Some notes about my daily walks. One it is really hard not to take a bunch of pictures and cheat, posting them on days I don’t walk. This would be self defeating. I have set a limit on myself: three to six pictures a day. Two I love where I live. I wave at every car passing me. Today 6 out of 8 drivers waved back. Country/Small Town people are pretty friendly. Lastly, I measure my distance by mailboxes. My phone has the Samsung Health App which measures my actual distance and time. What I do is pick a mailbox up a head and walk until I get to it. Each day I pick a further out mailbox.
So without anymore delay, today’s pictures:
The Daily Trees to inspire. From this angle they look like they are in line but they are not.
This is a path into the woods I would like to walk but I am not sure who owns the property.
First Wooly Warm of Autumn. Anyone know the folklore about the coloration and Winter?
A turtle cross in the road. This folklore I know, when turtles cross the road it means rain is coming.
BONUS PIC: My best friend’s two year old not ready to face
Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Friday, April 13, 2018 at 4:14 am.
These are days of much reflection for me ….?
Yes, indeed! You are with me whether gloom or glee! Even so? The moments of gloom multiply. The moments of glee? So far in between they happen to fly by and by.
These are days of much reflection for me as it is for a certain few. Yes, it’s a comfort to find those few, but! For the most?
This is a lonely road in the trails of this insane world ….?
Even so, it is by choice that anyone travels in it. I made my choice. I chose to follow Yahushua. No regrets. How did I so chose?
By the power of my Father’s love and wisdom from on high. Of my own power? Impossible. Unless the Father calls? No one can come to the SON.
What it means to live in self-righteousness ….?
The hardest I tried to follow Yahushua? The farthest away from Him I lived. Yes, to live in self-righteousness is to live far from Yahushua, but!
A self-righteous life is what all human beings with no exceptions are programmed to live. Eve n so? Father knows all about it.
It’s now 5:14 pm. I slept from 1:31 pm to 3:39 pm. Was led to go directly to my inbox. There I was led to click on, https://adewumipeterblog.wordpress.com/2018/03/19/gods-generals-are-you-a-general-in-your-field/.
And my heart constricted big time! ….?
My Brother Peter is only expressing the staunch belief and standard for all Ministers leaders of the Flock.
I wanted to cry, but! Instead? Father’s wisdom prevail. I found myself so full of laughter, compassion, immense undying love for all my deserters et all!
I got over my shock. I heard: “Think like I think, respond! Reason with your brother et all. Reason with the wisdom I have instilled within your being.” I obeyed. I wrote:
I do not debate or tell anybody what to do or not to do. I share what Father is doing with me.
John was right.
We are wrong.
We call evil good.
We call good evil.
All those so called ‘Ministries’ are not in the will of our Father.
We do not know our Father/Creator or His ways.
We are not going to any ‘Heaven’.
The Kingdom of heaven is in our hearts, but! We take it for granted with our carnal minds.
The Kingdom of Heaven shall be established in Jerusalem here on earth like it is in heaven.
These things The Almighty Spirit of our Creator is now revealing to us. To me personally? Quote:
“My children think, act, live by what they know, but! My children do not ‘know’ Me. In the same way? You just realized it’s the same about you and your children and friends.
Your children and friends do not know you, but! Regardless? You have not for one instance stopped loving them.
Even more so? You realize they as well love you despite the lack of knowledge on either end.
Likewise? It’s between My children and My Being. Only difference? I know it all, but! I only let you know so much as you need to know at any given time, and?
Today? This Little Portion Of My Knowledge? Hit You Like A Bomb! Why?
Because it is a bomb—THE BOMB that completely destroyed all traces of evil murdering thoughts about your children et all.
Go On My Child! Now You Thinking Like I Think ….?”
Unless the Father/Creator does the work within each one of us personally? We labor in vain.
Yes, thank our Father for the great workers. Those workers did not mean for us to PRAISE THEM! They all directed us to our Father/Creator Yahuwah/Yahushua.
