You May Not Think About It But! Swiftly? Time Marches On …

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Is It Living Us Behind? Are We Marching Ahead Of It? …

Perhaps That’s Too Deep For You To Think About? …

Friday, May 31, 2019 at 8:28 am.

Perhaps, the opposite is the fact. More and more every single day I hear tell the exact same concern as my concern—I don’t need anything but the understanding of my soul, no one cares, no one understands.

The Understanding Of My Soul? What Is It That I Need? …

Finally! For the last few months? My cry “I need YOU!” has reach the highest. No kidding! What now? How do I know that my cry has reached the highest to be the fact?

By Revelation Knowledge …

Every interchange with people? I see clear the root of my own troubles. Example? My doings to help myself at the least or the most of provocations.

Ah! But! I Proclaim Big Time To Trust My Master. Really? …

If my claim was sound? I won’t be looking for ways to alleviate or cure the pain in my soul and body as it’s the norm with mankind.

What’s Wrong With That? Haven’t Got The Slightest, But! …

I see clear now. The search and find for solutions is nothing else but lack of trust in my Master. Instead? My Master is empowering me to endure. To carry on through, despite hardships; undergo or suffer. Quote:

Do Not Grow Weary

  • Just think of Him Who endured from sinners such grievous opposition and bitter hostility against Himself [reckon up and consider it all in comparison with your trials], so that you may not grow weary or exhausted, losing heart and relaxing and fainting in your minds.
  • You have not yet struggled and fought agonizingly against sin, nor have you yet resisted and withstood to the point of pouring out your [own] blood.
  • And have you [completely] forgotten the divine word of appeal and encouragement in which you are reasoned with and addressed as sons?
  • My son, do not think lightly or scorn to submit to the correction and discipline of the Master, nor lose courage and give up and faint when you are reproved or corrected by Him; For the Master corrects and disciplines everyone whom He loves, and He punishes, even scourges, every son whom He accepts and welcomes to His heart and cherishes.
  • You must submit to and endure [correction] for discipline; the Father Creator is dealing with you as with sons. For what son is there whom his father does not [thus] train and correct and discipline? Hebrews 12:3-7. End of quote.

Therefore? Power To Endure Is My Gift For Today …

Friday, May 31, 2019 at 11:16 am.

Sleep? Awake now. Thinking? About the futility of explaining, complaining, defending one’s self. All that explaining et all only adds to the human mind’s confusion and delusion.

It’s All Blowing Dusty Wind Against Each Other …

Friday, May 31, 2019 at 1:05 pm.

In vain we go around telling each other to do one thing or the other to resolve our hardships. That’s something I’m just now realizing.

From Birth Until Death We Humans Are Intent On Education …

Education. Knowledge. Not only for our sakes but mostly for the sake of others. But then at the end? What have we accomplished?

Is It Not The Peak Or The Pointed Summit Of A Corrupt Civilization? …

Is it not the peak or the pointed summit of a civilized corruption eating up on greed and grandiose ideas to shake off all restrains to fulfill our most lofty ideas to climb above the highest throne?

Even So? It’s Altogether Futile To Expound The Matter …

Best thing I’m now learning to do? Mind my business to communicate intimately with the Ever-Existent Almighty Creator—to be in a state of heightened, intimate receptivity to the deep inner meaning of His blood covenant with us.

O My Master! What Power You Are Investing Upon Me, But! …

Only You can impress this matter in the heart of Your people, and? You are doing so. More power for me to chill out!

Much love, thiaBasilia.

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