy past of insanity.

Insanity, both mental & physically is the cancer spread over human kind. No matter who one is, whether rich or poor, of low or high class, King or pauper, we are all affected by the insanity of this world. Insanity? Only to be conquered by the Power Of Love From On High Descending Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails! That’s what keeps coming to my mind about, Overcoming Supernaturally.

Now, that’s what keeps coming to my head every day for a few days now. Do I know anything other than, Father has already placed that idea in somebody’s heart & mind? Do I know anything other than what Father promised to give me more riches & wisdom than what He gave to King Solomon? Nay! And I leave it at that. I wait.

Indeed! Father has bestowed me the power to wait on Him. Should I take matters into my own hands? Should I start sending persuasive emails to bring this matter to pass? Perish the thought. My only task is to write & publish what He inspires me to write & publish. That’s what I do. Father is doing the rest.

His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

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Tuesday, January 17, 2017 at 8:46 am

O my Father—O Father of mine? I keep seeing those restored areas to house the chosen while waiting for Yahushua’s return. Amid areas beaming with organic fields yielding vegetables & fruits free from harming chemicals to our minds & bodies. Flowering gardens for the bees to produce honey for the survival of the chosen. Areas where the chickens and the goats and the cows are not injected with chemicals geared to slowly kill the chosen, there! The solar dome for the headquarters, and! I no longer see an impossibility! Nothing is impossible unto You.

Your words on Sunday, January 15, 2017 at 3:50 am vibrate within my being. I can no longer doubt You. No, this is not any kind of positive affirmation as it is now proclaimed by the best. Don’t mean to be smug or judgmental but! I simply cannot go along with the rest.

O well, my Father, O my Father—O Father of mine? An estimated million dollars is the tag to begin the project. Where on earth am I to get such staggering sum of money? Emphatically You just told me,

No need! No need! No need for impossibilities! I am with you and for you.

I believe You. You know that or, perhaps I do not believe You. You know it is inevitable for Your child to see the impossibility. Bank account? Barely the money for my daily needs. How can I even imagine millions of dollars at my disposal?

O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Have you forgotten? It is not your faith. It is My faithfulness. No need for you to imagine anything, to visualize and concentrate on the wantings of your carnal nature to make those materialize. No need to aspire to maximum goodness No one is good—not a single one.

I rain on the just and the unjust. I give and take at My discretion. I define all things. I set the times. I love and hate as it is fitting. No human or devil can figure Me out. All My doings do not meet the approval of human kind. Remember,

I form the light and create darkness, I make peace national well-being, and I create physical evil (calamity); I am Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty, Who does all these things. (Moral evil proceeds from the will of man, but physical evil proceeds from the will of Yahuwah/Yahushua Almighty).

This is a matter out of man’s concept of My Being but! My time is set now to enlighten all. My love is infinitely higher than your concept of love. I am a Mighty One of justice. I will not deprive My children of any good thing. On the contrary, My aim is to restore & establish My children for eternity.

Rejoice! I have given you the power to wait. To wait with patience & composure. I will not delay. I am always on time. Continue in the task I have given to you. Write & publish. I will do the rest.”

With joy inexplicable and full of esteem I continue my task. I write & publish. Knowing of a surety You are doing the rest. I have found a way to post Your words uniquely & creatively. For I am unique. I am creative. Thanks, my Father for such gifts.

Wednesday, January 18, 2017 at 4:55 am

You know my Father, been up for better than 2 hrs. Been checking the numerous likes and a couple of encouraging comments. Plus, listening to a video about my health. Everything coming from Your hand of mercy. You are leading me all the way. Thus, my days develop in a productive way spontaneously.

It is not true of myself to ignore all the wonderful systems & methods to do anything proclaimed by the leaders, authorities in this world. Nay! What is true is my conclusion after listening to them all. My conclusion? Inevitable, I conclude, “I know that. I done that. Why I do not see any results?” Then, I head to my computer. I put the question to my Father/Creator. My Father/Creator answers me.

Thus, my life develops. No results? Take a look at two comments from my readers of today. Wow!  An answer from my Father to give me a peep at the results. Guess I better quit doubting Him.

10 hoursSparky Jen “No Beating Around the Bush Allowed!”

What a powerful, spirit filled post. It’s wonderful to read a post that gives all the glory to our heavenly Father, and which is composed with an understanding of how blessed we truly are. We have enough. We are enough!

Leland Olson Hoel

7 hoursMy Mixed Blog

Dear thia Basilia, I have been to visit you a few times and I am surprised at all the glitz and glamour I have found. Father has made you a expert at setting up professional looking blog sites. You’ve done a great job at reorganizing and having an orderly system. One thing for sure, the word never changes but your ability to catch our eye changed dramatically! Keep up your good work, keep up your faithful commitment to the Father. I wish you all the best and a blessed year in 2017. I keep trying to learn, plugging away, a little slower each day through.The grace of the Father sustains me each day. I can continue to give him all the praise and glory for what I can do. Leland


His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia

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Here Is The Next Post. It Covers More Than One Issue. Please Bear With Me. I Am Only Writing & Publishing. Father Is Doing The Rest. Read On….

