Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Thursday, December 29, 2016 at 10:05 am
Father, is it time for me to go? Where am I to go my Father? The dreadful time is at the door for what is happening with the kings of this earth. Their aim to destroy Jerusalem is about to flourish. There is only one way out. Repentance. Otherwise? I tremble for all unrepentant ones.
Friday, December 30, 2016 at 4:52 am
On the spot: “Quit imagining things. go to the family”. Without hesitation, I obeyed the mandate coming to my mind. Hum! Talking ‘bout reality? There they are, one of the moms included having a nice breakfast! Did anyone call me? Nay! Calm, peace, without missing a bite and with smile comes the Welcome! You hungry Basilia? No! not hungry! I need to talk to Ahmad! Calmly comes the reply, “I will call Ahmad for you when I finish my breakfast.”
O man! How can I make my point? I need to talk to Ahmad NOW! He took my ID and my money! He promised to come back. He never did. Two days still, no heater! I am cold. I have no money. I have no minutes! I cannot call him! I need to talk to Ahmad!
Calmly again comes the same reply, “I will call Ahmad for you when I finish my breakfast.” I am beginning to come down. I begin to make apologies and explanations. Speaking English to Arabic audience. Futile but! Their calm & cheerful attitude begins to have a good effect in my troubled emotions. Suddenly! I begin to smile. Next? Ahmad on the line!
“Why you no call me?”
“I am sorry, Basilia. No minutes. No money.” “Why you lying to me? You have money I gave to you!”