Before you read today’s post? Please, read the post from one year ago today. Awesome end of this year! Must read both today’s and a year ago. What a journey this journey of mine is!
https://www.thia-basilia.com/archives/27125
MOURNING MY OWN DEATH…
No Kidding. I Was Looking Forward To Life Not Death …
Friday, May 24, 2019 at 1:02 am.
The more we resist? The higher the passionate flames of love for His creation shoot up and up! Wow! So that’s what this hot weather comes from!
O Well? Now I’m Really Going Into A Deep End Otherwise Called ‘Nuts’, Or! Am I, My Master? …
Nay! I’m NOT going anywhere, much less into a deep end! It’s nothing deep about hot or cold weather. On the contrary, the results of the weather are plain and visible
Those Results Are Plain And Visible In My Life …
Friday, May 24, 2019 at 4:44 am.
Master? You know what goes on. I don’t. This is another episode of pain and discomfort. Have not learned how to deal with it.
MOURNING MY OWN DEATH…
Friday, May 24, 2019 at 7:10 am.
Up to my waking up the last time at 6:16 am I had been expecting life, but! For the last hour I am now mourning my own death. Absurd? Not necessarily.
Death? My Death? Is Mourning My Death Of Any Value?
Where are my children now that I am still alive? Why anticipate my death without making an effort to see me while I am still alive?
It Does Not Make Sense At All! …
Why the claim to love me? Do my children really love me? As per the written words? My children, including Ahmad, do not love me at all.
Even So? O My Master! You Love Us All …
So? As the ravishing pain assailed me in waking up this morning, it came to me, death to my body would release my soul to join my Master and?
For The First Time In My Life I Sat By The Roof And Mourn My Own Death?
What’s the meaning of this all, my Master? It’s coming to me, the day You called me to follow You? That’s the day I died to my children. The naked truth?
As The Mother They Expect? I Don’t Exist …
Yes, my children do for me from the distant hoping for that mother they expect to resurrect. Ahmad knocks himself down to please me, but? It has not dawn upon them, the mother they expect is dead forever!