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To Dax et all leaders here and at large…

Friday, January 13, 2017 at 8:02 pm

So glad we met. Glad & amazed. Why? Well, I am 77 yrs. on these earthly grounds. To think that before I was born my days were written boggles my mind. To think that such fact is true about you et all? That is something my mind cannot conceive.

Regardless, no matter what we think or believe or do in the course of our lives, it is all carefully designed by the Almighty Being who created us.

To think of my years. To think of my place of birth in the doom docks of Guatemala, C.A..
To think of my residence now in this forsaken area in Amman, Jordan.
To think of how & why I am here against all odds. To think of the amazing happenings in the last 9 years since I set foot in Aqaba, Jordan.

To think of every single individual I have met since I arrived in this region of the world. To think of all accomplished and yet to be accomplished. To think of my Internet presence history.
To think of the surge of likes & comments response in this site.
To think of this very moment meeting you.

But to think of the unfathomable wisdom of the Father/Creator who created us to be His family. The Mighty Being who wrote our days before we were born. The Mighty Being who designed every detail of our lives. To think of His favor & mercy to me personally? WOW!

No human being is there to convince me to ignore His Presence. No human is there to entice me to do or to think or to believe anything out of His will & purpose for my life.

On a memorable day of June 20, 1985 the Father/Creator stepped into the direct actuality of my tumultuous life. He transformed me but! The manifestation of such transformation was not to take place until this 2017 year.

Why and for what purpose this matter is so? For the obvious reason to me: He aims to reach the leaders of His children. For that purpose He chose me, a nobody with a dubious past. A rebel. A woman of the night at one point of her life. To top it all, an old woman by now.

In 1985 I was still fairly young in my forties. He had to establish my steps. He had to establish a genuine character in me. He had build a sound base for His purpose for my life. This 2017? He finished That work within my being. Now?
He burst me in https://wordpress.com/stats/follows/wpcom/yoursuccessinspirer.com. WOW! The cradle for His most selected leaders!

Me? Dumbfound! In awe of His doings. Opinion? Advise? Definitions? Theories? Ministry? My goals? My own agenda? For goodness sake! Iain’t got none of that! Hahaha! HalleluYah.

So, what do I have? What’s the point of contacting you with this long tale of mine.? I don’t know. I only know what to write as I begin to write. Is like taking dictation from His Spirit within me but!

One thing I do know. He aims to reach you with the message: Dax, you greatly beloved man, understand the words that I speak to you through the testimony of this child of Mine that goes by the name of thisBasilia.

That’s it. I done my part. He will do the rest with you. That I know. What is the rest? I haven’t got the slightest. Me? I just write & publish. Don’t even know how to manipulate this Internet business but!

I am going on. The Father/Creator is my Strength, my personal bravery, and my invincible army; He makes my feet like hinds’ feet and will make me to walk [not to stand still in terror, but to walk] and make [spiritual] progress upon my high places [of trouble, suffering, or responsibility]!

Much love, thiaBasilia 🙂

Saturday, January 14, 2017 at 12:57 am
I started this post last night but! Sleep knocked my eyelids down. Then the inevitable crash on my bed. It is now the 7th Day of Rest for me. Again, sleep is knocking. Will finish at my awake.

Saturday, January 14, 2017 at 5:52 am
O well! This is the life! This life of mine! Should I call it, ‘Ghostly Life”? Oops! In that case I should be referring to the ‘ghost’ and never the offensive ‘I’ in all my writings, but! I can’t oblige. Why? I am not a ‘ghost’. I am as human as they come. Funny and fun human? Yes indeed! Life to me is a comical free parade. All ‘paraders’ marching with the claim, “I am! I am free! I am!”

And I ponder, free? I am? But that, “I am” is the jailer of their souls! How can they be free? Me? Indeed I am free! I am not anymore I am not the slave of that I am! That makes me free to be. Be where? In the Presence of my Father/Creator! Indeed! Resting underneath the everlasting arms. Free from all harm. Free from me! Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Do I have a Master? Yes indeed! I am a bonded slave to my Master. Oh? How can you be free if you are a slave? One may ask. That’s the riddle all human beings have failed to guess. So they have not been able to progress from slavery to freedom in the Son. From innocent child to wise & perfect as the Father is.

They think to become like an innocent child means never to grow. so they live struggling to grow up. Sure recipe to mess up, but!

That riddle is now in the middle rather amid us all in toll. No doubt about it. The truth to set us free is now coming to light for all to grab, for all to see. To grab? To see? What? How one can be set truly free. Truly free from that jailer that goes by the name ‘I am’. Truly free to proclaim, ‘I am not’ to be!

