Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Last day! The amazing 2017 ending? Nay! New Era Begins….
Sunday, December 31, 2017 at 4:56 am.
New title: The Family A True Story…. Enter—Welcome! It’s now 9:10 pm. What have I been up to all day long?
Working on the cover for the new title for the book. My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story…. Is now: The Family. A True Story….Enter—Welcome!
A Comment to a Post…
O my Father! I read a post about, Yah is love. Numerous quotes of Bible verses on the issue. I wrote in a comment what You have taught me. Quote:
Thanks for the quotes. Half of my life I quoted the same, but! Just the same. Me? Tried and tried to live by what I quoted. No change. Within me? No change regardless all my efforts, until? It came to me. “Quit trying. Start trusting Me!”
Then? I remember: Unless the Creator does the work? We laborers work in vain. Lean not in your own understanding. Unless you become obedient and trusting liken a little child? You cannot enter the Kingdom of heaven. Unless the Father calls? No one can come to Me. All things come to pass on the Father’s time–not a minute before or after.
All our efforts to live by the Scriptures result in self-righteousness–the sin of the righteous. In His time? Father Yah convicts and restores. Under His conviction? I acknowledge my sin unto HIM. The result? It’s all recorded in the blog. Perhaps you would care to visit?
His love in my heart for you and for all, thiaBasilia https://www.thia-basilia.com
Reflecting to End 2017….
Father? This is the end of this amazing 2017 year. Nothing spectacular happened today—least nothing I can pin point, but! Much reflection on Your work in me on this 2017 amazing year.
Now what, my Father? I will continue working on the new cover, but! I remain waiting on You. I will sit still, meaning?
I will or not do whatever is not in Your plan for me to do or not do at the moment. It’s now 10:11 pm—Just a couple hours left of 2017—Wow!
Here It Is! New 2018….
Monday, January 1, 2018 at 1:55 am.
Almost 2 hours into 2018? Cover finished! Two days of intense work. What a feat. What a mountain at my feet.
Caption: . My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story…. Is now: The Family. A True Story….Enter—Welcome!
Power. Peace. Perfect peace. Love?
Behold! The Power Of Love & Wisdom From On High Drenched Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails!
How do I find myself on the dawn of this first day of 2018? Waiting. Sitting still. Writing. Optimizing. Letting You do the rest. Wow! What power!
A powerful year 2018 shall turn out to be finding me free! Free at last from that cartoon of a woman I used to be.
From a cartoon of a wrinkle domineering old woman to a portrait of the opposite. Wow! How do I know it? Ahmad.
For the last couple of weeks? Every time he comes for a visit, to my delight he exclaims, “You look so young! You are not normal.” But! I do not go wild with elation.
Rather? My Father’s wisdom prevails as Ahmad add to his words, “It might have to do with all that collagen you been eating!” and I lift my hand up, and! To my Father give the honor.
That’s the way 2017 ended and 2018 begins the victory year. No more unseemly behavior. No more demands from my wantonness flesh. Father’s wisdom prevails.
What a feat to conquer. What a mountain at my feet! To my Father in the heavens the victory befits, but! O my Father? I sense it’s no good to get smug about Your approval.
That does not mean lack of Courage. Confidence. Certainty. Indeed! Undaunted, fearless, I continue my journey in Your Presence O my Father, but! I know I bear the incurable wound—the stinking sore of my human nature.
Thanks be unto You, O my Beloved Father. You overcame the world for me, including my human nature. You brought me out of the bright kingdom of darkness—the glitter instead of gold.
You brought me into Your Kingdom of Light and eternal life forever in Your Presence to remain. Dear Reader, with these thoughts? I’m closing this post.
Like my blessings? I wish those for you and all ten-fold. His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. 🙂