This Is What I Learned About Myself And My Doings. Memories.
Journal—An ongoing dialog between thiaBasilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Friday, November 3, 2017 at 9:26 am.
Memories. O my Father! How awesome You are. And how real and practical. Nothing at all as I learned in the past.
Inspired and well-meaning pastors, teachers, leaders of exemplary lives, humble, committed to Your service, yet! Unable to empower me to abandon all and follow Yahushua.
Worse yet, unable to resolve the insurmountable heap of emotional disturbance within my being. Countless meetings. Countless inspired sermons. Countless consecrations. Countless attempts to apply such wonderful inspired words. Countless confessions of faith. Healing ministry. Deliverance ministry. Money. Faithful to my pastors. Tithes. All to no avail. I remained ambling the isles of so many halls asking for guidance.
Was it the fault of my pastors and teachers? No, it was not. The truth? We have been programmed to believe certain ways and principles even before our birth. What on earth is wrong with that?
O but how subtle this program in our minds stagnate us spiritually. What am talking about? I am talking about the myriad of teachers going forth with their teachings nowadays.
Yes, those are what they are, inspired talks. What do we do? How we take these talks? In fact, what do we do with the words written in the Scriptures, or Bible?
We knock ourselves out to perform in our lives in accord with those words. Before we know it? Week after week we sit at the foot of such inspired teacher.
Week after week, month after month, year after year we become hypnotized by this one individual. We live and breathe by the same line this one breathes.
Next? Comes the proselyting. We wish all people to hear this inspired one. Before you know it? Thousands are flocking to get a piece of the action.
What happens to that ‘inspired teacher’? You find the answer here, it is written.
Daniel 11:32-35 AMPC+
(32) And such as violate the covenant he shall pervert and seduce with flatteries, but the people who know their Almighty Yahuwah shall prove themselves strong and shall stand firm and do exploits [for Almighty Yahuwah].
(33) And they who are wise and understanding among the people shall instruct many and make them understand, though some [of them and their followers] shall fall by the sword and flame, by captivity and plunder, for many days.
(34) Now when they fall, they shall receive a little help. Many shall join themselves to them with flatteries and hypocrisies.
(35) And some of those who are wise, prudent, and understanding shall be weakened and fall, [thus, then, the insincere among the people will lose courage and become deserters. It will be a test] to refine, to purify, and to make those among [Almighty Yahuwah’s people] white, even to the time of the end, because it is yet for the time [Almighty Yahuwah] appointed.
Again in my inbox? Email from Joel. This time Joel is promoting a book that inspired him. The author of the book makes this flamboyant claim,
Because I am a follower of Jesus, I have a giant example that essentially makes it impossible for me to miss my purpose. My purpose in life is to live like Jesus, talk like Jesus, treat people like Jesus did, have compassion like Jesus did, love people like Jesus did. What I actually do for a living is secondary to who I am and where I am headed. That is an important distinction to make in this life.
What? Why do I call it flamboyant? For goodness sake, thiaBasilia, what is wrong with such claim? I is it not the same claim you make? NAY! My purpose in life is not because I am a follower of ‘Jesus’. and? I hear that inner voice,
“You see it, My child? Do You see now why I let you experience all the inspired waves that I sent your way? Do you see now how I have plucked you out from among such inspired teachers? Yes, they are Mine. Yes, they speak truth, and? Yes, they will fall, but! NO! You are not to be concerned about their fate. Go on. You follow Me.”
Friday, November 3, 2017 at 3:43 pm.
O thanks, my Father! The computer is working beautifully. Only I must buy a new mouse, but! I can afford that. No problem.
I am now heading to the family for dinner. Another blessed day! Blessed be Your name forever!
Friday, November 3, 2017 at 9:10:12 pm.
Had a delightful meal. Been back since around 9 pm. Had excellent communication with Ahmad. Now we are in the same page. Now we wait together at last! I am now going to sleep.
Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 12:11 am.
Did you hear my scream? The stabbing pain hit my brain with vengeance! A leg cramp. How why? What did I eat or not eat to cause such agonizing pain?
I haven’t got the slightest, but! You do my Father. You know. You know. You know. So what gives? Wait. Wait. Wait. Comes the voice in my head and heart.
Father? How real You are. How amazingly loving. How wise. Fully awaken. I shake my leg. I get up. Shake my leg quickly. The cramp subsides. I walk to the kitchen. In my hand I hold the cup.
I think of Andrea. Mustard, she tells me. I think, mustard is basically turmeric. I place half teaspoon of turmeric. Half teaspoon of ginger. I fill the pot with filtered water.
I boil the mixture for a minute or so. I pour it in the cup. All the while I am thinking, thinking, thinking. I let the drink set for a minute. I test the water temp. I add two teaspoons of honey in the mug. I savor the mixture.
I begin to feel much better. Not a trace of the cramp. I head to my inbox. Ah! Let me see what my sis is up to. Wow! Here is my comment.
My sis, been a while since we touch. Life. Up. Down. All around. Father knows. No matter how much it hurts. No matter what pathetic expletives we throw at Him? No matter. His embrace tightens around us! He won’t let go of us! He knows. He knows.
