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What Is The Higher Or The Lower Life? Higher Over The Lower. Free Perfect Life. Free Of Guilt, Fear Of Man, Of Hypocrisy. Endued With Power. Hope. Peace. Certainty. Power To Love, To Understand, To Wait For Good And Forever. What A Wonder! Part 1

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Journal—An ongoing dialog between thiaBasilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Saturday, September 30, 2017 at 4:03 pm.

I see it, my Father. I am not procrastinating. I am waiting for You to manifest Your promises to me. I am weary. I am bored. So long a wait. You know the natural reaction from us human beings. We get weary. Bored. We simply cannot bear so long a wait. What do we do about it? We pass the buck! We blame each other or one thing or another.

“Why this evil upon me?” “I never done any wrong to anyone.” “I done my best.” “If there is a ‘God’ why evil exist?” “Why this evil upon me?”

Never do we realize that the One we are really blaming is You!  “Yeah, I did not ask to be created.” “The ‘woman’ that YOU gave me!” “Why did YOU plant that tree? Why did YOU give me a free will? What did YOU expect from me?”

“Perhaps I am wrong. But my punishment is more than I can bear!” “Now I must wonder away from YOU at the risk of getting killed!” “I see, I won’t get killed because YOU marked me.” “Now I can do my own thing. Now I can forget about bringing offerings to YOU that YOU do not appreciate!” On and on goes the paradigm of mankind.

Saturday, September 30, 2017 5:13 pm.

Well, the best thing I can do right now? Stop all these musings! SIT STILL, thiaBasilia! SIT STILL! Do nothing. Yes, my Father. Sit still I must or bust! Not ready to bust. I must still my mind. Behold! The power of Your love and wisdom You drench on me. Power to sit still and wait. Power to rest. Power forget the get and to do my best in rest. It never fails. It always avails!

Sunday, October 1, 2017 at 12:31 am.

Father? This is the 10th month! Is it time, my Father? Is it time for all to happen NOW? I need to rest. I need to sleep some more. Once again, I ask, O my Father, to give Your beloved such sleep. I ask, heal me and I shall be healed. Save me from this tiresome discomfort in my body and soul, and I shall be saved.

It’s now 1:26 am. Father? You reminded me to look for the meaning of the last strange dream I dreamt. It is still vivid in my mind. The one symbol I saw before I woke up was a hotel clerk handing me a quill pen to sign in a very strange hotel entrance. I woke up while seeing the woman holding the quill and pointing it to me.

I remember the first thing in the dream was I in a taxi. I got in the front seat. Immediately I asked the driver a strange question, “Where do you come from?” He mentioned some town in Mexico. I, enthusiastically responded, “I come from Guatemala!” And a very friendly chat began. I remember the friendly chat coming to an end at my arrival at my destination. The driver walked a few steps with me. He stood in the side-walk to point me across the street to a building. Apparently, my destination. I thought he was coming along with me, but! He had to get back to his taxi.

I walked towards the building. There was much traffic. I remember seeing a sign on top of the building I was heading for. AT Hotel. The letters were big and sketched. At the entrance of the building were some stairs. Two men were sitting obstruction the entrance. I asked them to move. They just moved enough for me to pass. I remember kicking some rubbish out of my way. I came to the strangest entrance. There was a semicircular shape check-in counter. It had a checkers wall covering around it.

No one was there at first, but! Then? A woman appeared handing me a quill pen to sign in, but! Something kept me from grabbing the quill to sign in, and! I woke up before I signed in.

What are You revealing to me in such dream, my Father? All the symbols I looked point to success and super abundance coming from the wisdom in my writing. But! Why the driver did not come with me? Why I did not signed in. What does it all mean my Father? Why I woke up before I signed in?

Ah! That’s exactly where I am at! The depressing looks of all my surroundings right now is just what I saw in my dream. Then, the driver not coming with me and the not signing in with the quill pen means that, the misunderstandings between Ahmad and I still exist. My hope was shattered with the realization that Ahmad is still stuck in his programmed mind. His mind is far from what I am all about. The promise for success and super abundance coming from the wisdom in my writing? It remains in sight. I am there, but! Ahmad is not. Ahmad and myself are a team. I cannot sign in without him. Wow!

