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 7^th perfect month is not until tomorrow.
• So? Way back at the beginning You let me know the book was to end on the 7^th 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 7^th Month On The 7^th 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.