Thia’s Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. ….
Tuesday, June 7, 2016 at 4:23 am
Hope. There Is Always HOPE. Quit Trying. Start Trusting. AND the best part of HOPE? Hope is the evidence of things not yet seen! Have you ever thought of that when in doubt & uncertainty about whatever you say, “I hope for?” Come. O thiaBasilia, Come. Pause. Reflect. Come around off the brown ground.
And trying? O thiaBasilia, come. Come. Pause. Reflect. Come around off the brown ground. Pause. Reflect. You try it once? It fail. You try it twice? You fail. Pause. Reflect. Come around off the brown ground. Look up! There! You see it? There is HOPE!
Quit Trying. Start Trusting. AND the best part of HOPE? Hope is the evidence of things not yet seen! Have you ever thought of that when in doubt & uncertainty about whatever you say, “I hope for?”
Now, now brown cow, I have tried it more than once and? Failure! At my face stare to my chagrin and despair! Now, now brown cow, this cow on the ground? No more trying. This brown cow on the ground? Defying it is not trying! This brown cow no longer on the brown ground. This brown cow? No longer on the brown ground it’s now off the brown ground on to the bright sky it found way up above that brown ground. There you have it!
Quit Trying. Start Trusting. AND the best part of HOPE? Hope is the evidence of things not yet seen! Have you ever thought of that when in doubt & uncertainty about whatever you say, “I hope for?”
Pause. Reflect. Come. Come. O thiaBasilia? Come. Pause. Reflect. Come off the brown ground. Look up the bright sky to be found when you come off that brown ground in the world that you have found. Pause. Reflect. Come up! O thiaBasilia? Come up! To that bright sky to be found when you come off that brown ground in the world that you have found!
Wednesday, June 8, 2016 at 4:39 am
Where did my Tuesday go? O my Father, You know. Me? I am floating and joyfully and gently swaying & enjoying the placid comfort Your everlasting arms have for me provided once off that brown ground this brown cow You reach down and up, up, way up above the bright sky and more she is now to be found! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
His love in my heart for you and for all! thiaBasilia.
Troubled about others opinions? Sure! I am human, ain’t I? Yeah. Super confident people or the opposite shrug their shoulders with the ‘I don’t care what they think about me!’ but? Really? Don’t they? Either by word or by fate a human being has to care about others opinion unless? You are not human.
O well? I really don’t know what am I talking about. Tell you what? I should be used to the many negative opinions I have been exposed to but? I just can’t get use to the negative opinion of somebody that I admire for one reason or another. So?
In the last couple of days I have come across reminders of people that I so much admired but somehow the admiration was not mutual and? They let me know it. So?
As this matter churned in my mind only a few moments ago? Father spoke to me, “Is it not enough the fact that you delight My Being in spite of all that you or others think about you? Furthermore, O My child, you are not guilty of validating yourself with fictitious facts. The fact is that there is nothing, absolutely nothing fictitious about you or the things that I instruct you to record. Relax. Do not trouble yourself with other peoples’ opinion of you or whatever you write, be that opinion for or against you.”
Father? I see my error and I repent. Your words are a lamp unto my feet and a bastion in my mind to conquer not only negative opinions but also those opinions that inflate my ego or carnal self. Thanks my Father.
Hope. There Is Always HOPE. Quit Trying. Start Trusting.
Thia’s Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. ….
Sunday, June 5, 2016 at 9:07 am
All our dreams shall only be fulfilled when kingdom comes on earth as it is in heaven. Until then? Until then snares & tares, with the sweat of our brows the bread of affliction we must consume.
Pause. Reflect. The bread of affliction? Do not neglect. Pause. Reflect. The voice of your Teacher? Learn to respect.
O my Father? I’m dumb struck! Where, how are You infusing such wisdom within the heart of flesh You have gifted unto me?
Yes, one snare is overcome. The tares are cleared and out of the way. Up pops the next snare to tear the root & core of any dream to dream I dare. Even so?
In the midst of this land of adversity & affliction? My Teacher does not fail with clear diction to indicate to me to go to the left or to the right in sight. Where is my Teacher leading me on?
