My answer? “No one knows who or where they are, but! You do. Give me the exact instructions on where and how to go. I am ready.”
Immediate Response ….?
That day, only a few hours later? All arrangements were made for my departure to my first assignment.
A year or so later, I was told to get out of the USA. My destination? S.A. – Jerusalem – Palestine – Aqaba, Jordan – then?
Final Destination, Amman, Jordan ….?
Ten years have elapsed. Change? Wonderfully. Simple. Delightfully Effortlessly. I walk ahead. I make spiritual progress upon my high places of trouble, suffering or responsibility.
All Honor For My Change Is Due To You, My Father ….?
Behold! The Power Of His Love & Wisdom From On High Drenched Upon me. It Never Fails. It Always Avails! It’s all recorded in my journal. Been recording it since 1985.
The Epic Of It All? The End Of Ten Years Since That September Of 2007 ….?
Seven years in the wilderness of this strange culture. Come to ten years. The count of 10, what was to happen? Has really, really happened at the count of my last 10 years.
The change has been so radical that, last 2017? My dear Ahmad told me these words: “Basilia, you have changed. Not only your past ways, but! Seven years ago when you first came you look 70 years old, but now? You are 78 and you younger than what you look then. Even your wrinkles in the face are disappearing.”
Wow! Can You Believe It? That’s What Is Called Results Of Eternal Value ….?
Well? Multitude can claim even greater results. No doubt about it, but! What kind of results are those? Who are they following?
Who are they admiring, exalting, emulating, and in short, adoring? Is it not the great heroes and heroines of positive New Age thinking? Is it not the human self?
Is it not the human mind and heart? The Christian terms are freely used, and? God is sprinkled for a garnish to attract the multitude at large, for!
That Kind Of Results? That’s What this Insanity Ridden World Is So Hyped Up About ….? Food For Thought.
This day is ending. It’s now 10:34 pm. Thanks my Father for a full day. Perhaps tomorrow or later on I’ll post again. I wait on You. Right now? I’ll try to sleep. Help, my Father.