Unfortunately? We follow man not our Father/Creator. We have made a ‘God’ of our Father/Creator, but!
That’s all coming to an end now. Behold! The Power of love and wisdom from on high. It never fails. It always avails.
Therefore? O well! Our paths have crossed. The plan of restoration to the original intent for our creation is now in effect.
To Be Loved.
Your Cherish Family O Mighty One? Forever To be!
We have been saved, but! We, liken to the Galatians & the Corinthians have remained CARNAL depending in our carnal mind knowledge.
BUT! No Problem. Our Father is STILL in control of it ALL!
HE IS BRINGING US ALL TO THE FIRST & MOST IMPORTANT OF THE COMMANDMENTS! Hahaha! HalleluYah.
Much love, thiaBasilia. 🙂
Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all stays there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. 🙂
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. 🙂
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.
Ignorant of The Almighty’s Word.
Driven by the spirit of rebellion.
Rebellion? Ingrained in the human being at birth.
Rebellion imbedded in our human nature
Imbedded in me. Adequately nurtured with the poison of rejection/fear.
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.
Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Friday, February 9, 2018 at 7:16 am
Well, I managed to stay up all night! But, You know it my Father. The way things are developing with such precision? Astonishing! Is the word, but! Why half of my readers have dropped?
Ha! Your Answer Revealed And Confirmed Last Night….
Last night? I had the most profitable exchange with my beautiful Denise. The connection with this child of mine was so powerful that sleep evaded me for quite a few hours.
Then I woke but only for a brief time. I became drowsy. I curled up in bed and slept the rest of the night. I saw much while I slept.
One of the things I saw is why my readers loose and gain interest at certain points during my posting journey. Why?
Words. The meaning of words controls our behavior.
Have you ever thought about that, dear Reader? I have, but! Did not realized the extend that words influence our behavior.
In 1985, the Father/Creator of our beings spoke two words to my heart that were to be the basis for the rest of my life, but! My understanding of those words was nil for all matters and purposes.
Even so, in 1987? The Father/Creator separated me in one apartment. He placed the Amplified version of the Bible. He gave me a computer, printer, commercial copy machine, and the ability to use it all.
The commandment to last me for life eternal?
Do not follow your human leaders. I am your Teacher. I will open those words for you to understand and live accordingly.
And The Journey In The Presence Of My Father/Creator Began….
Not a smooth journey by the still waters of His Presence in my heart. Not at all! If anything? More like an overflow of waters flushing all kinds of debris clouding my vision.
What kind of debris among the much debris flushed out of me?
The debris of words. The spoken words by the Master Creator that are Spirit and Truth, but!
Misunderstood, misinterpreted, misrepresented, misquoted, and! Grossly corrupted by the human mind including my mind.
I know this is something now understood by many.
Regardless, we cannot do anything about it even when we think we understand. Even when we try, like I done in the past. Oh?
Indeed! The more we try to understand, the more we fail. And?
And the more we can come up with all kinds of ideas and systems and what have you? The most miserably we fail to enter in the Father’s fold!
Ah! But We Are Not Failures. We Can Do ANYTHING We Set Our Minds To Do! Do You?
Let’s check us out. Are you an intellectual blessed with the power of knowledge unlimited? Or are you just a lay person happy go lucky doing your best to behave or be punished?
Some of us were born with a high intellect. There are multitude of scholars or want to be scholars, but! Not many chosen at a time to travel the lonely road of a messenger.
Lonely Road Of A Messenger?
The road is lonely—not many there traveling, but! The messenger? The messenger learns to cherish that loneliness. It’s in that road the Father Creator carves His image within us.
What Happens During And After The Process Of Carving? …
Conviction. Repentance. Restoration, but! The length of time for each? A lifetime on these earthly grounds. For me?
The Cradle Where This TRUE Story Began? A Beautiful World Wrenched From That Unsuspecting 8 Year Old Little Girl ….
The Family? My Family? The most descriptive display of such horror in this insanity ridden world! Even so? Behold! The Power Of Love & Wisdom From On High Drenched Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails!
