Fresh Start Ending The Pleasure Of Self-Condemnation …?

Treacherous water.

Downstream the canoe was under control.

The powerful giant of a man skillfully navigate it.

Somewhere in the back of my mind the scene was foggy.

Vaguely, the pages of the accounting book flipped.

Was it me flipping them?

I woke up. My feelings or Your thoughts?

I don’t know.

  • I headed to prepare the usual coffee and eats.

Reflecting In Your Presence …?

On waking up, who was that man? Was it Ahmad? NAY! That man was or is the Son of man—YOU my Beloved Master.

  • You are the MAN navigating not just my canoe but each and all Your chosen’s canoes.
  • Wow! The scene was foggy.
  • What scene?

The Self-Condemnation Scene …

So? That was me flipping! When I flip the pages of the accounting book, I find the horror of my living ways.

  • The strong man—the ego within me.
  • I determine to amend my ways.
  • I search all over the frail man’s world.
  • What for?
  • I search out the human wisdom myself to transform.
  • Hooray! Hooray! That world applauds.
  • What a nobble dispensation.
  • Worthy of commendation.
  • Oh what a pleasure!
  • The strongman on elevation.
  • I find a multitude of to do or not to do lists and forms.
  • I choose.
  • After a time?
  • Ah! There is a better way.
  • I choose again.
  • After a time?
  • Repeat!
  • The better way I must find.
  • Years and years the scene was a fact.
  • For what?
  • That is what my testimony is all about.
  • And on the boot?
  • That’s self-condemnation.
  • That’s what!

Master! That’s Your Wrapping The Headline For This Post …

Amen! But it is now Friday, July 30, 2021, at 8:28 am and there is still no Internet to publish the post.

  • Even so? Your timing is perfect.
  • You are never late nor tardy.
  • There is more to all these seemingly setbacks.
  • For one thing?
  • The end of this 7th perfect month is not until tomorrow.
  • So? Way back at the beginning You let me know the book was to end on the 7th month, but!
  • It did not.
  • Well? You quicken me to search for Your instructions at the beginning.
  • That brought me to search for ‘Welcome To My Life As It Was As It Is’ published autobiography in 2005.
  • I took the book out of the market, but I placed a modified version in the site.
  • I don’t know why but the modified version was missing that information.
  • So? I began to search for the original.
  • After much searching, I found it.
  • I began to read.
  • Dormant memories came alive.
  • My precious mentor details of my life under his care.
  • Up to the minute details of his bout with cancer and his death.
  • Indeed! After his death I went into numbness.
  • I never realized until this day how in such state I never grieved his death.
  • No tears. Numb I remained until this morning.
  • I wept!
  • I wail in agonizing pain!
  • Why not? Too much.
  • Seven years gone!
  • But O my Master!
  • Twenty-nine years gone this morning as well.
  • So? That was Your complete message in the dream this morning.
  • Treacherous water.
  • Downstream the canoe was under control.
  • The powerful giant of a man skillfully navigate it.
  • Twenty-nine years! Treacherous waters. Dangerous.
  • The river of my life.
  • Hidden dangers downstream would have driven me to insanity.
  • So, You took control while You set me in a numb state.
  • This morning? The numbness is gone.
  • You have replaced the pain of my lost.
  • It is now Friday, July 30, 2021, at 6:35 pm.
  • Well? just when I finished my wailing this morning Ahmad show up drill on hand.
  • By that time was around noon.
  • The shelf by the window is up.
  • The biggie? He helped me to secure the working station.
  • After he left? You gave enough strength for the finishing touches.
  • All is now better than before, and?
  • This time? I sense Your time.
  • I am tired and sleepy.
  • I wait on You.
  • Thank You.
  • It is now Saturday, July 31, 2021, at 1:27 am.

Last Day Of This 7th Month On The 7th Day Of Rest …?

Goodness’s sake! What have I been doing since 6:35 pm? You led me to the beginning of my journey in Your Presence.

  • That entitled searching the many versions I have created of the autobiography titled, ‘Welcome To My Life As It Was As It Is’.
  • I read, read, and read until I found exactly what You wanted me to include to close this post.
  • The finding is 5 pages long. So? Here is the PDF version of it:

Excerpt From The Autobiography.pdf

Amazing Closure Of Long Forgotten Memories …?

Enlightenment! A closure to all lurking feelings not just of self-condemnation but the pain of grief that was capped within me.

How Amazing Are Your Ways …?

So? There is the more to all those seemingly setbacks. I have not been procrastinating. I have been ‘flowing’ downstream safely while You have been navigating my canoe.

  • It is now Saturday, July 31, 2021, at 2:16 am.
  • It is coming to me to rest underneath Your everlasting arms.
  • Thank You.
  • That’s where I am at, secured and protected in a new game field.
  • It is now Saturday, July 31, 2021, at 5:42 am.

Master! The Advent Of The Seed. What Does It Mean In My Life …?

“O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Go back and quote the words I spoke to you yesterday. I need those words seared within your being for good.

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/ 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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