What Is The Reality Of The Moment? The World Is In A Volcanic Stage Heading For Final Destruction. As It Is Written But! A Window Of Time—Hope. Choose Life….

What a dream!

Ahmad brought me food. 2 fried eggs. I can still see the yellow in the eggs. I cannot eat uncooked eggs, they make me ill. I shudder to think of eating them, but! I didn’t say anything. He also brought 2 yellow cakes. Those were in plastic covers. They look like pudding angel cakes. He began to set up things for us to eat. So, to free his hands holding the cakes? He put them in his back pocket. When we got ready to eat them, he reached his back pocket and one of the cakes dropped. He began to recover it saying it was still good to eat. I woke up.

Now what’s next? The thing of the day—”Is not your fault!” O? Whose fault, is it? The One we call ‘God’?  Duh!

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thiaBasilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Friday, October 6, 2017 at 6:57 am.

Been up for a couple of hours or longer. You know it my Father. Been doing one thing or the other. No problems. No worries. Nothing disturbing my peace. What’s next? Maybe to drink a cup of ginger tea? Maybe read emails hoping for a worthy comment? We’ll see.

Friday, October 6, 2017 at 8:13 am.

Well, I done did all the chores I needed to do. Now what, my Father? It’s coming to me to write an email to my readers. I need to get their permission to email them. I need to build my email list from people that wants to hear from me. That would be my faithful readers and followers, I hope. Here it goes: O O O drowsy. Got to crash! 8:18 am.

Friday, October 6, 2017 at 5:00 pm.

Goodness sake! I slept for a couple of hours. What did I do when I woke up? Forgot all about writing the email. It came to me to design my garden instead. All day long intense in my design. In between? Read some quite interesting posts. Now? Will continue with the design. I’ll see what happens next.

My profile. Who am I? Past. Present. 1. Past. A woman with a dysfunctional past big time. No matter what I did or not did? I could not function in the society of mankind. 2. Present. A functional woman—a human being under the care & protection of the Almighty Father/Creator of our beings. 3. In the past? A defeated woman saddled not only with the Dysfunctional label but also with the Bipolar, Manic Depressive & Schizophrenic labels. 4. In the present? An overcoming woman by The Power Of Love From On High up above the sky! 5. By The Power Of Love From On High up above the sky? I have overcome not only the Dysfunctional label but also all the labels this world saddles on all unsuspecting human beings. I am now an inspirational writer. I write to give witness or evidence of the Mighty Presence of our Father/Creator.in my heart & in my practical life. Whatever for? What would my witness do for you? Woa! You got me there! But, right before Yahushua was caught up in the clouds to go to the right hand of the Father, Yahushua said, Acts 1:6-8 It is not for you to become acquainted with and know what time brings [the things and events of time and their definite periods] or fixed years and seasons (their critical niche in time), which the Father has appointed (fixed and reserved) by His own choice and authority and personal power. But you shall receive power (ability, efficiency, and might) when the Set-Apart Spirit has come upon you, and you shall be My Witnesses in Jerusalem and all Judea and Samaria and to the ends (the very bounds) of the earth. … In view of the above Scriptures the writer records the journal of her daily living to give an account—to witness of the work that the Almighty Creator of our beings has done and continues to do in her life. I am a witness of the Almighty Creator of our beings in my heart & soul and in my practical daily existence! This is not a bogus claim but a reality in the life of the Author/Publisher of one of these books or SITES that you are now viewing! Thanks for your kind attention!

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