Saturday, November 26, 2016 at 12:12 am
The 7th Day of Rest! What a blessing it is to rest underneath Your everlasting arms, O my Father—O Father of mine. What a life! My inbox is loaded with ‘Black Friday sales’. Me? No longer affected by such frenzy. No longer tempted to follow the leaders. Totally committed to One Leader, the Spirit of my Father in my heart.
Condescendence in my life? Nay! I am what I am but by the power of love from my Father. Committed to speak, to proclaim truth? Yes, that I am. Ready to head for bed? That I am as well.
Saturday, November 26, 2016 at 3:54 am
O my Father—O Father of mine? Thanks, for You have caused sleep to come my way for quite a few hours since yesterday. Sleep is a healing for the body. Now, where was I? Ah! Lamenting the impossibilities for mankind. No two ways about it. Mankind is naturally inclined to achieve the impossible. Millions succeed in such quest. So, what’s the use to rehash the matter? The whole world is in a euphoric state of victory even in the sight of the disastrous conditions that surrounds us all.
“Poor Basilia”! the Almighty Loving Father/Creator gives her a glimpse of restored areas to house the chosen while waiting for Yahushua’s return. Areas beaming with organic fields yielding vegetables & fruits free from harming chemicals to our minds & bodies. Flowering gardens for the bees to produce honey for the survival of the chosen. Areas where the chickens and the goats and the cows are not injected with chemicals geared to slowly kill the chosen, but! “Poor Basilia” is only able to see the impossibility of it all.
Regardless! Despite “Poor Basilia’s” limited outlook, with infinite love & patience, Father Yah teaches and guides His child. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? No need! No need! No need for impossibilities! I am with you and for you.
Isaiah 41:9-10 You whom I [the Master] have taken from the ends of the earth and have called from the corners of it, and said to you, You are My servant–I have chosen you and not cast you off [even though you are exiled].
Fear not [there is nothing to fear], for I am with you; do not look around you in terror and be dismayed, for I am your Almighty. I will strengthen and harden you to difficulties, yes, I will help you; yes, I will hold you up and retain you with My [victorious] right hand of rightness and justice.
Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! What kind of help do I need right now my Father, O my Father—O Father of mine? Perhaps help to wait. Perhaps incentive to do whatever it takes to occupy myself while I wait? Perhaps a way to get some honey? Perhaps a way to warm up my cold body?
Ah! My Father, O my Father—O Father of mine? Perhaps all I need is to set my gaze on You. Perhaps to consider all the work done in my heart and the heart of all by the power of Your love is all I need!
Saturday, November 26, 2016 at 1:36 pm
Is turning out to be a very productive day. Once I set my gaze on You, automatically You gave me the incentive to do things I had left undone. I am now ready to close this post with a note of hope. It’s true. The project described above is not far from becoming a reality but! The project is of a magnitude not conceived in “Poor Basilia” mind.
Even so, as I pause & reflect, I see the immensity of the work already accomplished in the hearts of Ahmad & yours truly. I see also our gifts. Ahmad is a gifted promoter of good causes. His heart is set one way: help the underdog. Me? Likewise, yeah, I am always looking out for my wants but, that does not stop me for the main purpose in my life, to love & help.
Now, it is Father promise to help us, to give us the means to bring such project to pass. How He is to do it? It’s somewhat beyond my conception. But in Psalms 37 He promises,
For yet a little while, and the evildoers will be no more; though you look with care where they used to be, they will not be found. But the meek in the end shall inherit the earth and shall delight themselves in the abundance of peace.
The wicked plot against the uncompromisingly righteous—the upright in right standing with the Master; they gnash at them with their teeth. The Master laughs at the wicked, for He sees that their own day of defeat is coming.
The wicked draw the sword and bend their bows to cast down the poor and needy, to slay those who walk uprightly—blameless in conduct and in conversation. The swords of the wicked shall enter their own hearts, and their bows shall be broken.
Better is the little that the uncompromisingly righteous have than the abundance of possessions of many who are wrong and wicked. For the arms of the wicked shall be broken, but the Master upholds the consistently righteous.
The Master knows the days of the upright and blameless, and their heritage will abide forever. They shall not be put to shame in the time of evil; and in the days of famine they shall be satisfied. But the wicked shall perish, and the enemies of the Master shall be as the fat of lambs that is consumed in smoke and as the glory of the pastures. They shall vanish; like smoke shall they consume away.
Indeed! If you are reading these lines, no doubt you belong in the upright and blameless not because you are upright and blameless by your own efforts but, because Father is doing that work in you as it shall be revealed in due time.