Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Monday, December 18, 2017 at 10:22 pm.
O my Father! So much to be thankful for on this day. You are so good! You, alone, are GOOD! So it’s written,
Matthew 19:17 AMPC+
(17) And He said to him, Why do you ask Me about the perfectly and essentially good? There is only One Who is good [perfectly and essentially]—the Almighty. If you would enter into the Life, you must continually keep the commandments.
Hum! So much for the rat race of goodness. I ain’t ‘good’ neither are you! The Almighty Creator of our beings is the only GOOD ONE! That’s the fact let’s leave it at that!
Father? Where am I at? Like a maid wait for her mistress so I wait for You to indicate to me how and where next to go with the writing task You have assigned unto me.
Perhaps is best for me next to rest? 10:43 pm? I’ll do. I’m heading for bed. Hope for Your rest. That’s the best.
Good Reasons To Cave In, But! I Won’t.
Tuesday, December 19, 2017 at 8:15 am.
O my Father! You well said, in the world I was to have tribulation and trials and distress and frustration; but be of good cheer [take courage; be confident, certain, undaunted]! For I have overcome the world. [I have deprived it of power to harm you and have conquered it for you.]
But, O my Father, You know how much the tribulation and trials and distress and frustration is affecting both Ahmad and I more than anyone else, or, so it feels.
It’s impossible to be of good cheer, to take courage; be confident, certain, undaunted. How can I be so at the sight of my Ahmad under the horrible stress he is under?
Have been doing OK with it all but! When the heater ran out of gas. I lost it! Unworthy suspicions about Your faithfulness returned. I ranted and raved in panic because I lost track whether the gas was on or off. I feared to cause a fire.
In fear I called Ahmad. He came. At his sight? I wept! He connected the other gas container in the heater. He turned on the heater. Gave me some instructions. He left.
Me? After my weeping ceased, Your wisdom took over. I turned off the heater. There is not much gas in that tank. It came to me to only turn it on when extremely cold.
Ahmad called. I tried to share my heart with him about the waiting on You to take care of us, but! Ahmad’s ears are still shut! He cannot hear me. On Your time? You will open those ears.
Commitment To Obey The Father/Creator Of My Being….
In the meantime? It came to me to write a letter to my friend who oversees my Bank Account.
O my Father! That letter is a letter of my commitment to obey You at any cost to my carnal life. Quote,
Hello my friend,
I writing to tell you I am not going to get any extra money out because the month coming up I must pay for SiteGround. I need to save any extras for that purpose.
…..I have decided once again not to ask for help at all. If I don’t have whatever? I’ll do without.
From here on out I will stick by what Father commands me, that is to wait, to sit still, to write and publish. He will do the rest.
He has been telling me that for the longest. I have disobeyed and paid the consequences. No more. I have suffered and I’m still suffering on account of my disobedience.
Father has shown me these things only this month. The last straw? The day you told me you were having problems yourself and could not cover me. That got my attention!
Now, my power supply went out. The monitor went out. The Internet was cut because the computer kept using my download gigas. Much was paid to get the power supply and monitor against my will because I refuse to spend any money above my means.
I no longer care whatever anyone does. The problem is with me not with any of the people my Father has provided to help me. You all have been doing over and above to help me. It has taken this long, but! Finally! Father got through to me. He changed and empowered me to obey at any cost.
It no longer matters what anyone thinks or does about me. If I have no computer and no Internet, I will write by hand and wait until my Father provides whatever without me going all around begging for help.
If I have no food, no heat or any of the things that I have considered to be so important? I will not tell you or anyone. If no one comes to visit or calls or email me? I will do the same in return.
I am thankful for what I have, but! If Father takes this apartment? I will wait. I will sit still even if I must sit still in the street. That’s the kind of power Father has drenched on me through the last weeks of trouble and painful body.
It all amounts to the knowledge that even if I nearly die? Father never fails or forsakes me. He is working all things for our good, not just for my good. He has restored me to the original intent for my creation, to be loved by Him and to love Him above all things in return. Love in His language means OBEDIENCE.
So, my friend? I am free. Father has set me free from my own carnal-self. I know His blessings are for you and for all that has been with me with more than just a cup of water.
I love you with His love within me. Thanks. 😊
BTW already? Blessed. The computer is like new. This old monitor? Beautiful! I can see! Vivid, legible colors! All a blessing!
Thanks, my Father. It’s now 12:50 pm. What’s next? I have no desire to talk to anyone. Until You give me the liberty to talk or to call or to act with Your wisdom? I am sitting still. I’ll wait.
No Matter Who Entices Me To Disobey? I Will Not!
Ahmad just called wanting to pay for the Internet. I refused to give him the details for him to pay. I will not disobey You. We are not to borrow money that You have not already supplied to us.
The money You provide is not to be used for my Internet right now. All this time? I have placed myself and Ahmad’s reasoning in the place of Your commands. Not anymore!
Ha! Ahmad called again. Tried his old way to get me to disobey You, but! It did not work—he failed. In the boot? He paid me a great compliment, he said, “You are not normal!” Wow!
I’m Not Normal Anymore! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Indeed! I’m not ‘normal’. I am now committed 100% to obey! Neither life nor death can deter me from such commitment engraved in my heart and mind by the power of love and wisdom from on high.
Thanks for everything my Father! I’ll work in a graphic now. I wait for whatever You develop next. I can now be of good cheer, I can take courage; be confident, certain, undaunted. Wow!
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His Love In My Heart For All Remains There To Stay For Eternity, thiaBasilia.