It’s 2:10 am now. I don’t know what to do? I’ll try to go back to sleep and see what You got for me from there.

Sunday, October 1, 2017 6:40 am.

Yes! I am there, but! Ahmad is not! Here I am, my Father! At the very entrance of what You really mean to happen. It is all set to happen on this 10th month of Your time! Watch out, Skeptic! There is a Father/Creator in the heavens somewhere above. There is the same Father/Creator in the heart even of a Skeptic like you are. In your heart? Dare I to assert such dessert?

Indeed! The Father/Creator is fixing to display the most lavish tray of the sweetest bites ever tasted by the human palate of the wisest! Me? I can’t do anything to get Ahmad to taste the heavenly bytes. He continues to gorge on the earthly ones. Back to wait until Your times comes to deal with Ahmad as per Your will not mine.

Meanwhile? Time to compose the beginning of the end of the first volume of, My Journal—. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story…. My Story

I know You will give me whatever I am to do on the spot. So, I do not need to feel guilty about doing or saying the wrong thing. You have assured me Your control of it all because I have placed You in the center of my heart. No longer problems without solution. No matter how hurt feelings or disgusting turns come my way? It is all under Your loving control.

And this is the beauty of the life I now live in the Presence of my Father/Creator, dear Reader. It’s a free perfect life. Free of guilt. Free of the fear of man. Free of hypocrisy. Endued with power. Hope. Peace. Certainty. Power to love. Power to understand. Power to wait is now mine for good. I live the higher life. No turning back to the lower life. What a wonder!

The ways of mankind are insane, troublesome, heavy loads imposed on each one of us. Indeed! This world is ridden with insanity.

Insanity Affect Us All! The Secret to Abolish Insanity? It’s in My Journal—My Story. Enter Into My Journal—Partake Of My Story….

The Journal of My Life holds the Secret to Abolish Insanity. Read on and on until you find that secret to avail you for eternity.

His love in my heart for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.

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Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Saturday, May 27, 2017 at 11:26 pm

I slept from around 8 pm until 11.26. I recorded the date but I went back to sleep until around 2:20 am. I checked and replied to the comments.

Sunday, May 28, 2017 at 3:16 am

Ha! O my Father—O Father of mine? It is now 3:22 am. It is really neat the way You are developing Your project in our midst. Ipuma Black is the first one connected with me at the moment. Or the first donator in the future United Kindred Spirits. The following exchange between Ipuma and I speak tons if anyone is willing to read between the lines.

United by the Spirit of love from the Father/Creator we shall conquer. Divided by our human reasoning we shall perish. Quote:

Ipuna Black May 27, 2017 at 4:17 pm

I’m definitely getting into herbs over prescribed drugs. I’m so happy to hear that they have helped you! I didn’t know anything about the bread toxic situation?? Yikes.

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thiaBasilia May 27, 2017 at 4:57 pm

The bread/wheat products–soy–sugar are the three evils Satan is using to slowly kill us all. Those 3 are the cause of all illnesses including Alzheimer’s, mental insanity, cancer, diabetes, etc.

Hitler’s Atlantic age is still in force! Only our Father can rescue us. And He is doing it. One by one He is doing it. Thus, we got this herbal revolution to bring to nothing the agricultural one–the day the powers to be devised the plan to kill us. The day they poisoned the ground to grow poisoned food.

What a Mighty Yah we have. We deserve death but He is giving us life. Not only spiritual but physical as well. 🙂

thiaBasilia May 27, 2017 at 5:10 pm

Let me add. That’s why the plan to restore the desserts of Jordan. That’s why Father is enlightening each one of us to the end of becoming of one mind in His Spirit. One mind set on the First & Most Important of the Commandments. As He works in each one of us, His love is born in our hearts. We begin to see the love of that First Commandment. Our hearts bind with His heart. United Kindred Spirits shall conquer the world of His creation. The parable of the tares is in play. 🙂 (Ha! I sense I need to post this. What do ye know? I’m still half sleeping. Just woke up to find your comment. STRIKE AGAIN! lol)

