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It Takes A Lifetime Of Your Discipline To Kiss The Son—To Honor, Submit To Him For Real …? In the meantime? Like our good, righteous Job, we insist in our knowledge of You. We read; we understand what we read; we proceed to live our lives by such knowledge of what we read. Oops! Little Did I Know I Was Only An Educated Fool …

Complete Rest On You. My Today 7th Day Of Rest …

Saturday, December 14, 2019 at 7:41 am.

So especial! Not a feeling. Not a sense. A reality! That’s the way from now on to eternity. Spent the whole day preparing to post these matters.

Your Reward For Coming Into Your Rest Once For All? …

Sunday, December 15, 2019 at 3:23 am.

It’s astonishing the how You demonstrate to me Your reality. No, by all means! I am not imagining things. I slept towards the end of the afternoon. I woke up at the sound of Ahmad’s “Hello!”

  • Ha! I did not move. I kept quiet. I waited. He began to connect the gas tank. I moved to get up. He came to say ‘hello’ again. I took care of my business.
  • Heat on to my delight but I kept quiet. I could not utter a sound. He proceeded to set up the super he brought to eat with me. He urged me to eat. “I’m not hungry. Go ahead.” “I can’t eat by myself.” I took the plate he offered. I helped myself to some of the food. Still, no talk. I waited.
  • He began to talk. “I am wrong. You been right all the time” I could not utter a sound to interrupt his talk in between bites. I was spellbound.
  • “My white heart is of no benefit to me!” Wow! I could have leap for joy, but! I held my piece for a few seconds. My clue to share at last. A quote of my words to him:

“Correct! Your white heart is not only of n benefit, it’s worse! Your white heart is a hindrance. I have always known it. But no one ever understood me. That’s why I cried and cried, until this morning. The gas ran out yesterday. But I did not panic. I no longer question the bad things that come my way. Despite the fact that I was feeling pretty bad, I refuse to question and complain.

I went to bed hoping to rest. Once in bed? The tears began to flow. The reason for my discomfort surfaced. Abandonment! Been abandoned by so many. “Is Ahmad abandoning me?” I wept. I fell asleep. The words in my mouth when I woke up?

No gas. Cold! No sign of help. What am I to do? I respect Your Authority. I refuse to complain. I refuse to question You. I am Your servant not Your Master. I am Your child not Your parent. I forgive Ahmad as You forgive me.

O Ahmad! That’s when I heard His words to me early this morning. Almost audible I clearly heard:

“Get up! Move around! Fix a cup of cinnamon ginger tea. Relax. I am at work.”

Ahmad, your words are a confirmation of His work in your heart. He is at work. We must relax. We must wait to see what happens next.” End of quote.

So Here I Am. Like A Maid Wait For Her Mistress Instructions, So I Wait For Yours …

Sunday, December 15, 2019 at 5:00 am.

The response to yesterday’s post is quite encouraging. Even so? One comment brought me back to the hindrances in my past. Quote:

Amen, Thia.  Many will see it and give glory to Him, the Almighty One.

Slept from 4:41 pm to 9:30 pm better than 4 hours. Great!

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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