Hit Bottom! The Deepest Part Of My Soul …

 

What Was Dormant Down There? …

The Deepest Root Of All My Life’s Misery …

Flash Memories That Gives Chills To Our Bodies—Trauma In Our Brains …

The Creator At Work. Completion Of My Pain And Misery, I Hope …

Friday, April 5, 2019 at 7:11 pm.

O My Father—O Father Of Mine? Only You know the strength of this painful circumstances on me. And You never give me any more than what I can take. Let it be.

No Need To Call For Human Help …

Friday, April 5, 2019 now at 7:38 pm.

Father? You know how I am feeling about my insidious calling on people for help and for company. No human is willing to help unless I return to their lifestyle.

That’s Not Going To Happen, And? …

You know it my Father. No human can effectively help another human without You anyhow. I’m going to bed. You alone are my Helper.

  • Ha! My pain? Accelerated to the max! I laid there unable to sleep. Tears flowing. Flashes of the most remote evils done long, long time ago.
  • Up and down the hours flew by. Help, my Father, help.

The time was around 1:30 am on Saturday, April 6, 2019.

Mercy! Let Me Forgive Myself. Let Them Forgive Me …

Mercy! Mercy! I pleaded in all earnest. The covers became heavier than ever. My left foot felt like something was cutting it off. My body? Hot! Up went arms and feet. Off went the heavy covers!

Freedom! Like Magic? The Pain And Misery Ceased …

Phew! What a relief! I laid there for a moment enjoying the comfort of my body. I got up. My mind? Absorbing the love and wisdom from on high. I headed to the kitchen. I washed the dishes. Then?

I Heard Quite Clearer Than Ever Before That Lovely Voice From Within My Heart …

“Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Pause. Reflect.”

Sleep. Could Not Keep My Eyes Opened. I Headed For Bed …

Did not record the time, but! Next? Woke up refreshed! The time? Saturday, April 6, 2019 at 7:41 am. It’s now Saturday, April 6, 2019 at 9:42 am.

Which Way To Go Now, My Father? …

Two hours since I woke up. Not a sound from Ahmad. Not a single email from my children or loved ones. Been reading about health and different issues of people’s concern.

Don’t Know What To Think. Not Sure On What To Do? I Wait On You …

Perhaps it’s time to clean up. Maybe fix some breakfast. Perhaps? Time to pause. Time to reflect. Time to give You my undivided attention? I want to cry but my eyes are dry. Help me, my Father, help me.

Ha! Your Words? Fulfilled Sooner Than I Could Have Ever Imagined …

“Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? You have nothing to fear. You have all to rejoice.

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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