Sunday, May 28, 2017 at 3:37 am

O my Father—O Father of mine? How clever are Your ways! This unsuspecting child of Yours has not got a clue on what You are to develop next. All in my earthly mind? My honey! “Father? You see, I am running out of honey. There is no money to get me some more honey. Show me what to do.” Suddenly! It comes to me. “Call Denise. Just tell her you need money.” I obey. Bless my Denise. No questions asked. Within minutes the money is deposited in my account. Ahmad runs to get my honey before I die for the lack of it! Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Never you mind the work You are working on Ipuma and on each one of Your children. That’s too much for me to absorb, but! I am not a doubting Thomas. I know. I really know of Your mercy and Your power. Give me honey? A loving trivial, but! Ipuma’s connection? Nothing trivial about such power of Your love from on high!

Nay! Honey was in my mind, but! In my Father’s mind? Greater needs were at stake! So? Father’s wisdom came into play: “Ask for money not for honey!” You all think I will try that again? Nay! Not unless Father quickens me to do so. Like He is doing with the fund-raising deal.

BTW somebody plz follow Ipuma’s lead. Don’t be afraid I’ll use your money for my honey. Maybe I will. Maybe I will not. What I mean is this: whatever you do, do it unto the Master not unto thiaBasilia even when she is not shyster.

His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

My story for Youcaring Fund Raising

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Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Tuesday, May 9, 2017 at 2:43 pm
Thanks, my Father for the way You are developing things for me. Today I started to raise the funds necessary to begin Your project to prepare physically & spiritually to survive and overcome the Great Tribulation.

I am a USA citizen but, I was called to come to Jordan since 2009. Our Father/Creator has done wonders in my life since I came to this part of the world, but! What He is doing now? Beyond my wildest imagination!

My Story is recorded in, http://www.thia-basilia.com
For months on end I been posting this matter giving my readers an opportunity to participate in the project, but! No response. Why? Because I don’t know what I am doing. I need money to actually create the United Kindred Spirits Organization.
I just don’t have that kind of money. Father knows. So, yesterday, up pops in my mind to search for funds raising companies. I chose, Youcaring Fundraising! We’ll see. Father is in control.
Dear Reader, as you can tell, I don’t know what I am doing, but! Father knows. Father leads me all the way. He leaves me in suspense of His doings for a time. Those are the times that I come up with all sorts of ideas. My ideas do not work. But in time, His ideas pop in my mind. On I go and setup a proper Fund Raising Event.
Me? I think I’m going to pass-out when I get the first donation! Of course, Father will raise me up to life again so I can continue to write & publish & optimize!
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

