Tuesday, February 7, 2017 at 6:20 am
What makes a person eternally unique? O my Father—O Father of mine, what makes a person worthy of Your blessing? Why, distinctly I recoil at the sight of a fabulous life on these earthly grounds?
Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Go back to that day when I walked among man. Sitting on that rock …
Why the quote? To somehow express my sunken emotions at the sight of the multitude living the ‘happy life’ without the slightest mention of our Creator’s plan. It seems all credit to go to the ‘higher self’ or the Universe or whatever.
So I went back to that day. Wow! Better than one hour has passed. Come back to my inbox. Hey! A comment. Let me check it out. Ah! Let me see what they are commenting about? The book. The Master Plan. The finish line. Man! I could spend my whole day here.
The Master Plan…First time I see it for what it is! That is what I been reading all day. Wow! My next post? Can’t wait to see what Father will inspire me to put all of this together! Much love, thiaBasilia.
Been chasing rabbits tails all day long, or, so I thought until I clicked, Jeff Goins-The Beginner’s Guide To Building An Audience. Ha! Not a tail at all. Some good stuff confirming my Father’s leadership in yours truly’s journey in His Presence. The best I read so far is,
If people hear what you have to say and tell you it was “nice” or that they enjoyed it, then you’re in trouble. That’s lip service, friends, and nothing more.
On the other hand, if you empower a tribe of people with an idea that they take, share, and spread, then you may have something special, indeed. If strangers email you, explaining how your message has literally changed their lives, then you are making a difference, after all.
That’s exactly my dilemma! That’s why I am concerned with the lack of comments. Out of the numerous likes & compliments I get with every post about my writing skill, only a hand full has expressed a hint that the posts have helped them. In addition, only one person has mentioned passing my book to others.
Ah! But! You think that has slowed me down one teensy-weensy bit? Nay! My passion is not necessarily for myself or my readers. It’s higher. My passion is set to the highest of the higher! It can go no higher. Pay no mind to yours truly but! My Master tells me my mind cannot fit the multitude He has reached with the zillion words He has had me to write all of the years past.