Innovative Approach To Mental Insanity? Your Life’s Dream? How The Two Connect? What That Got To Do With You?

It Is Time. The Show Continues. Put Aside All Distractions. Get Settle In The Comfort Of Your Privacy. Watch…

• Mainly, I Need To Keep A Sharp Spiritual Ear To Hear Where Father Is Leading Me To.
• Next? It came to me, Check your inbox. Read your article. Wow! Know what, Nina? The content in your article is exactly what it came to me before I read your article. I have been led to take responsibility for my behavior. Not to worry about others. To look first at my own motives for anything and more. Uncanny. Simply amazing!
• The post is long but, it’s a worthy read! Hopefully it catches your interest until the very last line.

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Wednesday, March 8, 2017 at 4:35 am

I’m awake but! I think I need more sleep. I slept for a while. Woke up at the ringing of my phone. Ahmad on the way to Aqaba. I’m glad to know he’s OK and be back this afternoon.

Wednesday, March 8, 2017 at 6:36 am

Father led me to Ray Edwards, “The Shocking Reason  Most Marketing Fails
(And How To Make Sure Yours Doesn’t)!” I have been through the free course before. So, it looks like Father has a purpose for me to take the mini course again.

I will turn off the computer. I need to re-arrange the set up. Then, I will dedicate the rest of the day to go through the lesson again. Also I need to continue with the lessons in AWAI. Mainly, I need to keep a sharp spiritual ear to hear where Father is leading me to.

Thursday, March 9, 2017 at 1:44 am

Thanks, my Father. Your leading is unmistakable. I spent yesterday rearranging the computer setup. A physical exhausting task but! I accomplished the impossible. I could improve the setup later if necessary. Even so, by now I no longer dread the task, I have enough practice, it should not be any major deal anymore.

While engaged in the task, Father is working along with me showing and comforting me to go on despite the horrible pain that makes me feel I can’t lift or push the slightest thing anymore. Regardless, I keep pushing, lifting, moving until I get to the point to sit, finally, pronounce: This will do. I am going to sleep!

I collapse in bed. All the time the monologue addressing my Father continues with thanks my Father for this bed. Thanks for my privacy. Thanks for all Your blessings but! Mainly? Thanks for Your Presence. You are my Portion. You are my all. I worship You.