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Friday, October 21, 2016 at 6:09 am
WOW! O my Father—O Father of mine, You are certainly leading me all the way! I just finished watching Jeff Goins webinar. What a gift on this 30th anniversary of Your leading me to write for the honor of Your name not for my deification.
Way back from the beginning in 1985 I had stars in my eyes of becoming a best seller to win souls. Thirty-one years later; today the stars are still there but, with a totally different slant—Your slant my Father, O my Father—O Father of mine. The stars in my eyes now shine with a different motivator.
Money & fame for my own personal gain are not my motivators at all but? Money is what I will get without pressuring anyone to buy whatever to help me get such money. Indeed! I have no need whatsoever to pressure anyone to gain that money & fame. Oh? Are you thinking, ‘Distasteful Hypocrisy’ dear Derek Murphy? Perish the thought! You are in for a surprise. The hypocrisy is GONE! Pure & simple child-like honesty is taking place. How?
Hahaha! For nearly two months now Ahmad & yours truly have been living without money. My monthly income barely covered my rent & electric & water. Several extras came our way putting us in such predicament. Not ANY money to even buy food!. What have we done about it?
Not the usual, I’ll call this one or that one for help as we have been doing all of our lives. This time? “DO NOT ASK FOR HELP!” Loudly and clear such imperative voice has come to both of us. “But, Ahmad, I need honey!” goes my whining. “Don’t worry! I’ll get you some honey today!” The day ends, still, no honey.
Next day. “I am sorry, really I can do without honey.” And on & on goes the daily cravings for things. Daily also goes the realization of not needing anything! Same with Ahmad. O what freedom! Have we starved? Nay. We been eating better than before. Funny thing. A dream right before I started watching Jeff’s webinar.
We been so broke that there is no gas in my stove tank. I been cooking on a little electric burner for quite a few weeks now. So, while I slept waiting for the webinar, I dreamed, rather more like a vision. I was in my kitchen. Had placed an empty frying pan on the stove getting it ready to transfer it to the electric burner. Suddenly! The pan started to smoke—there was fire under it. I lifted it and, wow! All 3 burners were lit up! GAS! Ahmad walked in. “When did you get the gas?” “Oh, I forgot to tell you.” And I woke up.
Webinar ended. I headed for Google. Needed to find out meaning of dream. Check several sites to no avail. Until, I read the meaning of the exact picture in my dream, aka, “Burning gas indicates that you will have the chance to realize your plans and wishes.”
Father is leading all the way. No need to be condescending or smug about it all. Jeff and the rest require a fair payment to subscribe to their coaching and different groups. They have spent much time & money acquiring the skills needed to make a living as a writer. They are very generous with free books and extensive free tutorials. They deserve their wages.
Should I have the monies? I would gladly pay up. But really, there is no need for me to pay for a tribe at the moment. Father has already built my tribe. Listen what I got yesterday from a new follower of the blogs Father has inspired to create,
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I smiled with your post. So it did served its purpose in my life. Thank you for sharing and your visit on my blog.
Hum! As of yesterday? I threw all my junk under the feet of my Master. EVERYTHING! From, “You know that I am hurting big time. How can anyone concentrate on anything useful when the body is in pain? You know we need money! You promised me big money but, no indication that such is true. You know I need people. You did not make us to live alone! Nobody visits or calls or writes to me; not even my children and even Ahmad has not any time for me! I can’t concentrate on learning the new skills I need to earn my living! I am totally discouraged! I am running on dead ends everywhere I turn! You know that Ahmad’s mind is just about gone! You know the children need food, clothing, shoes. You tell me not to worry but how can I not worry? I had enough and You know it! But I refuse to take things with my own hands! No matter what? I trust You. “Satan! My Master Yahuwah rebukes you. You are not going to get the best of me!”
I ended my burst of anger. I came to computer. The webinar had just started. Only a few minutes on to it and, LIGHT! ENCOURAMENT! CONFIDENCE IN THE RIGHT PLACE RENEWED!
Friday, October 21, 2016 at 8:43 am
Wow! Wow! Wow! Have no words to express my utter amazement. It is not even 9 am and already You have showered such blessings unto me. My greenery surrounds my desk. All of it growing at the speed of my spiritual progress. What a sight to see. What a sight I am! Oh!
Indeed, I am a sight to behold. NAY! Not my old carcass, that’s for sure! Nothing to behold there but still deformity—the scars from a past gone by. So, what is there to behold? None other but the magnificent Presence of our Father/Creator beckoning all to come into His Secret Chamber of love from on high.
I am now working on The Harvest Today—the second volume for Overcoming Supernaturally. It will be packed with results. Focused on things of eternal value yet, living in this world of no values to avail for eternity. The beauty of freedom from on high!
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

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[box type=”info”] Worth Your Time To Read. Perhaps Find the answer for your troubled mind. What is it, O my Father—O Father of mine, what is it that holds Your children back from trusting You? Is it success? Is it money? Is it beauty? Is it religion & religious beliefs? Is it faithfulness to whatever cause they are serving? And, what about me? [/box]

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Monday, July 25, 2016 at 12:15 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine? You know what goes on. You know how our faith is on testing grounds. I wait on You. You are never late. No worries. No fears. No doubts are welcome in the realm of my carnal mind. That’s the fact to be exact. As You know it in effect, O my Father—O Father of mine.

