Tuesday, October 18, 2016 at 6:44 am
It’s been around two years or so since I started blogging. So far I have gained a couple of hundred followers and nearly one thousand likes. Lately? Only a handful of faithful ones continue to visit me. At moments of despair it all was getting to me. I was jealous at the sight of hundreds of comments in the posts of my visitors. Me? It’s a wonder if I get 2 or 3 maybe 5 likes and hardly any comments at all.
Suddenly! Nothing is getting to me! Is like my Father has encased me in an especial crystal bubble where I can see and hear and read all kinds of things to write about whether good, bad or in between concerning myself, Ahmad, my children, my friends and the world at large but, nothing, nothing at all is affecting me in any way, shape or form.
Is like my mind has been left out of that especial bubble. Is like the mind that has been leading & directing me is now revealing my Master’s nature within me for myself and for all of my concern. So, it is not a matter of not giving a care of who one offends or not. It is all a matter of what our Loving Father/Creator is doing to restore us all to the original state of our creation. Isn’t that something?
Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Monday, October 17, 2016 at 9:53 pm
“Astounding!! Great post! I love how you write. Keep it up!”
O my Father—O Father of mine, what is the meaning of such high compliments coming from different sources? Whether the people is reading and considering the value of the content of the post is something I do not know. For they praise my writing style remaining silent about the content. I sense Your direction on how I am to proceed but, I must wait. At the moment sleep is calling.
Tuesday, October 18, 2016 at 3:24 am
It’s a rat race! Maybe, just a mice race! Regardless, we humans are stuck in one of those contraptions to exercise the pet mice—the mouse wheels. And of course, there are many different kinds of wheels on the world of today. Every mouse deserves to have a wheel in their environment. …Oh?
Hahaha! A mouse wheel? Each of the myriad of ideas and concepts one has about worship and about what You require from us. What a thought You quickened to me as I read in an email from a friend, “…my quiet time with the Lord.” That to compare the fact that I am keeping to myself in the Presence of my Master, by far a different matter than a set ‘quiet’ time with a Lord that is not really known by many. (I hate to say this and I am going to catch fire on account of saying it but, at the sound of that word ejected with such reverence by so many, my spirit does a summersault because I immediately remember that movie, ‘The Lord Of The Flies’.) Anyhow, keeping to myself in the Presence of my Father got nothing to do with any time with a ‘Lord’ that I don’t know.
O mine! Christian Mice. Not long ago I was such an animal spinning my wheels energetically for a set time thinking to be quite pleasant to the Master Creator of our beings.
The Master Creator of our beings? He turned His head from me. He couldn’t stand my mouse stench. He let me spin for a long time until… I dropped dead from exhaustion. That was the instant he picked up that dead lump that I was … wow! Life, real life entered that dead lump of the mouse that I was and?
The cage & wheel were swung away. The mouse became a little sheep. It was set free! The Master’s fold became its habitat. In that fold the sheep may fearlessly and freely go out. They come back in, refreshed and replenished because the Master goes ahead and stays behind each one of them. As it is written,
I ASSURE you, most solemnly I tell you, he who does not enter by the door into the sheepfold, but climbs up some other way (elsewhere, from some other quarter) is a thief and a robber. But he who enters by the door is the shepherd of the sheep. The watchman opens the door for this man, and the sheep listen to his voice and heed it; and he calls his own sheep by name and brings (leads) them out.
When he has brought his own sheep outside, he walks on before them, and the sheep follow him because they know his voice. They will never [on any account] follow a stranger, but will run away from him because they do not know the voice of strangers or recognize their call. Yahushua used this parable (illustration) with them, but they did not understand what He was talking about.
So Yahushua said again, I assure you, most solemnly I tell you, that I Myself am the Door for the sheep. All others who came [as such] before Me are thieves and robbers, but the [true] sheep did not listen to and obey them.
I am the Door; anyone who enters in through Me will be saved (will live). He will come in and he will go out [freely], and will find pasture. The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy.
I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance (to the full, till it overflows). I am the Good Shepherd. The Good Shepherd risks and lays down His own life for the sheep. [Psalms 23] But the hired servant (he who merely serves for wages) who is neither the shepherd nor the owner of the sheep, when he sees the wolf coming, deserts the flock and runs away. And the wolf chases and snatches them and scatters [the flock].
Now the hireling flees because he merely serves for wages and is not himself concerned about the sheep [cares nothing for them]. I am the Good Shepherd; and I know and recognize My own, and My own know and recognize Me– Even as [truly as] the Father knows Me and I also know the Father–and I am giving My [very own] life and laying it down on behalf of the sheep.
And I have other sheep [beside these] that are not of this fold. I must bring and impel those also; and they will listen to My voice and heed My call, and so there will be [they will become] one flock under one Shepherd. (John 10:1-25)
O me! O mine! What a trip it is this life that we live on these earthly grounds! Guess I am obnoxious & rambunctious & offensive to the tender human nature of so many. Even so, I must go on and on. Never minding what is what. Did I offend you? Tell it to my Master please but, how can you? In that case, let my Master tell you. One way or the other, my Master is going to get your attention by His power of love from on high no matter how offended you get because of the things He has me to proclaim to the mice of this world.
Next Post? Maybe my Teacher will have me to expose the thief that does not enter by the Door but climbs in any other way; the one that has come to destroy not only most loving Christians but also the majority of the of the ones belonging to the Almighty Master Loving Father/Creator of our beings. The Sovereign and sole Creator of the whole Universe.
The thief that has not come in the fold of the sheep by the Door. Would that have to do with all and any of the religions & philosophies & spiritual practices rampart in the world at large? Heavy thought.
His love in my heart for all, thia Basilia.