What are we to do? How can we praise Him in such horrid times? How can we trust when the hurt is at its peak? No way! He knows. He knows. He knows.
Wait. Wait. Wait comes the voice in our heads and hearts. WAIT! HOW LONG? Wait. Wait. Wait. The voice insists. Wait. Wait. Wait. Soon the DOOR shall open wide for you, for each one who waits on ME!
Much love, my sis. thiaBasilia. 🙂 End of comment.
Now what, my Father? Ah! Little by little You are formulating Your plan in my head and heart. I see. In awe of Your doings I remain. Let it rain. Let it flow my brain.
Saturday, November 4, 2017 at 2:22 am.-5:52 am.
I need to go back to sleep. I expect this to be one of the best 7th Day of Rest in a while. The last post was a hit with more likes than the previous one.
Your children are beginning to stir in my midst. And me? I wait. I wait. I wait until You deem necessary for me to wait.
Ahmad? Much laughter and fun at my expense. No pride left in me. Shamelessly, I talked about my foolishness in asking for a British husband. He laughed about it before, but now? He roared in laughter.
All the time? He’s been knowing he is the MAN to represent my Father for the rest of my days until Yahushua’s return. What a blessed moment we shared last night.
The epic of the moment? The revelation. The money shall come to Ahmad. It shall come from one person. This person has been watching Ahmad’s unique and amazing ways with the public.
Something that Father hinted to me several times, but! Now? It’s official. We wait. We wait. We wait. With patience and composure, we wait.
Dear Reader, there is a passage of Scripture that I have quoted to my own self and to others repeatedly, but! I been quoting amidst.
Didn’t really know the deep meaning of such glorious words. Today? This moment? His inner voice is whispering such words to me. Those words are now a living reality. I hear,
But what of that? For I consider that the sufferings of this present time (this present life) are not worth being compared with the esteem that is about to be revealed to us and in us and for us and conferred on us!
For even the whole creation (all nature) waits expectantly and longs earnestly for Our Creator’s sons to be made known waits for the revealing, the disclosing of their sonship.
For the creation (nature) was subjected to frailty (to futility, condemned to frustration), not because of some intentional fault on its part, but by the will of Him Who so subjected it—yet with the hope that nature (creation) itself will be set free from its bondage to decay and corruption and gain an entrance into the esteemed freedom of Our Creator’s children.
We know that the whole creation of irrational creatures has been moaning together in the pains of labor until now.
And not only the creation, but we ourselves too, who have and enjoy the firstfruits of the Set Apart Spirit a foretaste of the blissful things to come groan inwardly as we wait for the redemption of our bodies from sensuality and the grave, which will reveal our adoption (our manifestation as Our Creator’s sons).
For in this hope we were saved. But hope the object of which is seen is not hope. For how can one hope for what he already sees?
But if we hope for what is still unseen by us, we wait for it with patience and composure.
So too the Set Apart Spirit comes to our aid and bears us up in our weakness; for we do not know what prayer to offer nor how to offer it worthily as we ought, but the Spirit Himself goes to meet our supplication and pleads in our behalf with unspeakable yearnings and groanings too deep for utterance.
And He Who searches the hearts of men knows what is in the mind of the Set Apart Spirit what His intent is, because the Spirit intercedes and pleads before Our Creator in behalf of the saints according to and in harmony with Our Creator’s will.
We are assured and know that Our Creator being a partner in their labor all things work together and are fitting into a plan for good to and for those who love Our Creator and are called according to His design and purpose.
For those whom He foreknew of whom He was aware and loved beforehand, He also destined from the beginning foreordaining them to be molded into the image of His Son and share inwardly His likeness, that He might become the firstborn among many brethren.
And those whom He thus foreordained, He also called; and those whom He called, He also justified (acquitted, made righteous, putting them into right standing with Himself). And those whom He justified, He also esteemed raising them to a heavenly dignity and condition or state of being.
What then shall we say to ALL this? If Our Creator is for us, who can be against us? Who can be our foe, if Our Creator is on our side?
He who did not withhold or spare even His own Son but gave Him up for us all, will He not also with Him freely and graciously give us all other things?
Who shall bring any charge against Our Creator’s elect when it is Our Creator Who justifies that is, Who puts us in right relation to Himself? Who shall come forward and accuse or impeach those whom Our Creator has chosen? Will Our Creator, Who acquits us?
Who is there to condemn us? Will Messiah Yahushua, Who died, or rather Who was raised from the dead, Who is at the right hand of Our Creator actually pleading as He intercedes for us?
Who shall ever separate us from Messiah’s love? Shall suffering and affliction and tribulation? Or calamity and distress? Or persecution or hunger or destitution or peril or sword?
Even as it is written, For Thy sake we are put to death all the day long; we are regarded and counted as sheep for the slaughter.
Yet amid all these things we are more than conquerors and gain a surpassing victory through Him Who loved us.
For I am persuaded beyond doubt (am sure) that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities, nor things impending and threatening nor things to come, nor powers,
Nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation will be able to separate us from the love of Our Creator which is in Messiah Yahushua our Master!
In awe of His doings, I close this post.
His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.