This Is What’s Happening At The Neck Of My Woods. Curious? ….

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Saturday, July 14, 2018 at 9:10 am.

Not Feeling Good At All, But! ….?

Father? Here I am at last! Been up since way early this morning, but! You know how and what I was feeling and thinking. Not too good!

I was not thinking or feeling like I used to think or felt before, no, not at all. Miserable and frustrated yes, but! My attitude?

A Reasoning Attitude ….?

Not one of anger. Not one of despair. Not one of feeling sorry for myself. Nay! My attitude? One of reasoning with You, my Father. Wow!

A Marvelous Thing ….?

What a marvelous thing it is to have You by always. What a marvelous thing it is to know You care for me like the best mother or father could have ever taken care of me!

I Won’t Write! Nothing To Report Anyhow? Oh? ….

Dear Reader, this morning likens many other mornings? I woke up screaming in pain. I sat up. I said, “Father? You see? Why do I hurt when I am doing all things You lead me to do for my health?”

I got up. I could hardly walk, but! I went on and on doing whatever I needed to do. I came to the computer. Began to optimize the graphics.

I drank some water, but! I had no desire for tea, coffee, food, walking, not even an inkling of desire to write.

All the time?

I Sensed My Father’s Watchful Eye On Me.

He let me be. Pretty soon? The frustration with my graphics skill to perfect those graphics came to a halt. Things begun to progress in that area, but! The best part?

While Things Are Beginning To Work, The Tears Began To Flow Profusely. Why?

Lately I have been seeing visions of scenes with one or the other of my children. Hurtful memories surfaced leaving me wondering why?

Why Such Visions? It Came To Me.

Those are memories of unresolved hurts holdings against my child. I cried to my Father about it. “How can I forgive and forget when my child does not acknowledge hurting me?”

Even worse, my child considers herself above reproach. She holds me guilty of breaking away from her. How can I let go of this matter, my Father? How can i quit expecting for my child’s recognition of her wrong?

My Buried Issues. Why did I bury those issues ….?

Wow! It just came to me, dear Reader, it just came to me. That’s something I could not do, so? I just buried the issue within me, but!

Those buried issues within anyone MUST be exposed and disposed, only?

Though that we know it, we CANNOT do anything about it. We can fool ourselves practicing all kinds of methods and ways to help ourselves to forgive, forget, go on with our lives, but!

The Cause Of All Our Discomforts.

That buried issue? The truth? It will pop! Sometimes? Causing a deadly explosion. For the most? The cause of all our discomforts.

Ha! So that’s what’s happening in the neck of my woods!

Father is exposing and disposing of all my buried issues one by one. Today? Right at this moment? That buried issue with my child? Gone! Honestly. I can’t explain it. A fact need not explanation.

Power to function not just normally but JOYFULLY!

This is joy inexplicable. Full of my Father’s esteem and honor. I am not elated or deflated. I’m empowered to joyfully function today.

Ha! I might even get to wash my clothes I been neglecting to do, and? My fiascos with the sites? Fast progress today for sure!

Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all? Stays there in my heart to stay for eternity, your sister.

Not thiaBasilia anymore. Why? Because I am not the Author of the underlaying message in the posts.

(What u think of my optimized graphic? I think it's beautiful because Father optimized my soul while I optimized the graphic! WOW!)

My profile. Who am I? Past. Present. 1. Past. A woman with a dysfunctional past big time. No matter what I did or not did? I could not function in the society of mankind. 2. Present. A functional woman—a human being under the care & protection of the Almighty Father/Creator of our beings. 3. In the past? A defeated woman saddled not only with the Dysfunctional label but also with the Bipolar, Manic Depressive & Schizophrenic labels. 4. In the present? An overcoming woman by The Power Of Love From On High up above the sky! 5. By The Power Of Love From On High up above the sky? I have overcome not only the Dysfunctional label but also all the labels this world saddles on all unsuspecting human beings. I am now an inspirational writer. I write to give witness or evidence of the Mighty Presence of our Father/Creator.in my heart & in my practical life. Whatever for? What would my witness do for you? Woa! You got me there! But, right before Yahushua was caught up in the clouds to go to the right hand of the Father, Yahushua said, Acts 1:6-8 It is not for you to become acquainted with and know what time brings [the things and events of time and their definite periods] or fixed years and seasons (their critical niche in time), which the Father has appointed (fixed and reserved) by His own choice and authority and personal power. But you shall receive power (ability, efficiency, and might) when the Set-Apart Spirit has come upon you, and you shall be My Witnesses in Jerusalem and all Judea and Samaria and to the ends (the very bounds) of the earth. … In view of the above Scriptures the writer records the journal of her daily living to give an account—to witness of the work that the Almighty Creator of our beings has done and continues to do in her life. I am a witness of the Almighty Creator of our beings in my heart & soul and in my practical daily existence! This is not a bogus claim but a reality in the life of the Author/Publisher of one of these books or SITES that you are now viewing! Thanks for your kind attention!

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