Nine years since Father knocked me down along all my ‘gods’. Nine years since my Father took possession of the key to the deepest part of my being—that part where the throne of my heart exists. That part where no one else can exist by any means in my midst.
The Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua, tells all the details of such grand event.
Friday, May 26, 2017 at 3:38 am
What is now happening since such grand event took place in my life? It is all detailed in The Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. For what purpose the Almighty has caused me to record all details of my journey in His Presence?
The Almighty only and sole purpose for the journal of my life? The Plan Of Restoration To The Original Intent For Our Creation.
What was His intent for our creation? A simple answer should we be willing to accept it as the norm of our present lives. This is not a preaching. This is only a sharing of the Presence within my heart. I continue to conclude with the whole purpose for my existence on this earth.
The words of the wise are like prodding goads, and firmly fixed [in the mind] like nails are the collected sayings which are given [as proceeding] from one Shepherd. But about going further [than the words given by one Shepherd], my son, be warned. Of making many books there is no end [so do not believe everything you read], and much study is a weariness of the flesh. All has been heard; the end of the matter is:
- Fear the Almighty [revere and worship Him, knowing that He is].
- Keep His commandments
- For this is the whole of man [the full, original purpose of his creation
- The object of God’s providence.
- The root of character
- The foundation of all happiness
- The adjustment to all inharmonious circumstances and conditions under the sun and the whole duty for every man
For the Almighty shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it is good or evil.
O my dear Reader of these lines, it is my heart desire for the Spirit within my being to jolt awake the sleeping Spirit in the bow of the ship of your heart. No matter who you are? The storms of this world are beating hard on your heart.