Monday, July 25, 2016 at 2:22 pm

A comment. Posted in, http://www.aprilspeaks.link/5-powerful-ways-to-be-happy-sadness-strikes/

Well, I have some good news. Humanly speaking all advice here given does work but, it’s only temporal. There comes a time when neither family or friends or the best things in this world can satisfy the longings of one’s soul. In due time, that time comes to every single child of our Father/Creator. When, not if but, when that time comes for each one of you? Happiness as a euphoric feeling that we all know comes to be a thing of the past. Joy inexplicable and full of our Father/Creator’s Presence takes its place. Only the Presence of our Father/Creator in our hearts and in our every moment of our time on these earthly grounds can fully satisfy all of one’s longings. He brings us to the steady waters of the power of His love from on high…something that really is out of our grasp until He performs the task. Wait & Hope. Hope is the evidence of things not yet seen. 🙂

Hum! Vivid thoughts of a past not long gone. The post. The comments. O that past! O my bout with that ill mind of mine. All resolved by the power of love from on high! I pause. I reflect. O my Father—O Father of mine? I bless & thank You at all times. Your joy in my obedience is my strength, yet. If You put me through a test in dreary circumstances, would I still bless & thank You? Would I still be claiming Your written words to avail me? What is the difference?

  1. Claim Your written words to achieve happiness and well-being and for an answer to all our problems?
  2. Live by Your written words with each breath that we take whether we are in good or dreary circumstances?

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Pause and reflect on the work I have performed in your being to conform you to the image of My Son, your Messiah. Indeed My child, under any circumstance of dread or glee, you are now equipped to love or to obey Me. That’s the meaning of My first and most important of all commandments.

My purpose for all the blogs I have inspired you to create? To equip all and each one of My children reading these words to love or obey Me as in the first and most important of My commandments.

Thus, the importance to share your journal of life in My Presence. No matter what? Continue to follow My lead in all of your doings. Write & publish. Write & publish.

I am well aware of the dreary circumstances of the present moment for you and for Ahmad. I am also well aware of all and each one of your children’s situation in life.

Fear not. Rejoice and be glad. I am holding all of you in the palm of My hands. I will never, ever let go of you as well I will never let go of Ahmad or of your precious children.”

O my Father—O Father of mine? Tears of joy. You are so good to me and to all. Thanks for equipping me to obey You.

Monday, July 25, 2016 at 7:46 pm

What is it, O my Father—O Father of mine, what is it that holds Your children back from trusting You? Is it success? Is it money? Is it beauty? Is it religion & religious beliefs? Is it faithfulness to whatever cause they are serving?

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, pause and reflect. Draw from your past. Is it not all those things that held you back from your complete abandonment to Me?

O my Father—O Father of mine, I see it. Indeed! The quest for success. The money factor. The beautiful & good things in people and in Your creation. My religion & religious beliefs. My faithfulness to the good causes I served. All of it kept me from fully trusting You. Is it likewise for all of Your children, O my Father—O Father of mine?

O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, pause and reflect. Why do you think I have you to visit the different sites and lead you to read certain articles that demonstrate to you this matter in the fullest? Indeed! All the beautiful side of evil are the chain around My children’s neck.

Even so, day by day I lead you to notice the weariness in My children’s eyes in spite of all their nobility.

Soon, very soon, the chain shall be blasted. My children shall experience My power of love from on high. The weariness shall banish without fail. Truth shall prevail! Write & publish. Write & publish, My child, it will all avail.”

I will now publish what at this moment have written.

Your love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

On This Anniversary Of Your Service To Me? …

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On this anniversary of Your service to Me?

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Sunday, June 19, 2016 at 12:21 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine. Everything is just fine only? I am beginning to be comfortable or at least able to be alone with no one else but You without the longing for the human fellowship that all humans must have. I need to sleep.

Sunday, June 19, 2016 at 6:30 pm

This day is almost gone. That is the daylight of the day is almost gone but? The twilight will soon arrive to give way to the working hours of my choosing much alive.

Surveys. Surveys. Surveys on the way. What is this O my Father—O Father of mine? Send me the surveys if that is the way You have chosen to supply the much needed funds to these days survive. Thanks O my Father—O Father of mine. Whatever for me You choose is always fine!

Monday, June 20, 2016 at 1:37 am

On this anniversary of Your service to Me? O My child—O child of My heart, I do bequeath to thee this bouquet of roses from the ones I have placed right within your heart on that 20th day of June exactly 31 years this day marks to be.

