Journal—An ongoing dialog between thiaBasilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Sunday, September 17, 2017 at 7:38 pm.
O the tediousness of every day affairs! Sleep. Awake. Either go to work or do chores or both. Write. Read. Eat. Maybe travel. Maybe visit. And repeat. Until death do us part. Isn’t that smart? Nay! That’s stupidity to the highest mark. Duh!
What about suspense. Anticipation. Hope. Waiting to see our glorification? Waiting to see our manifestation as the sons and daughters of the Almighty Father/Creator of our beings? Waiting for our tears to be wiped away? Behold! The Power Of Love And Wisdom From On High Descending Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails!
Me? Such love my life entails! I am blest with the best!
Monday, September 18, 2017 at 1:30 am.
O well, my Father? It’s Monday. I am depressed, but! You promised I was no longer depressed to be. What happened to Your promise to me? But why am I depressed? Good question. No good answer to be found. Nothing is sound. Insanity! Nay! Insanity Abolished! No need for it to be again polished! You promised. Your promise stands. I’m going on. Not depressed. I am blesst.
Isaiah 54:4
Fear not, for you shall not be ashamed; neither be confounded and depressed, for you shall not be put to shame. For you shall forget the shame of your youth, and you shall not [seriously] remember the reproach of your widowhood any more.
For your Maker is your Husband–the Master of hosts is His name–and the Holy One of Israel is your Redeemer; the Almighty of the whole earth He is called.
So, there! “Poor Basilia” shape up! You are blest not depressed!
Monday, September 18, 2017 at 1:58 pm.
Thanks, my Father. The power of Your love and wisdom permeates my being. There is no longer room for any complains. No more selfish expectations. Therefore, no more disappointments. No more fears. No more doubts. No worries. Anticipation? Hope? Certainty? Like I never dreamed before. What a marvel it is to be a recipient of the power of Your love and wisdom! What more could I ever want for? I’m going on.
