Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Saturday, March 24, 2018 at 3:54 pm
What Is It With The Push To ‘Love Ourselves’?
No it’s nothing wrong with loving ourselves. In fact we are supposed to do so. Why now the passionate ‘push? Maybe we are swimming in reverse.
We been swimming in the seas of hate for ourselves plus the fuss so long, so long. Now we are swimming in the seas of love and peace and all beautiful as it is to belong
Do we realize why we swim at all?
Why we swim the turbulent waters as well as the peaceful ones? Why we do what we do one way or the other?
Sure! Many have figured out such a puzzle, but!
Not many I hear tell what it should be told. As a whole is not a matter of love or hate. That’s only the buds of the root with no debate.
The root? No debate?
There is hate. Yes, the core of all our doings with no exception. With much perception. Indeed! The root of all our universal problems is ANGER, but not just anger in the general sense of the word. NAY!
What is ANGER ?
Anger is the killer of all our good and noble intentions as well as the killer of the most depraved and corrupted ones, but!
What specifically kind of anger has come to my knowledge only recently?
We are ANGRY at two beings in our lives.
The Mighty Being Who created us.
The woman that gave birth to us.
Preposterous! No way! We love and take care of mom. We bless her. We go out of our way to show our love to our moms. Indeed we do!
And the Creator? For goodness sake! Don’t I see the most fantastic demonstrations of worship?
The music. The great sacrifices. The offerings. Wow! How can we be angry with a deity we claim to be ‘love’?
Ah! But we are. I never saw this before as I am seeing it now. Think about it dear reader, why all this amazing demonstrations of love for those two beings in our lives?
Granted, some mothers are well deserving of such love as we see fit, but whether the mother deserves it or not we feel compelled to love her. We go out of the way to show such love.
And we are angry with mother? And the Creator? Don’t we even sacrificed our lives to serve and honor Him? But! We are angry with both of them.
How can that be? How can we be angry with such Beings?
That’s what the Father/Creator has been driving at by letting us stew in our anger until we cry ‘uncle!’ Until we hit bottom just like any addicted one would do to overcome the addiction.
What is ANGER?
Anger is an addiction that no human being can really conquer. You’ll see. How long shall take for you to see? That’s the question and the answer I have no business meddling with.
The question and the answer I have no business meddling with. …?
I have greater matters in my way—gout pain? Much greater than meddling with somebody’s else’s gout! I am going on! Victory at last! Even my gout is rejoicing with me!
I been totally frustrated with my designing skills, but! Just now? I accomplished close to what I want to accomplish! Hahaha! HalleluYah! Take a look: https://www.thia-basilia.com/
Everybody gets to rejoice with me now, NO EXCEPTIONS! No more the grumpy face of the last few days. Even my gout is rejoicing with me! How ’bout you? And? How you been my dear Reader?
How is about a comment not just an awesome?
Even a couple of lines insulting me will come in handy. Hahaha! I’m a bundle of contradictions. Honestly.
One moment I am hassling the complementors like Ngobese. The next moment? I’m relishing his compliments. The next moment? I rather be insulted than complimented!
O dear! There is a time and a place to accommodate all my contradictions, and? A time and a place for yours as well.
Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all stays there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. 🙂 🙂 🙂
It’s 8:19 pm. It’s the last day of this short month. O my Father? You know how I am feeling. Perhaps I need to sleep for the rest of this day. I’ll try.
It’s 11:14 pm. Never made it to my bed. Been fooling with my blog. Coming along just fine. Now I have a notice from Derek in Facebook. I might follow up with it. I’ll see how You lead me, my Father.
What Happened? What Continues To Happen …. ?
Nay! No Dereck. Have something better. My promise my delusions and confusions to you dear Reader. To ye all to confess!
Now, here look! I’m not really a ‘cook’! I just got better things in my mind for me to always take a look. I wrote a short comment. I’ll xxxx names and such for the sake of privacy, but!
My mind is set in reverse …. ?
I used to look at my past. Painful memories I could not forsook over and over to look.
I now look at my present. Painful memories?
Forsaken! For the last couple of days?
All my thoughts now revert to a past with so many wonderful memories mine for the taken.
What happened? What continues to happen? What miracle every single day come my way? Well? Nowadays, at every turn of my way?
A Miracle Happen, But! People? They Just ….?