Rejoice and be glad for Your work shall be rewarded and your reward? Safeguarded until the day I pronounce unto you, Well done, you upright (honorable, admirable) and faithful servant! You have been faithful and trustworthy over a little; I will put you in charge of much. Enter into and share the joy (the delight, the blessedness) which your master enjoys.  (Matthew 25:23)

O my Father—O Father of mine? Your joy? Your joy is my strength at much length.

Monday, June 20, 2016 at 7:16 am

O my Father—O Father of mine? What will today to me You bequeath? Shall, whatever be, hidden underneath the day’s reverses my mind rehearses? Spare me my Father—O Father of mine? Stop my mind … stop my mind … stop my mind let it not rewind!

Everything is fine. No need to let my mind wind the wiles on the imagination’s confines. My hope? To advance the sure winding of the title Overcoming Dysfunctional Mother to its ending without it bending. I wait on You for Your leading, for Your bidding.

His love in my heart for you dear reader and for all passersby on the fly, thiaBasilia

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My profile. Who am I? Past. Present.

Friday, June 17, 2016 at 2:53 am

Ha! Thanks my Father—O Father of mine. I am getting myself together as I follow Your lead. I now have come up with a concise profile of who am I? Here it is,

My Past My presentMy profile. Who am I? Past. Present.

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.
Present. A functional woman—a human being under the care & protection of the Almighty Father/Creator of our beings.
In the past? A defeated woman saddled not only with the Dysfunctional label but also with the Bipolar, Manic Depressive & Schizophrenic labels.
In the present? An overcoming woman by The Power Of Love From On High up above the sky!
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!
Next? I will post what Father inspired me yesterday. Come back in a few minutes. I will post again. That post is a dandy. You don’t want to miss it.

His love in my heart for you and for all, thiaBasilia.

 

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Chapter 1

It was sometime in the fall or? Was it still summer? Theodora was mothering six beautiful little girls under 10 yrs. of age.

Theodora fulfilled her duty with passion—cooking, washing, cleaning grocery shopping, sewing but mainly? School matters—teacher/parent conferences, extra curriculum activities for her girls and etc., etc., etc.

Theodora’s aim & purpose for her life? To equip those girls for a productive future—training that she lacked in her own childhood.

Ah! What a noble endeavor! Did Theodora succeeded? Many years later the record shows? Indeed! Theodora succeeded big time but?

O well? That’s a big but that will take many pages to tell. Let’s go on. Where to start? O yes!  It was sometime in the fall or? Was it still summer?

Theodora discovered the Book of Books for the first time in her Catholic life. Amazingly? The words in the Book would just about jump out of the pages to land in Theodora’s heart.

Theodora was enthralled! In the midst of her motherly activities? Theodora journey in the words of the Book.  She came to find herself in the spiritual realm outside of anyone’s knowledge in her world at that time of her life. The result?

Man! O man!  The eery sound of the ambulance carrying her to the nearest mental hospital. Her mind snapped! The prognosis? Theodora might never recover from her broken mind. Oh?

No hope. Yet? Three short days later? Theodora is back at her motherly duties only? This time? She has to set a timer to remember what was the next thing she needed to finish or start. Was it cooking? Was it washing or? Wrapping the next Christmas gift?

WOW! Broken mind or broken heart? Theodora would not be seduced by the adversities of the moment. Theodora would not be distracted from her duties as a mother in a dysfunctional family environment. Oh?

Dysfunctional? By all means! Three of those six precious girls came from her womb—the fruit of her first marriage. The other three precious little girls? The fruit of her partner from his first marriage. Her partner?

O man! That’s the tale to tell in the pages of A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family for it all started out with an unwholesome partnership. Her partner?

Mr. Big Stuff. A good man only? A man of the flesh obsessed with money & power and the charming beautiful intelligent Theodora—a woman of the intellect. A woman of intellectual clout only? Emotionally captivated by a fantasy world of her own making.

That Theodora had no intentions of submitting to the obsession of a man obsessed with money & power without any intellectual clout to match Theodora’s clout.

Theodora’s only aim? To get financially supported to stay home and raise her precious little girls. Noble aim? To say the least.

