Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Sunday, May 28, 2017 at 7:39 pm
Father? You know this has been a rough day for me. I do not know what is troubling me. My neck is hurting me again. I am discouraged trying to eat properly without any results. I am disgusted as I see the many worldly preachers and remember days past of my association with the likes of them. I am going to turn off the computer and sleep. Perhaps sleep is what I need.
Sunday, May 28, 2017 at 11:41 pm
O my Father—O Father of mine? There are so many ways to get rid of bad feelings. Just as many ways to regain one’s physical health. But, none of that has any eternal value. It does not matter if we are fit as a fiddle or not. There is only one way that matters. Only one way to please You—a complete voluntary submission to Your control of our lives. Not because You are a tyrant wanting to control and oppress us to the max. Nay! It’s the other way around.
The devil is the tyrant who now controls and makes a havoc of our lives. But You want us to give You the control of our lives out of the love for You, You have placed in our hearts. That love is there despite our ignorance of it, because You placed it there to avail us now. For You are the only One Who knows how to undo the works of the devil. You are the only One Who knows what is best for us. (it’s Monday, May 29, 2017 at 12:28 am going to sleep.)
Monday, May 29, 2017 at 3:45 am
Father? Delay is not defeat. I wait on You. You are never late. Despite the pain and agony of my soul as I experience the goings on in my midst. As long as people continues to excuse themselves and accuse others, that long shall they remain stuck in the prison of their programmed polluted minds. What am I to do, my Father?
Father? You know me better than I know myself. Am I still harboring resentment towards my children? Am I resenting their absence in my life? Am I guilty, my Father? Remove the iniquity far from me. I cannot remove it myself despite my willingness to do so. Least when I tell others, I am condemning my own self. Perhaps that’s the cause of my disturbance. Have mercy on me. I wait on You.
Day by day new mercies from Your hand I see. You are everything to me. My Creator. My Father. My Redeemer. My Master. My Husband. You lovingly lead and correct me to walk the right path towards You. It is for You not for me, to quicken this matter to Your children. Why am I disturbed when the attitude and behavior of Your children is so much against what You are teaching me?
“Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Go back. Remember My words on the matter.”
Thursday, March 23, 2017 at 12:28 am
Me? Where am I at? Down on earth? On earth? Yeah, wake up! Look! There is Roxana. Ah! I thought I was looking to view Denise? What they talking about? Fear or judging? Mention fear? I jump! My insidious addiction. I fear, I fear, and then? I fear no more! Fear where did you go? Silence. Pause. Reflect. Oh? How? How am I suppose to pause this mind of mine? What does it mean to reflect? OK. I am paused. Am I? O for heaven’s sake thiaBasilia, quit your nonsense! It’s a never ending proposition! What’s proposition? O man! Now I done forgot that other word. What other word? The JUDGING word. For goodness sake, where am I at?
“Down on earth, O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Fear not! I am holding you in the palm of My hand. You are still resting under My everlasting arms even while on this strange now to you this planet called earth of My creation.
“Fear not. Judge not. Worry not. From all that free you are. That’s the fact. Go on! You are human. Be human. Be yourself. Humans have a mind of their own to think as they please. A heart to feel which ever way the mind dictates. Humans have a will. Humans have the power to choose.”
Ah! My Father, don’t I know that? Now I am beginning to wake up. No, I am not dreaming. I done pinch myself. Ouch! I am awoken, for sure. What are we talking about, my Father? You done fix all those things for me. Ah! The power to choose. O well, my Father, You know we always choose the other way than the way to You. Whatever for You gave us such power? Why did You give us a free will? Didn’t You know? Man! It’s all Your fault! What You gone to do about that? Do You intent to get me out of this colossal mess I have made out of my life on this earth of Your creation?
“O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Pause. Reflect. Wake up, My child! Wake up! You must proclaim The Plan Of Restoration To The Original Intent For Your Creation.”
Ah! I got side tracked there for a moment, my Father but You know it. Let’s pick up this matter of our restoration. What was Your intent for our creation?
“O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? I created you in My image to love and nurture you to grow into the image I created you to be, aka, My image. What is My image? My image is a representation of My Being but it is not My Being.”
Hum! Now You tell me. That spins into another complicated matter. I quit my Father! That’s too much for this child of Your heart. Just give me a simple explanation of Your intent for our creation, would You please, my Father? I am weary. I am tired of the multitude of words written over and over again about us human beings and You.
“O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? The matter is simple. I created you for Me to be your Father. For you to be My child. My intent to love and nurture and mold you in the image of My Being has never changed. Even so, just like a good human father gives the child room to grow, so have I done for you. In the growth process the child cannot be shielded from the misery of pain.
“Thus, in the process of growth, you had to experience life as you have experienced so far. Now, an earthly father or mother can only control the child’s life for a short period of time. Not so with Me. Therefore, The Plan Of Restoration To The Original Intent For your Creation. This plan is now happening. This time I will prevail to restore you despite all odds against My plan. Therefore, the importance of your ‘two cents’ worth of My wisdom in all the opportunities I give to you.”
Phew! That was quite a bit of my two cents worth, don’t you think so, Roxana? Wonder if you had time to read my spill? Regardless! The End.
Wow! This is a doocie! I must post this right away, don’t You think so, my Father? I can’t wait to share this with my readers. For sure, this is bound to catch their attention. I wait on You. For sure, this has caught my own attention! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.