Something triggers my mind to think of one or another wonderful memory from my memorable past. In the following comments I’ll share my miraculous memories.
Would people see my miraculous memories. Would people can see nothing but! Whatever other than the miracle I proclaim in vain? What’s my problem? People. I’ll explain.
These two comments could explain ….?
Hahaha! I knew you would come through sooner or later. New thing for me: I REFRAINED FROM PRESSURING YOU! It was hard, until yesterday.
Yesterday? All kinds of evil thoughts about myself, my children, and most especially about one of daughters—the one closest to me, and the one who has hurt me the most. Suddenly! Out of my mouth came these words,
I REFUSE TO DWELL ON THESE THINGS ANY LONGER! I QUIT CURSING MYSELF AND MY CHILDREN WITH THIS KIND OF THINKING! THAT’S FOR GOOD AND FOREVER!
WOW, my Friend! Like magic? I was set free! Joy. Power. Love. Compassion and all of that? Tenfold returned unto me somewhat. I am really, really free. The SON set me like He promises in the book of John.
Free for ever to be. No more thinking the worst of myself as well as of any circumstance that comes my way. The result?
You came through with such encouraging news.
Ahmad, an art major? Has returned to instruct me with my graphics.
Working on my new logo as per your inspiration.
I have become a comedian, making fun of all my past delusions.
All my thoughts now revert to a past with so many wonderful memories.
Isn’t that something? A miracle for sure! Hahaha! HalleluYah! Now I know what to post next to break in between chapters as soon as I finish my art’s home work. 🙂
A second comment ….
I second the motion. Practicing. I have only heard corporation members lifting their finger and? “I second the motion.” Such solemn event to me.
Never dreamed I’ll member of such scary dealings. You think I’ll qualify to be a member of your prestigious company? lol
Been to the judge–court for my son’s adoption. I was so scared that I forgot my name. The Judge wanted to know my name. I turned to my husband and asked, “What’s my name?” The Judge roared in laughter. The adoption went through like a breeze.
That’s me. That’s why Father takes care of me. I’m helpless without Him. That thing about Father helps those who help themselves? A lie from the pit of hell. Those who help themselves don’t need Him at all. Lol
Well? I am not any longer a self-helper. I am as helpless as a new born baby in the cradle. A new born baby crying for mom. Crying, or? Peacefully sleeping not weeping.
It’s midnight! Another day. Friday, March 2, 2018 at 12:02 am. Going to bed at last. Four hours later? Here I am. O my Father? Here I am with renewed determination.
Indeed! Determinate to keep my focus on You not on people. People. People. People don’t see, or? Do they just see differently than me?
Wisdom in my Book ….?
You see there? That statement is what is called ‘wisdom’ in my book, but! To people? That’s something they practice without much ado. Like I do.
My Sense Of Humor? Nonsense! O But! ….?
Hahaha! Nothing humorous do people see, or do they? Yeah, many do, but! That many more? They wander in uproar! What’s with the ‘cooks’ and their looks?
Is somebody taking care of that old woman? IS SOMEBODY TRAVELING WITH YOU?
The bewildered man exclaimed in utter consternation looking at my baggage I intended to take in the plane with me. I didn’t blink an eye as I replied, “No. Should they be?”
The blessed man was dismay at my reply so lamed and plain. He just grabbed my baggage and throw them on the baggage bin. Stamped my ticket, and?
On the plane to take me to my final end …. ?
Twenty two hours of unfamiliar territory. That was just the beginning of this yet! Unfamiliar Middle East to tell my story.
Humorous? Indeed as you’ll see …. ?
From the beginning with that airport incident? The incidents of my border crossings? Everybody is tense trying their best not tense to be. Me?
Like a child in a chocolate factory? Wondering what flavor is for me, giving lamed replies, disarming the wonderful workers of any doubt of my integrity to be.
No need to be tense. No need to fake a courage not near as the fear that is there. The workers know the drill. They good at their skill. They see. No need to kill me.
A breath of fresh air to them I am …. ?
To them? I’m a breath of fresh air to give them the courage to go on with their day. From my unique outfit to the numerous bags I deem necessary with me to carry?
A suitcase full with the content of my freezer. I’m on my way to another location. Question holding the bag with my frozen black beans, WHAT IS THIS? The bewildered young lady asked.