Real Man Do Cry….
We were a family—Don Miguel Jose Licona—his Family. He was a king in his own right. We lived in his kingdom abiding by his unbreakable laws. At the sound of his name? People trembled.
Indeed! My Father was a MAN, but! I saw him cry. Real man do cry. I shall never forget that amazing moment.
The Fire. The Death Of Carlitos. I Saw My Father’s Tears….
I was just 8 years-old. I was standing at the entrance of our sleeping house. I had just gotten up. The kitchen house had gone up in flames along the whole year’s supplies while I slept.
I was perplexed. My grandmother and the rest of the help were cooking on the remaining coals from the fire. The hut had burnt to the ground. The efforts from the 40 field workers to quench the fire did not avail.
My new born baby brother Carlitos had died. Papa–so tall as he was, dressed in his high boots and kaki trousers and long sleeves shirt? He paused by my side. O what a vivid memory! Don’t know if he even saw me. He paused, his tears flowing he lamented, “He was just a month old!”
Not tears about the fire. Tears about his son. Wow! Real man do cry!
The End Of My Beautiful World ….
Shortly afterwards, he moved us to another of his farms and my whole beautiful world turned out not so beautiful anymore. I had loved that beautiful spot on these earthly grounds.
That Beautiful World? The Cradle Where This TRUE Story Began….
Dear Reader, welcome to THE FAMILY. A TRUE STORY. That beautiful world that was wrenched from that unsuspecting 8-year-old little girl? The cradle where this TRUE story began.
The Beauty Of The Beginning Turns Into A Horror For That Unsuspecting Child….
The later years? Mark the most gruesome of childhoods for that unsuspecting 8-yrs-old child. The new farm had no resemble to her cherished beautiful green world, but!
Children do adjust. Only the shock that followed shortly after that brutal change of location? Again, she was wrenched from that location! The new location? Boarding School.
A torture chamber on the guise of education.
There that child suffered 6 long years of torture. Why? Lack of communication. Lack of consideration for the needs of any other than one’s needs.
Lack Of Communication Engenders Broken Relationships.
Some 70 years later? Not much difference, but! That’s what is called ‘life’ on this insanity ridden world. Regardless! This worldly ‘life’? Not eternal, thank goodness!
That’s THE FAMILY ALWAYS TO BE. That beautiful world of that 8-yrs-old unsuspecting child shall be restored! The beauty of that future world?
Human mind is not capable to come close to imagine such beauty, but! That restoration shall take place only by The Power Of Love & Wisdom From On High.
But What Is That Power? The Power Of Humility To Accept Conviction And Repent ….
The power of humility? The one reason why things have radically changed for me one more time!
Closing For Now. Much To Share Later ….
It’s now 12:57 pm. Dear Reader, this radical change is for keeps. Much to share with you in subsequent posts. For now?
Let me, Welcome you to THE FAMILY ALWAYS TO BE! Or?
From now on in future posts? The core content of what’s happening in my new relationship with my Family along ye et all.
In the meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all stays there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.
Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Wednesday, January 17, 2018 at 4:33 am.
Emotions versus Reality….
Emotions? The root of our spiritual stagnation. What quickened the title for this post to me? Not what, but Who? My Father’s Spirit grieves when I receive comments like the one I am here quoting.
They will obtain gladness and joy, And sorrow and sighing will flee away.
Oh, Thia, I remember when we used to sing that song and it would fill us with gladness.
Father has such a tender heart, He can’t bear to hear you cry but that He comes to your aid. He says, I, even I, and He who comforts you.
Xxxx, my excitement is not about sweet memories of my past. None of that availed us! It’s the suffering! The pain alone that counts! All those emotions are an stench unto His nostrils.
NO! My excitement is about the Father’s amazing revelation about the United Kindred Spirits not by all those songs and emotions of ours, but by His power to discipline and convict us! O that I could share HIM, His Presence and His longing to be Present in the same manner in all His children.