Pause. Reflect. Then? Sing a song as you thread on and on to the Heavenly Kingdom my Teacher is leading me on.
Sunday, June 5, 2016 at 2:01 pm
Father? As You have me to pause & reflect? Several possibilities for my future have come to my mind. These possibilities coming to mind are not setting me up to take things into my own hands and do something to make them come to pass. No, on the contrary?
Such possibilities are serving me to relax about a possible future in Your plan to do good not only for me but, mainly for the restoration of Your beloved children.
Sunday, June 5, 2016 at 3:11 pm
I will close the computer for a moment to give it a chance to recover from anything that has been causing me so much problems.
Sunday, June 5, 2016 at 4:41 pm
Father? So much You are bringing to my remembrance along the reasons for all happenings in my life and the life of all of my concern.
This reminding is quite beneficial to steady my steps as I walk these earthly grounds for the rest of the time You have appointed unto me. When will that be?
That is something I am not to be concerned about as Yahushua Messiah instructed His twelve before He was lifted up into the clouds. So it’s written,
Acts 1:6-9
So when they were assembled, they asked Him, Master, is this the time when You will reestablish the kingdom and restore it to Israel?
He said to them, 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 Holy 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.
And when He had said this, even as they were looking at Him, He was caught up, and a cloud received and carried Him away out of their sight.
At the present time? I have lost all interest in anything that hints of a date setter. Yes, according to the signs it seems that the time is much near than ever before, yet?
I have received power (ability, efficiency, and might) as the Holy Spirit has come upon me, and now I am His witnesses not only in Jerusalem and all Judea and Samaria but also to the ends (the very bounds) of the earth through the waves of the Internet carrying these blogs by the power of love from on high strait to the heart of our Father/Creator’s children.
It is not that I am callous and insensitive when so many offer me instructions on Marketing the books that I have written and continue to write. On the contrary, I have learned much from them. Even so?
I am not doing much in the way of marketing any of the books because? I am bidding my time and waiting on my Teacher to indicate to me which way to go in this matter.
Monday, June 6, 2016 at 3:38 am
Father? You know that at the present time? My readers seemed to be no more interested in reading my way. Me? No panic. No worries. No wishful thinking. Only a certainty that in Your due time? You will direct the attention of many readers to read & benefit by the work You are doing in yours truly.
The why of such certainty? You are now demonstrating to me the secret things You have kept for Yourself alone all of these years for Your own good reasons. Wow! What joy and well-being such experience is effecting not only in my soul but also in the soul of Ahmad for now, but in the near future?
This experience shall make a difference in the life of many, many souls beyond my imagination to guess. So? There is passion & determination to continue in the task assigned unto me no matter what attempts against such task come my way.
But? Why Am I Getting All Those Users & Subscribers? What Is A User Or A Subscriber? A Good Thing I Am Told? Oh? Oh? Oh?…
Thia’s Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. ….
Saturday, June 4, 2016 at 3:56 pm
O Father of mine—my Father …it is so good to be Your child—Your beloved child? What more could I ever want for? Nothing at all that I can think of for my good and the good of all.
Hey! Look! In the WordPress.org forums I read Esmi’s reply,
It’s not a security breach. In fact, this could be a Good Thing(tm).
If you check Admin/Settings/General, under Membership you should see that the box entitled “Anyone can register” is ticked and that the “New User Default Role” is set to “Subscriber”. These are the standard settings for any WP blog/site.
Users with the role of Subscriber can’t actually “do” anything on the site but some sites will sometimes offer special, subscriber-only, content. So someone liked your site so much that he wanted to make sure that, if there were any “specials”, he’d be able to access them. That’s why this is a Good Thing.
Don’t feel obliged to now offer subscriber-only specials. Many blogs don’t bother and people still subscribe as a way of indicating that they’re a fan of the blog and will probably be reading it regularly.