For Theodora had tasted close to three years of bitter disappointment with the male element of the human race. Luis Pacific—the father of her precious girls—the husband of her romantic dreams?

Luis was not able to fulfill the wantings & desires & unrealistic expectations of this romantic& passionate Theodora. So?

The tragedy of dysfunction begins. The victims? Three precious little girls she had brought into her fantasy romantic world that came to an end some nine years after her wedding to this Luis Pacific—an intellectual wonder.

Rattled by the stormy winds of passion & rage at what she thought to be her Luis betrayal? She tore her wedding gown into a million pieces and threw her wedding ring at the same Luis that she thought to be her prince in shining armor and?

Theodora left the cradle of her dreams. The home of her romantic fantasy to live happily ever after by the side of her prince nurturing her precious little girls? It all came tumbling down.

O the tragedy of romantic love. O the tragedy of the make believe world of fairy tales and make believe dressed up whales.

The story of A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family begins.

Hope to hear from many of you.
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

A Post To Reflect Not To Neglect….

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Hope? There is always HOPE!

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“My child, fear not! You have not ceased to delight My heart and even though your loved ones are not responding now, your work and your words to them have not been in vain! Fear not and do not despair! From now on you will be traveling in My service and I will see to it that you go and come as it is My plan for you to do. No matter who you meet – not matter how they react to you – no matter whether they accept you or not keep going! For I will accomplish My purpose for your life even against your own thinking; for I am aware of your despairing thoughts & moments of doubts. And I am aware of your deepest longings. And I will reward you far above your highest expectations even before My return! For I will return soon and for that reason I am joining you all together; for you all are members of My body and I cannot return to a disjointed body of Mine!

The Most Tragic FACT Of All The FACTS—Our Willful Intent To Take Care Of Our Own Selves!

Header Old Journal Hope BibleHearty suggestion to anyone that happens to find this BLOG: Only read one little portion at any given time as the Spirit of our Almighty Creator gives to you to read. For these words are not written for your mind to understand. Indeed! This treatise is strictly written to pierce the deepest part of your being as the Presence of our Father’s Spirit deals with the writer who happens to be this peculiar Thia.

Sickness & Medicine & Health Professionals & Hospitals—the whole Spectrum is the tragic result of our willful intentions!

From My Presence in My beloved Thia’s journal—A dialog between thia/Basilia & Master Yahuwah/ Yahushua!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011 (2:07 am)
O my Master You have a reason for everything that happens to us. You know why sickness and adversities attack us continuously. Teach us our Master to overcome all of these things accordingly to Your will not our will! For our will only aims to get well without weighting the matter of the root cause of it all! But Your will in the other hand is to teach and convict us of our inability to really take care of our own selves!
So sickness strikes us and we run to the doctor! The doctor in his turn prescribes a medication to us to relieve the symptoms and we get temporary relief of whatever symptom but at the cost of risking a reaction of our bodies to such prescription. And so it goes!
Try this med or the other and by the time it’s all over our bodies are so confused it bugles our minds and it’s a never ending chain of events until we are relinquished to a hospital which it’s only the beginning of another vicious circle of tests after tests to find out one thing after the other but never a real solution to the perfect balance of our bodies and minds!
In the meantime the hospitals consumed every dime in our possession leaving us in the poverty line! For the sad fact is that the hospitals along the organized Churches are perhaps the number one of the major commercial enterprises in this world! Those two institutions can drain the largest fortune in anyone’s possession! It’s pitiful but such is the fact!
The next pitiful fact is that the physicians for the most charge some hectic fees for their services—even in countries with strict laws to regulate those fees one still have to come up with a sizable fee because those physicians in turn have to pay large sums of money to become physicians therefore the whole tragedy of sickness and disease has become a good source of income for many, many well intentioned and good hearted individuals who actually have a heart and good intentions to help people!
Such is our tragic predicament and why? Because of our willful intent to take care of our own selves rather than letting our Maker do it! And we ignore our Maker’s loving pleas to take care of us and we only relegate our Maker to an elusive deity up there who requires all the lip service that we give to such deity!
Thus such—this ingrained drive to take care of our own selves ignoring our Loving Creator Who commands us to look up to Him and depend and trust Him in the reality of our everyday existences—our Loving Creator Who has spoken to us and written His words in tablets of stone signifying the unchangeableness of such words—that same Loving Creator is relegated to that elusive deity up there who requires all the lip service that we give to such deity but we refuse to submit to His loving commandments!  Such is the most tragic FACT of all the FACTS!

