Tuesday, February 26, 2019 now at 11:23 am.
What about me? Me?
From My Presence in My beloved Thia’s journal—A dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/ Yahushua!
Weary Of Words!
Saturday, January 17, 2015 at 2:32 am
Father, I am weary of words! So many beautiful words! So many disgusting, grotesque and plain offensive words as well as many just plain dumb and vulgar words!
O my Father, I know that it is by Your will for me at the moment that I am taking this Blogging 101 course, but, only a couple of weeks and I find myself already fed up mostly with beautiful words!
There is one thing, as much as I despise nasty words, I respect the way OM (Opinionated Man)uses those— by all means, in general some human beings deserve such language, and, that’s the fact not my opinion!
About You Talking To Me Or Vice Versa ….
And Father? You know that so many people do not have a clue about this dialogue between You and me. And I say ‘You’ first, because, You are the One that initiated this dialog way back when You instructed me to write the journal of my daily life in Your Presence.
Why Do Many Drop Me? …
So? This weird statement causes most people to drop me as soon as I make it or as soon as they read that You dialogue with me!
Should I Change My Statement? …
And lots of my friends tell that I need to change my writing style to gain more readers, but, if I did that, I will be doing something different than what You, my Father, have instructed me to do and I am not about to disobey Your instructions!
What Do I See? Rather, What Do You Show To Me …
All in all my Father, for what I see, the great majority of people are intense in joining one religion or another, one belief or another, one group or another: discussion groups, religion groups, entertainment groups and on and on they go—groping along like blind man without a cane or a guide searching for that elusive happiness when it is not necessary to do so!
O My Father, What Am I Talking About?
You know it my Father! You know what I am talking about! You know that I am talking about all the gossamer of beautiful words, including my own that have fill up my mind in the last couple of weeks!
It Makes No Good Sense …
What’s the sense in all the gossamer of beautiful words? I know that we are all intent in helping each other— and it feels good to be a helper and to be admired!
It All Amounts To Enthroning The Flesh/Dethroning Your Majesty ….
Even so, the whole gamut of our words serve no other purpose but to inflate our egos! Moreover, 99% the groups & discussions do nothing else but to stomp our spiritual growth and set us up in the pedestal of self- righteousness & successful living!
It All For What? …
Such living it is not cut up for all that is supposed to be—at the end only the hole in the brown ground is where all humans—rich or poor, smart or stupid, all humans go down!
Me? What Do I Now Do? …
Thus, O my Father, now I bring all my concerns to You because You take care of me far better than an earthly father would dream of taking care of his own child.
You Are The Only Father Unbeknown To Most Humans …
For only You know me better than I now myself and can do for me all those things that are impossible for me to do! Whatever for did I wasted my time faithfully joining to all those groups to help and be helped in the past? Sheer willful ignorance!
Fed Up With Human Goodness? Indeed! …
Furthermore, what is Your purpose my Father for my joining this Blogging 101? I am already fed up with all the ‘goodness’ in it! What on earth am I doing and what am I talking about?
Hum! I Am Talking About POSITIVE Everything! POSITIVE Versus NEGATIVE!
There is not two ways about it! Half of the people are in the POSITIVE pole and the other half are in the NEGATIVE pole! Connect the two and you will find the battery that runs this machine of the world that we inhabit!
I Posted, But! Haven’t Got The Slightest Whether It Did Good Or Bad …
Well, my Father, I guess You are finished with Your dictation for today. I’ll post the matter in a little while and see what happens?
Come into my life and run with me forever!
His love in my heart for all, thia/Basilia
Indeed! Day By Day, If Not Moment By Moment? You Reveal Your Ways To Me …
Tuesday, February 26, 2019 at 12:50 pm.
O yes! My Father? You are leading me. You have always led me, but now? It’s more obvious to me than it ever been. What is the saddest thing You reveal to me in many ways?
It’s now Tuesday, February 26, 2019 at 1:34 pm. Been reading headlines—articles—visiting with my friend who came bearing some eggs for my eats.
What do You reveal to me in all these happenings? The lack of knowledge of You. blatant lack of knowledge of Your ways. Adamant stand in whatever we understand to be Your will for each one of us.
That’s the ticker! I no longer live for myself. I no longer pay mind to whatever I think, feel, or reject or accept all that I do as being myself. I live for my Master—my Father/Creator, period.
When I was a little girl, out of the clear blue sky I used to tell my grandmother that I was going to be a movie star.
That idea had to come out of the clear blue sky because there were not around any TV sets or movie houses or such, in fact, we didn't even have electricity in that beautiful hole in Guatemala C.A. where I was born.
It must have been Father Yah telling me even then, that I was to be a Star.
Father Yah had always been one step ahead of me and I thought I was never going to catch up with Him.
Then one day he took me by the hand and gently tugged me so that I would catch up to His step.
But, I, because of circumstances could not catch up with His step. So, he pulled me by the hand for it was necessary that I would catch up with Him, but, I, thinking that he was angry stumbled and fell.
So, He picked me up in His arms and carried me. Because I was angry and hurt I never noticed that he had carried me, before he placed me down to see if I could walk.
But no, I could not walk, I couldn't walk at all. So, He took me back in His arms and lovingly carried me.
And the mountains were high, and the valleys were deep; the seasons came and the seasons went, and with the seasons along came bad weather, good weather, sunny days, cloudy skies, and the storms of rain and sleet, and ice and snow, and the flood came, and along came death to my body.
Then Father Yah put my drowned body on the cross with his Son, under the flood of the Blood and my spirit he placed in the wings of the Holy Spirit.
So, out of the flood of the Blood my body came alive and in the wings of the Holy Spirit my spirit soared.
So, in the wings of the Holy Spirit my spirit soared far, far beyond the sky, and in the firmament my spirit shone with Father Yah's love like a shiny star.
So Father Yah did make me a Star, far greater than a movie star; a Star to shine His glory, a Star to display His beam of love.
I am a Star, I am a Star, praise be to Father Yah, I am a Star to shine His love!"
A Vision many years ago ...
Thursday, July 31, 2014 at 8:09 AM
O my Father, Your love & tender care for Your sheep has no limits and I am the recipient of such immense treasure—Your love & tender care!
I Am Your Sheep And I Now Hear Your Voice!—A Vision….
Thus You brought to my remembrance the time that You came to me in a vision with a little sheep on Your shoulder!
In that vision I was looking into the sheep pen when You came and took the little sheep from Your shoulder and You bent over the fence and gently placed the little sheep in the pen—the little sheep was all skinned up and wet and shivering! Evidently the wild beast had gotten a hold of her and You asked me,
“Why do you think that little sheep got out of the pen?"
And I answered, “Because that little sheep heard voices out there and she went to investigate what kind of voices they were different that Yours!"
And as I answered You asked me another question, You said, " Do you think that little sheep has learned her lesson and from now on will never go out from My pen?"
And I answered,
“Yes she has learned her lesson!" And as I answered that question I realized that, that little sheep was myself! And the vision ended!
That happened many, many years ago but it is still with me as it happened yesterday! And so that is the meaning of the smiling little sheep in this picture.