What Is Love? What Is That Elusive Love Which People So Flipantly Mouth Around …?

From this it is that the faces of all in heaven are kept turned to the Lord, who is the Sun there, and is thus the center to which all look; and this, wonderful to say, in whatever direction the angels may turn (AC 3638).

And as the Lord is in the good of mutual love, and in the good of charity toward the neighbor-for He loves all, and through love conjoins all-therefore the angels are also turned to the Lord by regarding their companions from this love.

Ha! What Was The Reason For My Discouragement Last Night? …

No question about it, I had or was tempted to turn my face from You, O my Master. The agonizing itch plus memories that chill my soul throw me downwards.

  • I despair of recording anything. The pounding in my mind related all my writings to be pure imaginings, fantasies of my own.
  • Nothing is coming to pass. It’s of no use for me to continue with my dreams and fantasies.
  • My Wilma. Blisters will burst leaving itching sores on her body—a rare blood decease on a woman to be admired among many women.
  • The memory? Five children, none to move in to take care of her. They will come for a few moments but then they had to go back to take care of their business.
  • Me? I lived across her door. She had been there for me, but at such a crucial time of her life? I failed her. Yes, I will check on her for a few moments, then? Back to my own business.
  • My time has come. Though not as extreme as my Wilma’s condition, my condition brings Wilma’s condition to mind continuosly.
  • The worst to come to mind? My inability to laydown my life for my precious Wilma.
  • Likewise, is happening to me now. Though my children including Ahmad do their best to help and take care of me, not a one has made an effort to laydown their lives for me.
  • Ten years in this wilderness of people deprived of all comforts, kicked, spit on my face, hurting, lonely, and?
  • The last three years? In this forsaken area, isolated, no one to hand me even a glass of water at the most crucial moments of my journey in this valley of death I been traveling on. But!
  • O my Master! You always have been with me. Not for one second have You forsaken me. At the worst moments of despair, You touch me to sleep.
  • You lift me up. You always do. Sleep comes my way. When I wake up You enable me to hear Your words of comfort again. Quote:

“O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart, I let you go on because the truth of the matter your fantasizing is your future reality, but! I reserve the time for all to materialize.

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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