It’s So Easy To Set My Eyes On The Matter Not What Matters …
Dear faithful followers,
Friday, August 23, 2019 at 9:26 am.
I been in the furnace of affliction big time since I posted last. You’ll read all about it should you be enticed to read what I’ll post next.
Phew! What A Relief! Let’s Sing A New Song Together Shall We? …
It’s A New Day!
Yes! I love you with the love of my Yah!
Yes! I love you with the love of my Yah!
For I see in you the esteem of His face!
Yes! I love you with the love of our Yah!
Shut the door to all bad
Be Glad!
The Only Choice?
Rejoice!
My troubles? For a worthy reason …?
Monday, August 19, 2019 at 11:55 am.
O but I am aggravated and troubled with my own self! You know it my Master. That’s the way You are bringing matters to light for the whole lot of Your created ones not only to see but!
To See The Cause Not The Matter …?
Let me put it like this, me—myself! I been great at hitting the like or making a beautiful positive or not so positive comment whenever a post hits my silly bone. Well? NO MORE! Why?
The Reality Of The Creator Has Stripped Me To The Bones And Marrow Of The Deepest Part Of My Soul …
There you have it in a nutshell. I been so quick to give my approval or disapproval of whatsoever came my way until? The last few days even to this moment.
I am the one who ate. I am the one who continued to eat until now …?
What am I talking about? I am talking about the blame game that we humans play and live by.
By George! The blame game that we humans play and live by …
The multitude of essays blaming the devil the moms and pops the democrats and monster rats is staggering!
What About Me? What About Me? What About Me? …
What about you? Well, thiaBasilia, speak for yourself! I am not like you. You are not? Thank goodness! For a minute there I thought you were in mind and thought aligned in perfect line with me.
Wrong Conclusion. My Own Delusion. My Own Assumption…?
O my Master! A few days ago You revealed to me the paradigm of my life or the veil covering my ignorance of the truth that set me free, and?
Since Then You Have Rented That Veil. I Can Now Clearly See. It’s Not About Them. It’s About Me! …?
The best part? I have quit putting in my two cents worth in likes and comments and responses and emotional upheavals about it all because? Because it’s not about them. It’s all primarily about me along my own delusions and conclusions.
Guess What? My Quit? Open Door For The Master To Step In The Stage Of The Age …?
But I’m getting stale with my tale. I’ll take a break. At last! Ahmad is supposed to bring me the dirt and plants for my garden. Things are beginning to progress in my recess. Hearty anticipation. Can’t hardly wait.
Endurance? It Takes A Different Face Day By Day …
Monday, August 19, 2019 at 4:05 pm.