I sense in your emails not the Spirit but only emotions. Guess I am the one missing whatever! Anyhow? His ways and His thoughts are beyond my reach. I love you with His love not mine.
Hope is not an emotion. Hope is a sense of reality.
Wednesday, January 17, 2018 at 9:03 am.
Sense and emotions? Two different things. I sense a blissful future, that’s hope, but! Should I set my eyes on that bliss? Should I not be content in this misery midst? Hope gone! In comes discontent!
So? Concerning what goes on financially in my midst? Billions + billions are already in the hands of our Father/Creator’s choosing for our using, but! In my midst?
After 5 pm this day the electric shall be cut should there be no money to cover the 100 + invoice. The Internet invoice needs to be covered as well or? Cut the Net as well shall be.
Am I still willing to wait, to sit still? To do nothing about it anymore than what is already done? Am I still willing to wait for You my Father with patience and composure?
O My Father—O Father Of Mine? Have mercy on us. Wipe out that worry and dread from Ahmad’s mind and heart. As You have done with me? I plead my Father, do also unto Ahmad.
You alone can do such work in us. We cannot help but panic at the face of adversity. Unless You open our ears to hear our Teacher telling us, “To the left. To the right”? We? Doomed!
Indeed! Doomed to panic and unworthy suspicious about Your faithfulness. This shall no longer in our midst be. You are now setting us free!
More value than money…
As it is? You have already given us the ability not only to do without, but! Mainly? The power to rejoice and be glad amidst the blackest list. Tenfold more than money could ever give to us.
The Creator’s Work no Mine for others to see and?…
Thanks, my Father. I’m willing. More than willing, joyful and glad because You have made me willing. You have done the work in me. Nothing from me. You have set me free. Whatever for?
That unworthy suspicions about Your faithfulness no longer be within me. That others may see my good works of hope and trust in You, and? Esteem and honor and respect Your Mighty Name!
That’s the difference between hope and emotions….
And that, my friends? That’s the difference between hope and emotions. My excitement? Not an emotional outburst. It’s hope at its best.
But what’s the meaning of our troubles and tribulations? The Almighty Father/Creator of our beings has a ready answer, but!
He is now ready to lift Himself up to us as it is stated in previous posts. The whole chapters in Isaiah 30 and Jeremiah 30 are eye openers. May ye all be led to carefully take it in. It’s written,
For I am with you, says the Master, to save you; for I will make a full and complete end of all the nations to which I have scattered you, but I will not make a full and complete end of you. But I will correct you in measure and with judgment and will in no sense hold you guiltless or leave you unpunished. For thus says the Master:
Your hurt is incurable and your wound is grievous.
There is none to plead your cause; for the pressing together of your wound you have no healing device, no binding plaster.
All your lovers (allies) have forgotten you; they neither seek, inquire of, or require you.
For I have hurt you with the wound of an enemy, with the chastisement of a cruel and merciless foe, because of the greatness of your perversity and guilt, because your sins are glaring and innumerable.
Why do you cry out because of your hurt, the natural result of your sins? Your pain is deadly (incurable).
Because of the greatness of your perversity and guilt, because your sins are glaring and innumerable, I have done these things to you.
O people who dwell in Zion at Jerusalem, you will weep no more. He will surely be gracious to you at the sound of your cry; when He hears it, He will answer you.
And though the Almighty Yahuwah gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, yet your Teacher will not hide Himself any more, but your eyes will constantly behold your Teacher.
And your ears will hear a word behind you, saying, This is the way; walk in it, when you turn to the right hand and when you turn to the left.
Notice, there is emphasis on the fact that our adversities and the water of our afflictions are the natural result of our sins.
What in heaven’s name are our sins? The righteous ones in this insanity ridden world may ask. Righteous ones? Indeed! SELF-RIGHTEOUS! A stench unto the Father/Creator’s nostrils.
Ha! What a revelation! Just now this amazing truth flashed in my mind. Wow! Need I to write or say more? I sit still. I wait on You to act in our behalf. Just then? Ahmad on the line again! Meaning?