Me? Truly free ‘I am not’ the slave of the ‘I am whatever suits my mind to be’ comical parade. Sarcastic? Nay! I am being ‘funny’ and having fun. Oh? I used to be a leader on that parade until…the power of love from on high drenched my soul. For life eternal I was set in a different mold. And I said, Why did You set me so? What am I now to be?

O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Can’t you see? Have I been with you so long and you still fail to see Me? Have I been with you so long and you still fail to see I have made you to be One with Me? The good work I have done in you on and on to mold you exactly as My Son?

Why did I set you so? Obviously for all to see what is meant to be free. Free from the slavery to your own egoic ‘I am’ you are now for eternity to be.

Free to laugh at your slavery past.
Free from the cringing fear of your own humanity.
Free to proclaim My Presence in your heart.
Free to proclaim My Presence in the heart of all My children regardless of the state & conditions of their present lives.
Free to proclaim My aim to restore My children.

That’s why, My child, O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, that’s why I set you so. What are you now to be? You are now to be still & secured resting underneath My everlasting arms.
You are now to be free to go out or come in to My rest.
You are now to be safe & secured, confident I have set you to be in Me.
In My Presence you are to be whether resting or otherwise working on the task I have to assigned to thee.
Truly free from your I am in your mind you are to be.”

Ah! My Father, O my Father—O Father of mine? Ignorance is not a bliss, but! Ignorance coupled with arrogance is the trade of the present world. It used to anger me. Even so, I am now witnessing a supernatural restoration by the power of Your love from on high. It never fails. It always avails!

Just like You said You would do, one by one not the multitude. One by one rich & poor will come out. The poor from their poverty. The ignorant from their ignorance.

Thus, my anger ceased. Experiencing & Proclaiming such love is my gifted task. I write & publish. You, O my Father—O Father of mine, You are doing the rest. You alone can empower us to receive & to give such love to the rest of the world at large. 🙂 Much love, thiaBasilia

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Top of the Elevensys/Brunch #5

Hello Everyone and most of you are well into your Elevensys by now. I’m just starting mine of Natural yogurt with Honey, lightly pan-roasted Walnuts, a slice of  Bakewell Tart and a glass of Water.  All went for well with my eye tests and the pressures are fine.  Thank you Lord for all of us, as  we trust you not only for healing but every needs.   Even when you clearly show us a path to take and our hearts desire lie somewhere else.  I met a colleague who gave me a Big Smile and  Bear Hug with words of, “You are looking so well” lifted my spirits up.  However, whose subtle message of not to even think of putting myself in a 12 hour high intensity shift, confirmed to me that my thoughts of part-time in midwifery because the bills have to be paid even in retirement.  The Lord has given me other talents, which someone once said of, ‘Jack of all trades and master of none.’  Listen to the positive people and cancel out the negative ones is what I say.  Remember too that, no matter the good planning and strategies for retirement we do curve balls happen, so let’s be like the strong mental and physical athletes and work those curve balls to our favour.

Earlier in the day I was ‘up with the larks’ as the saying goes, reading through my some of my mail that I hadn’t caught up with.  Most days I try to do some because there are blogs that are still new to me.  I went back to sleep after a couple of hours of reading some interesting posts and as Brunch goes on to 3 pm ( encroaching on Afternoon Tea in UK) I reckon it’s fine.  And so are all of us inspiring and motivating blogsphere people.


10 Quotes by Great Contemporary Writers no. 9

“Do not be afraid my dear comrades. Do not be afraid to passionately pursue your dreams. Do not be afraid to enjoy your God-given constitutionally protected human rights. Do not be afraid to become the best you can become.Do not be afraid to live your life.Do not be afraid to take the dangerous risk if it will help you achieve your goals.Do not be afraid to stand up for what you believe in. Do not be afraid to ask for forgiveness when you go wrong. Do not be afraid simply because you are a student.” Kay Kelvin.

2.  “As long as you are trying you will get better, you might not strike it rich at first but with every step you take you get closer to the end of the rainbow.” Laurens Boel.

3.  “Never give in to fear, keep fighting until it comes down to size; but never let fear win.” Laurens Boel.

4. “Take a chance on believing that you can achieve your goal even though this might not change the possibility of failure.” Laurens Boel.

5. “Seize every opportunity that comes your way before it takes off. No opportunity will stay to wait for you for ever. If you do not seize it in time, another person will or, it takes its leave.” Ngobesing Suh Romanus

6. “Once you let go of the wrong people, the right ones will find a way.” Himali Shah

7. “Whatever you desire, follow your heart, don’t let anyone stop you from reaching your destiny.” Ren Monteza.

8.  “Father and mother are like two wheels of a cart…If one loses balance…the journey will stop.” Amulya.

9. “Many people don’t open their hearts in front of their dad like they do in front of their mother.” Amulya.

10. ” We find it easier, in these confused times, to admire physical bravery than moral courage.” Salmon Rushdie (New York Times, Salmopn Rushdie interview)