“That’s my birth food from Guatemala, would you like a taste?” Out of my child’s mouth came my answer.
The young lady, smiled, put the bag back in the suitcase. Gave me the pass to go on. Next time back at the same border? That young lady spotted me heading their way.
My same bags and suitcases piled up on the cart. Back-pack on my back. Pushing. Pushing. She leaves her welcome stand. She helps me to load the whole thing on the security bin!
Is that not a miracle? Ah! But how we take such grand things as mere happenings in this insanity ridden world where there is no time for these miracles of mine.
But! That’s not the case with you dear Reader. That’s not the case with ye all members of my United Kindred Spirits Unofficial. UKSU, how’s that for short?
All these happenings to me? Miracles not the delusions of my past confusions. A past when? My present was so far then.
My Present? About Delusions? My Own Delusions And Confusions ….?
I’m Fixing To Confess, the major victory I profess. Those delusions and confusions? Only stepping stones to climb up. No regrets. No turning back. That’s the fact.
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. …
Sunday, January 21, 2018 at 11:38 am.
O My Father—O Father Of Mine? The risk is great in the writing of this post, but! Though I risk offending and out of shape some bending? You are the Master in control. At Your word? I obey, regardless!
A famine for hearing the words of the Master….
It’s 3:30 pm. Didn’t know how to continue with this post. I slept for a couple of hours. On waking up? My Teacher whispered where I had to look to go ahead.
The Time of the End
Amos 8:11-12 AMPC+
Behold, the days are coming, says the Master the Creator, when I will send a famine in the land, not a famine of bread, nor a thirst for water, but [a famine] for hearing the words of the Master.
And [the people] shall wander from sea to sea and from the north even to the east; they shall run to and fro to seek the word of the Lord [inquiring for and requiring it as one requires food], but shall not find it.
AND AT that time [of the end] Michael shall arise, the great [angelic] prince who defends and has charge of your [Daniel’s] people. And there shall be a time of trouble, straitness, and distress such as never was since there was a nation till that time. But at that time your people shall be delivered, everyone whose name shall be found written in the Book [of the Creator’s plan for His own].
And many of those who sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake: some to everlasting life and some to shame and everlasting contempt and abhorrence. [Joh_5:29]
And the teachers and those who are wise shall shine like the brightness of the firmament, and those who turn many to righteousness (to uprightness and right standing with the Creator) [shall give forth light] like the stars forever and ever. [Mat_13:43]
But you, O Daniel, shut up the words and seal the Book until the time of the end. [Then] many shall run to and fro and search anxiously [through the Book], and knowledge [of the Creator’s purposes as revealed by His prophets] shall be increased and become great. [Amos 8:12]
Reading those words? I see how easy it is to justify our doings. How easy it is to assume our Creator’s approval of our doings. For instances, the words, ‘And the teachers…’
Ah! Immediately all Bible teachers pat themselves in the back confident of our Creator’s approval, but! They disregard the words of Yahushua,
Matthew 23:8-13 AMPC+
But you are not to be called rabbi (teacher), for you have one Teacher and you are all brothers.
And do not call anyone [in the church] on earth father, for you have one Father, Who is in heaven.
And you must not be called masters (leaders), for you have one Master (Leader), the Christ.
He who is greatest among you shall be your servant.
Whoever exalts himself with haughtiness and empty pride shall be humbled (brought low), and whoever humbles himself [whoever has a modest opinion of himself and behaves accordingly] shall be raised to honor.
But woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, pretenders (hypocrites)! For you shut the kingdom of heaven in men’s faces; for you neither enter yourselves, nor do you allow those who are about to go in to do so.
What is this great controversy about the Church and the Pastors and the Bible Teachers?….
Alright! Let’s put two and two together. What is this great controversy about the Church and the Pastors and the Bible Teachers?
Where all come from the myriad of different beliefs, religions, groups, churches, and! The great fallen away from it all to the beautiful side of evil—the knowledge of GOOD from the same forbidden tree?
Think about it. Why the apprehension in our souls as we watch the parade of goodness from that tree? At the sound of,
‘Unconditional love! Divine Self! Complete! I love myself’?
Some of us tremble. Why? We distinctly know something does not add up, but! For the most? We stay silent. We figure, To each his own. We go on with our own business.
Well? That’s the way of humankind. We are humans. We think and act as per the good programmed in our natural minds, but! Unfortunately? We call evil good and good evil.
