Instead, on Sunday, October 30, 2016 around 9:12 am it came to me to call my friend Muna. Shocking news—my beloved friend Adeeb was dead! Unbelievable shock to my soul. Next thing I was on my way to see his body one last time.
Three days of mourning among thousands of devoted members of the family and friends gathered together to comfort each other. Me? Many placed their arms around my shoulders telling me of their love for me as a member of the family. What an honor!
O my Father—O Father of mine, many inquired about my whereabouts. In his death, my friend opened the door for the message of Your power of love from high to reach the ears of many in the family. Such a matter was not possible while my friend was still alive. Amazing!
Now I find myself in a quandary again but! Day by day the matter of Your purpose for my existence becomes more clear than the day before. You have raised me to deliver Your final message to restore Your children. How can I, O my Father—O Father of mine? How can I? The country is in a state of euphoria. Little do they know, euphoria is not love.
There is no change. There is no inkling of repentance. Back to Christmas time. Back to gift giving & taking. Back to business as usual. The callers to repentance? Bah-humbug! Doomsayers! Yahushua’s words pronounced loud & clear for all to understand? Ah! Oh! That’s for the ‘Jews’ not for me! God is love!
First commandment? Of course, we love God but! Our families come first. On goes the Second commandment before the first. We must love ourselves as we love our neighbor. We are A-OK! Let’s celebrate! What then? What is next? Isaiah Chapter 1, is next My child.
When you come to appear before Me, who requires of you that your [unholy feet] trample My courts? Bring no more offerings of vanity (emptiness, falsity, vainglory, and futility); [your hollow offering of] incense is an abomination to Me; the New Moons and Sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot endure–[it is] iniquity and profanation, even the solemn meeting.
Your New Moon festivals and your [hypocritical] appointed feasts My soul hates. They are an oppressive burden to Me; I am weary of bearing them. And when you spread forth your hands [in prayer, imploring help], I will hide My eyes from you; even though you make many prayers, I will not hear.
Your hands are full of blood! Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean; put away the evil of your doings from before My eyes! Cease to do evil, Learn to do right! Seek justice, relieve the oppressed, and correct the oppressor. Defend the fatherless, plead for the widow. 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. If you are willing and obedient, you shall eat the good of the land; But if you refuse and rebel, you will be devoured by the sword. For the mouth of the Master has spoken it. (Isaiah 1:12-20)
Ignore the euphoric state of the country. Continue to deliver My message to restore My children to the original state for their creation. Deliver this message to my Servant Ray Edwards. I will do the rest.
O my Father—O Father of mine? Let Your will be done every step of my way in Your Presence. Take the coal, touch my lips, here I am. Thank You for not only making things clear to me but also for empowering me to obey You in spite of my own doubts & fears.
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia