This is one of the covers I will be using to illustrate the subsequent posts on the series of books titled, The Family A True Story or? The story of a woman that came from the shambles of dysfunction? To the harmonious, peaceful life that I now enjoy.
I am now figuring out how to compile the volumes to include on The Family A True Story to publish it as a series of volumes. Plus optimizing, editing, formatting, and so on to make these series worthy of the message Father is delivering to His beloved children. Much love, thiaBasilia
From The Dining Room Of My Soul I am to feed ye all …?
Here I Am My Father! Send Me ….?
Monday, October 8, 2018 at 6:13 am
Here I am my Father, at the 6th hour on this 8th day of the 10th month in this 2018 year. The meaning for my day? Let me see what You have in mind for me to record after a little while.
For now? I’m optimizing the graphic You brought to mind since last night. It’s now Monday, October 8, 2018 at 9:02 am.
It seems that I always come back to check this journal around the 9th hour. Wonder why? It’s now Monday, October 8, 2018 at 2:24 pm. Very sleepy. Heading for bed. I wait on You!
Never Do What I Want Or Intent To Do For Good Reason As It Turns Out To Be …?
O well! Sleep didn’t come. I headed for the kitchen and cleaned everything. It’s now Monday, October 8, 2018 at 4:14 pm. I will now resume the formatting of The Family—A—True Story.
Ha! I didn’t get too far with the formatting. Sleep overcame my good intentions. I crashed in bed. Slept so sound that?
I Woke Up From Another Zone! Hahaha! Halleluyah! …?
On waking up some 3 hours later? Had no conception of time or anything. It felt like I been sleeping for a century. I sat on the side of my bed bewildered.