Roundabout. Not Straightforward? My Disagreements Are Against Him. He, Alone Makes The Rules Not Meeting With My Approval.

My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story….

Thursday, September 21, 2017 at 9:58 pm.

Sleep is such a blessing. Thanks for it, my Father. I am writing and posting and optimizing. You are doing the rest. The likes keep coming in. I don’t want to get smug about it, my Father. But You know it.

You know all about my fears and my doubts. You know about all the lurking expectations for the manifestation of Your promises now not later. But You also know of my patient endurance because You have endued such to me. I wait on You. I worship You.

Friday, September 22, 2017 at 8:00 am.

Father? I keep looking for money, but! I do not need money. I NEED You! I need You to show me the way to overcome this annoying need for money that is not anywhere in sight. How am I to enjoy a life other than the life I now enjoy in Your Presence? To live in Your Presence? Joy inexplicable and full of Your esteem regardless the lack of money. Money will come. Would that change the joy bubbling in my heart at the sight of Your Presence? NAY! The joy inexplicable at the sight of Your Presence is and it shall forever be with me.

You are the center of my being. You are the essence of my life. The immensity of Your Being covers me now and for eternity. No turning back. Your immensity blocks all the ways to return to the world of lack. Secured underneath Your everlasting arms, I rest. All is working for the best.

I love and worship You. Eyes have not seen nor ears have heard nor has entered in the mind of man what You have in store for those who love and worship You. Is my mind set in what You have in store for me?

O my Father! That’s exactly my fear! What is this thing my Father that troubles me? That thing about love for gain—a love in vain. Set me free! O set me free! All I want is Thee! But then? What reason is within me to want only Thee? Set me free! O set me free even from me.

Friday, September 22, 2017 at 12:42 pm.

What is happening with me this day, my Father? What’s underneath the awful mood I find myself in?

Friday, September 22, 2017 at 4:50 pm.

No change in my mood. The mouse continue to act up. Don’t know what or if anything is seriously wrong. Can’t find help anywhere. It’s just one of those days!

It’s now 7:28 pm. I just found out Ahmad is ill again. I am so tired of illness and lack of money, and lack of so many things necessary for our health. O my Father, You know how down I am. Everywhere I turn there is the same story.

Help us Father. Unless You help us we will perish. Perhaps I sound like a broken record, but I must ask and keep on asking for Your power to overcome all this evil attacking us. I am reinstalling Windows 10 in hope to solve the computer problem.

Friday, September 22, 2017 at 10:30 pm

Windows is taking so long to download. Guess my Net is slow. I had it with all these problems. Then again? What about if there were no problems? Would it make a difference in our attitude? The rules in this world. The general attitude of people? It seems to be unchangeable. Set as in stones, but! Can You break such formidable barrier? Would the fair warning in the book turn them for or against the book?

Fair Warning!

About This Book, My Journal—My Story.

Perhaps the mention of the Almighty Creator of our beings or the mention of the proper Hebrew names, Yahuwah/Yahushua, or the quoted Scriptures, could make you think this a religious book, but! It is not. It is the opposite.

The truth? This book, this story tells the truth about the damage that religion has done to human kind by experience not by theory, but! This book or this story is not to promote or demote any religion at all.

The Almighty Creator of our beings is not about religion. Human beings have placed religion above the Almighty Creator of our beings. This book exposes the matter.

Despite religion along with all beliefs The Almighty Creator of our beings has a plan for our good—The Plan Of Restoration To The Original Intent For Our Creation.

The purpose of this story is to proclaim The Plan Of Restoration To The Original Intent For Our Creation.

Now? I am not ashamed of my relationship with the Almighty Creator of our beings.

To the Almighty Creator of our beings I owe my life! Why should I be ashamed to honor and praise and worship Him and give Him the honor due to Him alone?

That, plainly stated for clarification, should prick anyone’s interest to consider the content of this story.

May you profit by the reading of it as I benefited by the writing and experiencing it.

Much love, thiaBasilia—Author.

Friday, September 22, 2017 at 11:32 pm.

Am I angry? Um! I am disgusted! Disgusted with all the ugliness of illnesses, lack of money to even get the necessary staples to take care of our health. Disgusted with the stubborn ways of the adherents to religion. Disgusted to see that monster of religion standing in the way of the Almighty Creator of our beings. Yes! I am disgusted! Disgusted? With whom?

Roundabout, not straightforward? My disagreements are against You. You, alone make the rules not meeting with my approval. Ha! So? That’s what all of this ‘mood’ here lately is all about. Wow! So, that’s what made me in the past take matters into my own hands to correct the situation. So? That’s what I am so frustrated about now. Oh?

O well! Now? You have me in a position so close to You that I know better than to take things into my own hands. No way! If You allow the devil to threaten me with that curved blade, still! I will do nothing to defend myself. (I think?) Nay! It is not what ‘I’ think or not think. It is only Your power of love and wisdom that You have endued upon me. Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Wow! My ‘mood’? Where is it? Gone! Gone! Gone! Let the computer cease to work. Let all my equipment break. Let all my programs fail. Let the mouse jump and skip. Let sickness show its ugly head. Let my honey be consumed. Let the money stay away at bay. Let no one visit. Let all leave me alone. Let the monster of religion keep all away from Thee. Let all disagree with me. Disagree with me? Nay! Let them all reconsider with whom their disagreement might be.

The truth? It’s beyond my imagination the immensity of the reach these lines to the heart of my Father’s children have accomplished. Stupid mood! So glad is gone! Must continue with my task. Power! Wisdom! Love! Encouragement! All underneath Your everlasting arms! How blessed I am! In silence, I worship You.

The ways of mankind are insane, troublesome, heavy loads imposed on each one of us. Indeed! This world is ridden with insanity.

Insanity Affect Us All! The Secret to Abolish Insanity? It’s in My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story….

The Journal of My Life holds the Secret to Abolish Insanity. Read on and on until you find that secret to avail you for eternity.

His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.