Lack of knowledge of the Creator and His ways….
It all lies in the knowledge from the forbidden tree of the knowledge of good and evil. It lies in the lack of knowledge of the Creator and His ways.
This all it’s just coming to me. It’s not my own reasoning for sure….
Now? Am I already boring you with all of this seemingly reasoning of my own? Hold it. I really don’t know what I am writing. This all it’s just coming to me. It’s not my own reasoning for sure.
Come now, and let us reason together, says the Master….
It does make sense though. Our Almighty Creator is calling us all to come and reason things out with Him, as per what’s written,
Isaiah 1:18 AMPC+
Come now, and let us reason together, says the Master. Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall be like wool.
Dear Reader, read the whole chapter in Isaiah 1. It will open your mind and soul should you be willing to reason things out heart to heart with the Master Creator of our beings.
Am I a Bible scholar? So far from the truth. …
Ha! This quoting of Scriptures could give the impression that I am a Bible scholar. So far from the truth. The truth? All those Scriptures just pop in my mind as the Spirit is directing whatever I’m writing.
Let me relate to you an incident that keeps coming to mind in reference to the quoting of Scriptures in all my writings.
To that end, I will quote a writing where I quoted Scriptures I had no previous knowledge of. That was when I first started writing consistently every single day of my life. Quote,
Mine shall be a good day!
March 21/87.5:20 a.m. Birds are singing, Master, the dawn of a new day must be approaching, Oh, Master, how great Thou are!
For Your Spirit is harboring the earth right now as it was that first day; in a short while Thou shall say “let there be light,” and there shall appear the light of a new day!
And it shall be a good day!
Yes, a good day, for Thou has so written it in the Book of Life and what it’s written in the Book of Life it’s Your Word which stands true forever!
Yes, it shall be a good day!
“But Thia, how about all the evil of the day? How can your day be good? Have you thought about your doubts? Have you thought about your ups and downs? Do you remember your failures? Do you see your inability? Don’t you know that you are always a day late and a dollar short? And what about the national situation, haven’t you heard the news, there is “Aids” and something worse that “Aids,” some unknown plague that is approaching us. And there is war and rumors of war. And you can’t even travel because you might be held up as a hostage. And right here in your back yard, don’t you realize how easy it is for a nut to break into your house and rape and kill you? How can your day be good?”
Devil, my day shall be good because so it’s written in the Book of life. Genesis 1:26-31. You are a liar, a destroyer, a murderer from the beginning, so it’s also written. Your end it’s even written in the Book of life. John 8:44; Revelation 15:2.
I come against you and your foul words and suggestions, in the name of the Mighty Elohim I serve, the Mighty One of Israel, I come against the evil of this day Satan, in the name of Yahushua. Luke 11:20-22.
I live in the secret place of the Most High, sheltered by the Elohim that is above all Elohims, this I declare, I abide in the name of Yahushua, He is my fortress, my refuge, my shield of faith. Psalms 91:1-2.
Satan, I reject your words and suggestions, I refuse to dwell in the evil of this day and the frustrations of my flesh, for you are a liar, a father of lies, and a murderer from the beginning. Philippians 4:6; I Peter 5:8-9.
The truth is that you are speaking to my flesh, the flesh of the Thia that died in the cross with Yahushua. Satan, that Thia is dead! Romans 6:11.
But I, the new Thia, resurrected in Yahushua Messiah, I, come in the name of that same Yahushua, to trample you under my feet! Romans 8:1-2; Ephesians 6:11-16.
Begone Satan, mine shall be a good day, for I’m a new creature, there shall no evil come near me nor any plague come nigh my dwelling. Matthew 4:10; II Corinthians 5:17; Psalms 91:10.
And I have the power to trample you under my feet and vanish you from my sight, in Yahushua Messiah, my Master and Savior. So it is written. Psalms 91:13.
Yes, it shall be a good day! —So it is written in the Book of Life. Alleluia!
Honest to goodness! To this day? I have never been able to memorize one single verse of Scripture. None! Zilch! I must refer to a copy of the Bible to read those Scriptures as they pop into mind while I’m writing.
Yes, I have, by now? Read the whole Book, but! Not from cover to cover or in a systematic way of reading it in a year or so liken to the normal way of reading is done. Not at all. Never been able to stick to any of those systems.