Build up a reasonable list of subscribers and you might want to look at emailing them when you’ve added a particularly good new post (there are plugins for this) or giving them a sneak preview of something that won’t be on public display for a few weeks. All in all, a good sign. Hopefully you’ll start getting a lot more of these. :-)
And? I got excited and delighted for my ton of subscribers, until? Further down the forum from James Huff I read,
They’re just spam bots hoping that registering will allow them to post comments or actually publish posts. Try this plugin:
O man! Excited and delighted? Now unexcited not delighted for my ton of subscribers I surely am! Away with the spam-my clammy snake-ley ‘maligners’ to my blog that is better than the best of blogs in the sight for my delight. Phew! Time to eat humble pie? Perhaps.
Enough for excitement. The truth of the matter is? Truly, I love & I am loved by the power of love from on high and that, my friends? Is something of much value in the content of the blog that is really not better or worse than the best of blogs. Only?
The blog in tow? Might not be better than the best of blogs at large but? The blog in tow? Is uniquewith no comparing with the best or with the worst. That’s the fact to be exact.
Case close until the next snare to flare! Still? His love in my heart for you and for all, thiaBasilia
Don’t know what is written in this book. Just the title is perhaps the thing to post in this Fictitious only for fun post.
Thia’s Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. ….
Saturday, June 4, 2016 at 10:21 am
O Father of mine? Would this child of Yours ever change her mind gear ? “Well? This time it is yes & no. Yes in your ways but? No in My ways. You get it, child of Mine?”
O but I do, O Father of mine. Yes, I get it big time, why, how? Because You, O Father of mine, You are the One arranging all things in this life of mine! There is no more mine, me, I not thee. Indeed! It is all in all? The honor for Thee!
Saturday, June 4, 2016 at 1:32 pm
O Father of mine? The truth is? I am in love with my blog. I click. I look. I smile. I am hook! My blog is better than the best of the best blogs created by others. Conceit? Ignorance? Jealousy? Envy. A distasteful hypocrisy at its best? … Hum! I won’t put it to the test. Oh?
Hey! Look! Conceit? Ignorance? Jealousy? Envy. A distasteful hypocrisy at its best? NO MATTER! I am getting tones of subscribers! I pass the test! My blog is better than yours at its best! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Still, His love in my heart for you and? For all, thiaBasilia.
Click me! Get the letter from Father to you–His child.
Thia’s Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. ….
Friday, June 3, 2016 at 1:56 pm
I love and I am loved. What more could I ever want for? I thank You my Father for Your love & compassion for the lovely as well as for the unlovely. I thank You for setting me free from a callous uncaring heart only concerned with my own of it all.
I am sensitive & caring only by Your power of love from on high. Because You have chosen to live in my heart? I am what I am and forever will be underneath Your everlasting arms because? You are the One to hold me so.
As I am re-writing the story of my life? I find myself totally objective to that woman that I once was. You have truly done Your loving will within my being.
Dear Readers, I am not desperate but? I am curious. Do you really care to read these writings of mine, but, why am I asking?
Well, I been building websites since the end of 2006 but? It was not until January of 2015 that I discovered blogging. How that happened? Beats me! A miracle is my guess because? I haven’t got the slightest how in January of 2015 the email about Blogging 101 appeared in my inbox. Somehow I was led to join it. I did and? The rest is history!
Yes, I had accomplished much in my site building but? If I remember right around 2012 I was told, “Your site is ancient!” Ancient? My master piece with better than 10000 readers? O come on! That remark pricked my pride though and? I started to investigate how to get up to date in this cybernetic business. 2012? 2013? 2014? Then? 2015 came along with Blogging 101 in its wings. Wow!
The transition from site to blogging? Amazing if to no one else, to yours truly. In this relative short period of time? Yours truly has made her presence known via these blogs that you are now reading. Oh?
Well? Let’s talk about it. Because? I need to know as much as is possible to know about my readers & followers. And why is that so? Am I a spanner? Spare me the gruesome details. Only I want to know about you because? I love you all with the power of love from on high and? By that same power? I want you to know me. Simple. Even so?