Throw Your Thorn Crowns Under The Feet Of Our Father/Creator? He Will Turn Those Thorns Into Stars To Shine His Power Of Love From On High!

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Thia’s Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. ….
Monday, May 9, 2016 at 4:37 am
Wow! Wow! Wow! Thinking about the excruciating pain steady present within my heart? My thoughts drifted to my Denise.
Does my child know? Has it ever cross her mind this suffering of mine? Nay. Nothing of the kind for good reason is there possible to find.
Nay. I was not there for my child and? It has never occurred to my child that I am not now nor was then there because I am here?
Perhaps. For in the reality of my life? Such amazing mater it has not occurred to yours truly until this very moment as well.
Indeed! Father is leading all the way and? Up to this moment of time He had not revealed this matter to me.
My thoughts revert. Way back I revert. I reflect? Diana’s Wedding. Roxana’s Wedding. Robin’s Wedding. Denise’s Wedding. And now? Landon’s Wedding. Bethany’s Wedding. Emiley’s Wedding. Ahmad? How amazing the pieces of the tapestry are coming together. Tapestry? A while back I wrote,

The Most Beautiful Tapestry Of Father Yah’s Creation!

Friday, May 17, 2013 at 1:30 am
Another day, another week gone! Unto You I bring my life! May Your will be done in my life and may my will forever be under Your control & dominion!
It’s now 7:42 am. I have slept, I have cleaned up, I have done this & that and I have been talking to Ahmad for the last hour! Talk, talk, & talk! That’s all I do! I beseech You my Father to give me to shut my mouth and give me some more sleep while I wait on You & everybody else! Wait, wait, wait some more—a nearly impossible thing to do and an open door to make mistakes—to take things into my own hands! But I refuse to do so! I’ll wait until You deem necessary for me to wait!
Friday, May 17, 2013 at 3:29 pm
Well, my Father, I do believe that You have accomplished Your purpose for me to be still & know that You are Almighty Yahuwah not me! This is a totally different experience for me and a good one though not a hyped up emotional experience. This truly is Your work in me and I am in awe of such work! Indeed You are Almighty Yahuwah Master and sole Creator of the whole Universe and of my being! In silence I worship You!
Saturday, May 18, 2013 at 5:23 pm
O my Father! How awesome are Your ways! When I get so bent out shape because I am not You and I don’t know what You are doing, poof! You wave Your hand of mercy and up pops an amazing circumstance way behind any of my premeditated shenanigans! Ha! Ha! HalleluYah!
Today, after I had a minor disagreement with Ahmad, I printed the above, I gave to Ahmad and I huffed out of here not knowing exactly where I was going! Suddenly! The urge to eat some ice cream came to me and I headed towards Mr. Human and stated my need to eat ice cream!
O my beloved Mr. Human not being quite the par but always willing to put up with my unexpected visits just smiled and we bantered a little while then, suddenly again, Human (son) comes in and tells me, “You want to visit Aqua Vista?” And Mr. Human says “No!” And I said, “Just because you said “No” I am going to Aqua Vista, lead the way! Ha! Ha!”
Human whisks me away and we get to his hotel only for me to enjoy the most delightful encounter with Human’s wife!! Ha! Ha! HalleluYah! Next there is a tour of the hotel while we chatted about many things and then a delightful lunch in the dining room topping it all with a meeting with Ruba only to find out that she is a fellow writer and much more! O but what a blessing! O my Father You are so good to all of us!
Well, this day of rest is not over yet? I can tell that Ahmad is in state of wonder with all the happenings in our lives in the last short days and? So am I—in awe to see how You, my Father are weaving the most beautiful tapestry while putting our lives together to embellish Your eternity & delight Your Being forever!
How true.
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia