Twelve years out my thirty-two years in His service I spent doing what I thought to be the thing to do as per the written words, aka, taking care of the shut-ins and the widows and the orphans. Good deeds. It earned me the label of a ‘good Christian woman’. What was wrong with that? Self-Righteousness. That was what was wrong! I earned my label. I was proud of myself, but! My Father?
He turned His face from me. He waited. Waited until I dropped at the point of death. That happened on Mother’s Day in 2007. Three months later, on September 15, 2007, the Almighty Creator called my name again. This time? For keeps. Forever. He will never let me go again. He guards me underneath His everlasting arms in His Secret Place, the Abode of the Son—Yahushua, the Messiah.
He longs to do the same for you, my dear friend and reader of these lines. He longs to bring you into His Secret Place to rest underneath His everlasting arms. He longs to take care of you now and for eternity, but! It all starts with the recognition and separation of the two natures within our hearts.
It’s my hope that these lines hit the mark in your heart as it is the will of the Father/Creator for it to be done.
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.