Do I want to sell you anything? Of course but? You already bought into my sales big time. Oh? What am I talking about? It is a fact, so many bloggers are if not rich they are famous. They get so many comments and likes and awards but yours truly? Only a few likes and hardly any comments, yet?
I know in my heart, in my heart I know that through the blogs & posts by yours truly? Father has reached millions of hearts that will never click the little like icon to let yours truly steal the honor only due to our Father/Creator of our beings. And? No worries. Am A-OK with Father’s way! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Saturday, June 4, 2016 at 7:49 am
Alright! I went to sleep around 4:32 am. I woke up around 7 am. It’s now 7:51 am on this Saturday, June 4, 2016—another especial 7th Day of Rest. Especial? What is so especial about this 7th day of rest, dear thiaBasilia child of Mine?
O my Father—Father of mine? This here 7th Day of Rest? It is so very especial because of the fact You just revealed to me. And what that would be? Hahaha! Silly me. All this time? I been trying to stealthily steal the honor only due to You for the success of all that You have given to me to deliver to Your children in excess. How devious and sneaky this carnal nature in me can be? Wish You would nip it to the bud but? No chance. It is not Your mod. And? That brings me to another episode.
It is not that I don’t care. It is not that I am callous & insensitive. It is not that I don’t appreciate and profit by all help sent to my good old mail inbox. But? On this precious 7th Day of Rest? It is a bliss to know the fact of it all as it all is.
The marketing of my wares whether they be books or blogs for any weather? Ah! That, too, to the surface is arising without a pricing. Marketing? Selling? All my skims without Him? Forget it silly one! Don’t you see? Don’t you know? Has it not penetrated yet the very fact to be exact?
You are loved and you love. You are a child of the King of Kings. You want for nothing. In sickness or in health. In plenty or in want? You remain? A loved child of the King of Kings empowered to love & be loved. Empowered to care and be cared for by the power of My love from on high.
Truly? What more could you ever want for? Ah! But I know now what is needed to want for still for more? That would be the want for Your will to be done or earth as it heaven it is. O what a bliss! But I am His and? Such a bliss? It’s a fact to be exact? It’s a fact sealed with His kiss! O what a bliss!
His love in my heart for you and for all, thiaBasilia.
I am Extraordinary. I Do Not Even Own A TV but Library? A BIG ONE full with my volumes of 30 yrs. plus, by the power of love from on High and? YOU ARE WELCOME TO IT! Only few of those volumes now but? More in the future. No kidding. :-) Keep checking.
Thia’s Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Thursday, June 2, 2016 at 12:40 pm
No kidding ye all? Our Father/Creator has gifted me, among others gifts? Father has gifted me with a good sense of humor to communicate with people on the daily basis. No need to behave stoically and give a wrong impression about our Loving Father who has so bountifully blessed me with such gift.
Anyhow? People that only hears me talk about the serious message that Father has instructed to deliver to His people? Hum! I stump them when I blur out some kind of outlandish fictitious remark to make fun of our carnal ways. I think this happens because of the way we have been programmed to believe—we are programmed to believe in a concept of our Creator that is far from the reality of a Father/Creator who created us in His image.
Well? It looks like stumping good people is second nature to me and? No matter how hard I try to accommodate serious people, I can’t help it but to make fun of them with provocative questions or outlandish remarks. Man! O man! My good sense of humor backfires on me more often than not.
My best stomping gig is my solemn declaration, “We are all stupid!” WHAT? Speak for yourself! I am not stupid! “Ah! Now you tell me! I will make a sign and place it on your forehead to let everybody know such a rare fact. Would you be agreeable to that.?”
But I do have a very, very smart gentleman who always thanks me for letting him know such a fact about himself—my Ahmad. When needed? I remark, “You stupid!” Without fail, Ahmad responds, “Thank you, Basilia, thank you, Basilia.” But goes on doing whatever stupid thing merits my remark, so? I question him, “Do you want me to repeat it?” “No thank you, Basilia, no thank you, Basilia.”.Comes Ahmad’s super polite tone of voice.
