I’m Eighty But I Sure Don’t Feel My Age …?

Well? You know that I am cold. Also, I have too many irons on the fire. Plus? Can’t quit thinking about the awful state of the apartment comes wintertime, and other problems that only You can take care of.

Help Me My Master! Get Those Irons Off The Fire In My Mind …

Yes! My mind is like a burning furnace always devouring wild imaginations of mine. Only the power of Your love and wisdom can get that fire under control. Maybe I’ll go to bed, if nothing else to warm up. I’ll see.

No Bed. Instead? Back To The Beginning …?

Saturday, October 26, 2019 at 5:58 am.

What beginning, my Master? The beginning from 27 years ago. The reminder of the best seven years You gave me. That was the time You gave me my first place of quiet and safety.

The Time Was October 21, 1986. You Promised Me That Place, And …?

You promised I was to be Your minister, Your mouthpiece if I separated the precious from the vile unwarranted auspiciousness about Your faithfulness.

I Responded Willing To Obey. Within 6 Weeks Your Promise Became My Reality …?

You placed me under the tutelage of my Honey—a senior gentleman of integrity. Seven years exactly, and? You took him away. Instead of bed, I searched and found the record. Quote:

On Sunday, the 18th day of October 1992 about 5 in the morning I heard him trying to cough and I hurried up to give him some ice chips and a few drops of morphine. As I did that, he spoke to me what was to be his last words, he said to me, “I love you.” He said nothing else. I remember comforting him, holding his hand, reading him the Scriptures. I remember my daughters Denise and Robin calling me by phone and I remember Genie coming in and sitting with him while I took a shower.

Then I remember being alone with him while Genie went to get dressed and I remember singing many songs to him while I held his hand. On his last moments he heard me sing to him, “When we all get to heaven, what a day of rejoicing that will be when we all see Yahushua and sing and shout the victory!” Then, he went into a coma. He was staring into the ceiling and Genie and I kept trying to close his eyes, but he wouldn’t close his eyes.

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!


  1. pat bruno
    October 28, 2019

    Your tale is NEVER stale!

  2. thiaBasilia
    October 28, 2019

    I just changed the graphic. Looking for , “That’s good, Basilia! that’s harmony!” And I swell up! Only to deflate quicker than I inflate with my next colorful masterpiece! Hahaha! What a life!

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