Dear readers, those words are a fact in my life just as much of a fact as the air that I am breathing. Do you see now the cause of my doings? No, I am not forgetful—at the right time I remember all things temporarily escaping my mind. I am not careless—I am very careful to mind my Father. He reminds me on the spot whatever I forgot! Disorganized? If anything, so organized I am that disorganization never cross my mind. All things must be in place in front of my face.
Well, what now? Where am I going with these extraordinary confessions? Ah! Now I remember! I am to confess to you what has been coming to my mind in the last day or so. I continuously pause to reflect on my Father’s words & promises to me. Of course, I wonder. When and how is it all to happen? I must go back to sleep. When I wake up, I will record whatever Father needs me to record for my answer.
Thursday, January 19, 2017 at 5:57 am.
Well, I have an answer. Again? There is that sneaky feeling of failure. I recognize that feeling. I remember my Father’s words, “No, no, thiaBasilia! You are not interested in my Name. you are only thinking of your shame!” Hahaha! I got it my Father! And Father roars in laughter. Know what? Sometime yesterday, I remember that interchange with my Father. I said,
“So, what if I fail? So, what if I proclaim such answer to my readers in vain? What about if they take me for a ding-bat with grandiose ideas at that? So, what? I have failed before and I didn’t die of shame!” O well I nearly did die but! I did not, that’s the fact to be exact!