So? How am I able to quote so many proper Scriptures? Hum! Me? Able? Nay! Honestly, it’s not my ability. It’s the Presence of the Father/Creator’s Spirit—the Teacher in my heart. He pops those Scriptures in my mind. I go to the Book and quote exactly as the Spirit leads me to do. Simple.
What Is Causing Apprehension?….
Anyhow? What Is Causing Apprehension? Why Not Assurance, Confidence in our midst? Simple. Timing. The Creator’s timing that is!
Time for the Creator to enable us all to come and reason things out with Him….
It’s now His time to lift Himself up to us. His time to show His justice. Time to show His mercy. Time for Him to enable us all to come and reason things out with Him.
It’s all about our Creator and ourselves individually and personal….
Indeed! It’s all about our Creator and ourselves individually and personal. Don’t you think so, dear Reader? Our redemption draws nigh.
The Plan Of Our Restoration To The Original Intent For Our Creation Is In Effect—To Be Loved by our Creator and to Love Him in return.
The March To Success, Success, Success Without Recess Shall Soon Come To Naught…
Monday, January 22, 2018 at 3:02 am.
To naught! That’s what! This time? All nations shall know and bow down to the ground to the ONE with Whom we must do without any ado. Amen or so be it.
Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. 🙂
Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Saturday, January 20, 2018 at 5:46 am.
O! Oh! The 7th Day of Rest finds me? Resting on You. Restlessness and messes and disrespectfulness? Going with the emotional glean of no duration wind!
Harsh weather hit the town to pawn and tear down, but! My soul?…
Yesterday? Harsh weather hit the town to pawn and tear down, but! My soul? Could not touch not near detach from Your firm hold on me! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Hum! It’s already 11:13 am. Been up since forever! Done wrote a letter to Joyce. Wondering if I should post it? I’m several posts backed up. Don’t know which way go to again go.
Lack of Communication….
I see clear the outline from 1985 to this 2018, but! I wonder why I’m dwindling around with the whole matter, not really knowing what to pick and stick as per Your loving will.
What to do? Where to go next? Have I missed any step? I’m wondering about the covers for the books. They don’t meet the standards for a professional cover, but!
I sense those do meet Your standards. More and more I see every day how remarkable is this issue of lack of communication.
More and more I see this issue as the key that locks us out the door of the best for our lives. Some talk about oranges. The others talk about apples.
They both think they talk about the same thing because, apples and oranges are both fruits, but both are miles apart in all aspects of the matter. Duh!
People do not quite understand me or you….
But why am I bringing this issue up? O well! Maybe to comfort myself. In the last few months? The Spirit of the Father/Creator within my being shows to me how people do not quite understand me.
Totally frustrating! From childhood to senior age and beyond the bounds of the lands? No one really understood much about this thiaBasilia at hand, but! Now? Wow!
It’s 7:52 pm. I woke up about 2 hours ago. Returned call from Joyce. We share for a long time as usual. Check the link about asparagus she sent to me. That brought me to Facebook.
In Facebook? I read the article. Check my notifications, and? Look at what I found! A post I wrote on Friday, January 20, 2017. Wow! It blows my mind! Exactly one year to the date.
O my Father! I’m flabbergasted! To experience Your Presence? Nothing short of amazing, and? You know it. You know all things before anything comes to be. A paragraph from that post,
Well, I slept for quite a few hours yesterday. Been 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.
Forever Asking, “Who Am I?”
Well? Today is Saturday, January 20, 2018 at 8:52 pm. Exactly today one year ago? I wrote asking the same question. Here is the link, Who am I?
What is so amazing about an old post of mine?…
Hum! What is so amazing about an old post of mine? For one thing, whatever I have written or whatever I shall write? It’s all in Your hands of mercy, O my Father.
It’s all not from me, but! It’s all from You. That’s the reason why the awesome response to such posts. So? What am I to do now with this post? Tell when come back. For now, I must sleep. 9:11 pm.
Sunday, January 21, 2018 at 12:55 am.
O but how blessed I am to wake up at midnight with my heart full to the brim with Him that I must do? Blessed be His name forever! In silence I worship You, my Father!
Who Am I again and again? I’m Yours, first. Your thiaBasilia—A Child Of Your Heart….
But then? sometimes perhaps a ‘fisherman’ I am. Other times? Your ‘scribe’ fits the vein, but!
