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