Great Idea! I Shall Write The Winning Email Next! Oh! Oh! Oh!???

Thursday, May 11, 2017 at 7:31 pm

Oh! Oh! Oh! I was ready to post yesterday, but! You stayed my hand. After hearing Ray Edwards, Did you buy this big lie? I quickly wrote my take in it and post it! Would Ray Edwards check it up? Who knows? He might. He might not, but! I am glad Ray opened my tender child vision. The business world is nothing for the faint hearted. It’s a rough world!

Even so, O my Father—O Father of mine? You have made me rougher! You have made me to this people a fortified, bronze wall; they will fight against me, but they will not prevail over me, for You are with me to save and deliver me.

What’s more, yesterday I asked for each one of the Supper Successful Copywriters in my list to contribute $100.00, but! Now? I am thinking Father is to move them all to materialize this project for Him! Who knows? Maybe, I get thousands instead of a measly $100.00. No kidding, Father is doing the rest.

So here goes what I intended to post yesterday.

Let all see my good works and honor the Father/Creator for those works.

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

Wednesday, May 10, 2017 at 5:49 pm.

Dear Supper Successful Copywriters,

You all fascinate me! No, it’s not the money. It’s not the knowledge. It’s not the glamour! What is it then? Your heart! Your passion to help! WOW!

It’s been 9 months since I discovered Rebecca Matter of AWAI. Nine months of intense learning. Not just copywriting, but! Most important, learning how to get along with people as well as with my own self. Learning how to communicate. Learning to listen. Learning it all from each one of you.

Thursday, May 11, 2017 at 12:56 am

Why am I hurting, my Father? I am hurting from head to toe. Even the ceiling of my mouth hurts. My head, O my head? It hurts! Why am I so stuck up on myself? Why can I not accept and go along with people? Why I only see the evil of our doings?

I am so fed up with the ways of mankind including my own ways. But You know all those whys! And You still let me suffer. What gives, my Father? What gives?

I would like to be silent. I would like to still my mind. But, how can I? I am thinking about the talk of yesterday. A teaching on how to hear God’s voice.

How can the leaders not see the negative effect their teachings have on the people?

No matter how they word their presentations, the attention of the people under them is set on them not on God. Behold! The prophesied Great Fallen Away!

Back and forth, to and fro the people go. That coveted pot of spiritual gold at the end of the rainbow of our lofty imaginings about a deity beyond the human conception.

Deliver me my Father from any notion I could have of setting myself up as a teacher! Perhaps, O my Father, perhaps the reminder of the many years I sat, mesmerized by such teachings & teachers.

• The many years I spent in awe of my teachers not for one instant realizing I was placing them not You in the altar of my heart.

This is not so with this new breed of writers making money and making no bones about it. Doing a good deed by enabling people to get off the poverty line.

That is nothing like using the Good News or the Gospel of our Messiah to prop ourselves up.

I know—they do not realize what they are doing. That is some of them have good intentions. Others? Shamefully shysters! Disgusting!

Honestly? That has been my fear until now. I was trying to sell the Good News of our Messiah, but! I was appalled at the possibility of succeeding and becoming one more of them. Father knows that.

Father leads me by letting me experience the ugly part of my human nature. Then? He exposes my distasteful hypocrisy.

• He convicts me. I fall on my face. He lifts me up! And up! So here I am. Free from selling the priceless treasure that cannot be sold for all the gold in the world.

Thanks, my Father! It just came to me, Who, in the world would like to live my kind of life? Hahaha! Glamour? Luxury? Money? Prestige? What is that? Instead, physically? Ha! From my looks to my moods? No way! Most all stay clear of my bay.

Me? Go and stay away forever and a day! Don’t want to bother with the likes of dislikes.

Yes, I need money to plant to feed many for the troubled times coming, but! For the sake of glamour, luxury, money, and prestige?

What would I want something inferior to the privilege of living in Your Presence, O my Father?

I mean no offense, but! Living in the Presence of the Father/Creator as a matter of daily depending on Him for every minute detail of my life like a child depends on the parents, is the higher life.

Living the life style of the world depending on the power of our minds, whether we live up or down the echelon of society, is the inferior or lower life written about in Matthew 10:39,

• Whoever finds his lower life will lose it [the higher life], and whoever loses his [lower] life on My account will find it [the higher life].

Well! Now I come to the push in this killing email. Bless my heart. I aim to kill all suspicious thoughts not only from the Dear Supper Successful Copywriters in my list but also from all recipients of this writing. I aim for your support for your benefit not for mine. Think about it like this:

• We all have a heart to give.
• We all have a heart to do good.
• We all are possessors of brilliant minds.
• We all are aiming to make this world a better place to live.
• We all are aiming to improve ourselves.
• We all have that zest for life not death.

Success? That success force drives all.

Taking all of this into consideration, why have we not made one dent into the overall corruption of this world?

• Could it be that we are all after that coveted pot of spiritual gold at the end of the rainbow of our lofty imaginings?
• Imaginings about a deity beyond the human conception?

Alright! Now is time to face reality. The reality of the doings of the Ever Existent One —the Almighty Creator. His doings far beyond the human imagination.

• The reality of that Presence in us all.
• The reality of that voice in our heads.

• The reality of that Teacher within us waiting for us to fall off our own horses.
• Waiting for us to mount on the horse He is holding for us to ride with Him on to eternal life.

United Kindred Spirits Organization is the horse that shall carry us to that eternal life in the Presence of our Father/Creator of our beings.

Forget about thiaBasilia, Ahmad, Jordan, and all possible draw backs in the way of your decision to invest your money to make United Kindred Spirits Organization, the mount of your choice.

Your choice to ride on to eternal life in the Presence of the Almighty Father and Sole Creator of the whole Universe, all therein including our beings.

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His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.