These lines I’m now recording? Not mine, but! ‘The words of the wise are like prodding goads, and firmly fixed in the mind like nails are the collected sayings which are given as proceeding from ONE Shepherd.’
Ahmad had called me earlier. He explained why he did not come last night as promised. Then he expressed his dread about the electricity issue.
I had only written part of the message. I read it to him, but! I sensed, though he agrees he is still unable to shake off his dread and worry.
So? As the message developed, it came to me to intercede for Ahmad and? I wished somehow to let Ahmad know about the call for our Father to set him free from his dread.
Just then? Ahmad of the line again. Hum? “Why are you calling me?” Came my unnecessary question. Meaning of his call?
“And because you My child—My beloved thiaBasilia have set your love upon Me, therefore will I deliver you;
I will set you on high, because you know and understand My name—have personal knowledge of My mercy, love and kindness;
trust and rely on Me, knowing I will never forsake you, no, never!
And you shall call upon Me, and I will answer you;
I will be with you in trouble, I will deliver you and honor you.
With long eternal life will I satisfy you, and show you—reveal to you My salvation even Yahushua your Messiah!”
Wow! I read to Ahmad. This time? I sense he received. Is my Father for real or not? Where is there room for me to harbor unworthy suspicions about His faithfulness to us all?
And? There my beloved friends and readers of these lines, there again you have the difference between sense and emotions.
I will continue to post as per instructions to do so. In the meantime, and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.
Hahaha! HalleluYah! It’s happening! United Kindred Spirits, but! Not an Organization by human hands. Wow! What an awesome revelation!
In my distress I called upon my Master and the Father/Creator of my being? Speedily! That voice from my heart resounded in my ears.
This whole afternoon, perhaps my whole day? Misery. Doubt. Fear loudly knocking! No heat. Shivering cold again. Excruciating pain in my feet on and off. Silence again. No calls. No personal emails.
The food supplies going down. The Internet and the electricity could be cut for lack of money, but! All that? Secondary. Number one misery? Silence from above. Frightening threats from below.
I headed for bed. Getting under the cold covers I remember the threat, ‘something is seriously wrong with you.’ Loudly I spew the answer, ‘There shall no evil come near me nor any plague come nigh my dwelling!’ Next?
I began my complain. “How can I keep on posting all of these Poly-Annie liken words because, I have no tangible results of You materializing Your promises to me, to us? I will not post anymore. I had it!” Up went my shrilling cry!
Tears copiously flowing. My feet like two blocks of ice. The cold covers were hard to pull with my aching arms. I managed to curled up under and hope to warm up. Suddenly!
“UNITED KINDRED SPIRITS UN-OFFICIAL” came loudly and clear to my mind. The tears dried almost immediately. My attention sprung up! Wow!
Next? The same picture of gardens and families working together to plant and to build was displayed like a film slide for my eyes to feast on!
I paused. I reflected. In a moment of time? Some thirty plus past years of my life began my spirit lifting up and up!
Nothing. Absolutely NOTHING is as we human beings think it to be….
Dear Readers, nothing is like we human beings have ever even imagined it to be. It’s a fact! Our Maker and Creator’s ways and thoughts are far above out of reach to the human mind.
When United Kindred Spirits was first set in my heart and mind? I thought it was to be a legal Organization to collect the monies necessary for the Creator’s restoration plan. DUH!
How on earth my puny brain fancied to get that kind of money? We are not talking about nickels and dimes. We are talking about billions +billions!
That kind of money is already in the hands of Father/Creator’s choosing. It shall be funneled for the restoration of the Garden as per the Creator’s will.
This day? The Father/Creator of our beings is setting the record straight for mine and all His children benefit.
Through the waves of the Internet? United Kindred Spirits IS now a REALITY by the will and doings of the Father/Creator of our beings.
United Kindred Spirits IS NOT to ever be any resemble of an Organization by the hands of mankind. I will continue to post as per instructions.
In the meantime, and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia