Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Monday, March 12, 2018 at 10:59 am.
Where does my help comes from ….?
Another Monday. Is anything changing? A question deserving some attention. I’m still in the dark somehow on what to post? What to do next? What to think?
What to talk about? Rather? How to get away from the talk, talk, talk? And big time, what to write about.
It seems there is no change no matter the multitude of spoken and written words. Words? I had enough of them!
O my Father, HELP! It’s my shrilling cry. I find myself not making sense about anything! Just now I’m beginning to see my predicament.
You know that as a human I find myself more often than not frustrated and disgusted! And no! I am not any longer looking to help myself or let others help me out of this predicament. Why?
Because You have taken charge of my life. It’s time for me to take the matter seriously. You are my Reality in this insane world.
You have empowered me to submit to Your loving care. Even so ….?
The heaviness of this insane world along its inhabitants? Takes its toll when there is no evident change.
It’s really easy when there is a spark of light in this darkness that surrounds us all, but! That’s what it is, just a little spark that quickly sparks apart.
Back comes the darkness more poignant and repugnant. Depression. Discouragement. Despair. Doubts. Fears, and nothing is clear ….!
Darkness hides the Light of Your Presence in anyone’s heart. Even so? You are doing Your part. Even more so? You are empowering me to as well do my part.
I must share these things that actually sober me up.
Indeed! This mound of difficulties that don’t seem to ease off? Keep me aloof from the lime light of notoriety. What a blessing!