As of seven or eight by now years past? A ‘star’—an ‘angel’—Ah! How’s about just a simple ‘messenger’ to the ‘Lost Sheep of Yisrael’ You compelled me to be?
No biggie.Just a ‘messenger’ delivering such a MESSAGE…
No biggie. No more intrigue. Just a ‘messenger’ delivering such a MESSAGE. That MESSAGE is the ‘biggie’ not the simple ‘messenger’.
Forget about the ‘simple messenger’. Concentrate on the MESSAGE—the GOOD NEWS from on high delivered with might! Might? Indeed!
Behold! The Power Of Love & Wisdom From On High Drenched Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails!
WOW! The GOOD NEWS to the ‘Lost Sheep of Yisrael? Yeap! What ‘Lost Sheep am I talking about? Talking about you and he and she and me.
We Are The ‘LOST SHEEP OF YISRAEL’
Not at all a plank. This you can put in your bank. YAHUSHUA the Messiah—the ONE sent? He was sent exclusively to US—of Yisrael? The LOST! Not my thinking. It’s written,
Matthew 15:24 AMPC+
He answered, I was sent only to the lost sheep of the house of Israel.
Years plus years of reading the same words. It all went over my head, until? My appointed time. That solemn moment of APRIL 27, 2008 at 5:48 am TO ME IT CAME.
SO? Here I’m! some ten years later—a ‘Messenger to the ‘Lost Sheep of Yisrael, and! I find myself? Dumb! Flabbergasted! Astonished at the veracity of that solemn call in 2008.
Simple ways of our Creator against the complicated ways about Him by mankind created….
O my Friend Reader of these lines! I hope you are beginning to see along with me, how real and simple are the ways of our Creator against the complicated ways about Him by mankind created.
A New Look At Myself For You, My Friend. Who Am I To You & For You.
I am an angel—a messenger from on high to the lost sheep of Yisrael. I am not the MESSENGER—even YAHUSHUA—the Messiah—the One sent to us.
No, I am not Him, but? I am His messenger—His Ambassador to deliver His message to the “Lost Sheep of Yisrael’.
Who Am I One More Time. This Time? This 2017 Year? How It Concerns You Big Time! Why?
Simple. It’s your time. Your time for what? Your time not just to hear and let this message fly by your head alone, but! To hear and let this message penetrate to the depth of your spirit being.
To hear and obey this message? What is this message all about? This is a message of ‘repentance’. Repentance is not a bad word.
Only the connotation of badness is what keeps us from taking advantage of the message of ‘repentance’, but! All that apprehension is ending now. How can that be?
Time and timing. Our destiny runs like a clock. Not the physical instrument, those break or are not always available or reliable. But the clock inscribed in the span of the Universe? Steady forever!
On that clock the seasons take place. Then?
For everything there is a season.
Seasons come and go, until our season comes to stay for eternity. It’s that simple.
So? We have messed up our existence….
So? We have messed up our existence. Each one of us have chosen to follow the winds of our imagination. We mount our horse and? Away we go!
Some mount on swift steads that carry them to the mountain top of success, but! Once there? Still on the horse’s mount, SUCCESS! Goes the cry! We spook the horse. The horse bolts! Down to the brown ground we are bound.
On we again and again, until! ….
Over and over we get up. We dust ourselves. We find a less spooky horse, and on we again and again, until! The clock ticks our midnight.
Not much delight in the midnight. Darkness and death amid us sticks. Success? After all is not worth the climb. There is, still, only darkness in our minds—the darkness of the times.
Is the Almighty to remain silent as our rebellious route comes to an end in the bend? NAY! ….
So? The Almighty Creator has let it all take place. He has given us a choice. Our choice led us to death row. In death? There is no life. No chance to love and be loved. No chance to be a family, but!
That’s enough! Cries the Master. I see you left on that hill of the darkness of the times. It’s time. It’s midnight. Come, partake of My mercy. Let Me show My loving-kindness to you.
For I am your Almighty of justice. Blessed, happy, fortunate, to be envied are all those who earnestly wait for Me, who expect and look and long for My victory, My favor, My love, My peace, My joy, and My matchless, unbroken companionship]!
WOW! No need to expound the matter any further. Our midnight is here! Dear Reader, thanks for your visit.
Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all stays 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