Why do I make such declaration at the drop of a hat? Because it is the truth. Read between the lines in most all the Scriptures from cover to cover in the Book and? You won’t need me to tell you such a fact because?
Every single incident recorded in the Scriptures is for an example to the effect to make us see how wrong we are about everything under the sun but, “We refuse to believe such a thing. We consider ourselves quite smart and able to fend for ourselves in this jungle called, the world.
Thus? We mount our white steeds and? Away! We go! Where are we going? Away we go from the Loving Father/Creator to a perpetuator–to the land of the Wizard where the Wizard will cook our gizzards but? We speed on and on until …the due time comes to end our peril bend. The steed of our choosing? Bolted! Up & down to the brown ground bound the bolting flipped us down! Seriously, aren’t we stupid? It’s ridiculous. What would it take to just say yes to our Loving Father/Creator? Go figure it!
Quote, Isaiah 30:13-22
Therefore this iniquity and guilt will be to you like a broken section of a high wall, bulging out and ready at some distant day to fall, whose crash will then come suddenly and swiftly, in an instant. And he shall break it as a potter’s vessel is broken, breaking it in pieces without sparing so that there cannot be found among its pieces one large enough to carry coals of fire from the hearth or to dip water out of the cistern. For thus said the Almighty Yahuwah, the Set Apart One of Israel:
“In returning to Me and resting in Me you shall be saved; in quietness and in trusting confidence shall be your strength.”
But you would not! and you said, “No! We will speed our own course on horses!” Therefore you will speed in flight from your enemies!” You said, “We will ride upon swift steeds doing our own way!”
Therefore will they who pursue you be swift, so swift that One thousand of you will flee at the threat of one of them; at the threat of five you will flee till you are left like a beacon or a flagpole on the top of a mountain, and like a signal on a hill.
And therefore the Almighty Yahuwah earnestly waits expecting, looking, and longing to be gracious to you; and therefore He lifts Himself up, that He may have mercy on you and show loving-kindness to you.
For the Almighty Yahuwah is a Mighty One of justice. Blessed—happy, fortunate, to be envied are all those who earnestly wait for Him, who expect and look and long for Him for His victory, His favor, His love, His peace, His joy, and His matchless, unbroken companionship.
But you know what? I enjoy my gift to the fullest. When I am not crying or boo-hooting or stumping smart people down about one thing or the other? I am laughing like crazy to think of all the hilarious things that people do to have fun or? I get hysterical about my inability to determine why my computer surprises me with the things that my computer does without my commands or so I think.
O mine! I am in my computer settings trying to set it up for one thing or the other. Suddenly! The machine starts talking to me with each key stroke. It says to me, “You hit the ‘a’ key. You hit the c key. You hit this or that? And I exclaim, “Shut up! Who turn your button? And where is that blasted button?” I figure if the machine is talking to me perhaps it can hear me and give me an answer for its impertinence to intrude in my quiet writing moments. Talking about a dork?
I could keep on this line of humor but? My guess? Is not that funny to all, then again? Who knows? Making fun of myself is a good way to amuse others, no kidding.
Friday, June 3, 2016 at 12:05 am
Goodness sake! Where did my Thursday go, my Father? I lost track of it and You know all about it, my Father because? You know everything about me. I am important to You. It sure feels good to know that You care if no one else cares? You most certainly do! Thanks my Father.
Friday, June 3, 2016 at 5:16 am
Mine! O mine! O mine! I just have not been able to post or do anything here lately? Two days now of procrastination on the face of the imminent publishing of A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family. What to do, my Father?
I am stuck embellishing the blog https://www.thia-basilia.com/. I been doing & redoing it. Every time that I intent to work in A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family? I wound up doing something in the blog instead. Why am I behaving in such a way, my Father?
Perhaps it all got to do with my learning curve—learning the effective way to make A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family a hit in the waves of the Internet. Ha! I just got my answer. “I” that big “I”! I am trying to do the work that only You can do for A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family to make an impact whether in the Net or offline.
Thanks my Father. Once again? I quit the marketing arena. I have no business kicking in the sands of that arena. Let the field be opened to all and close for me. Why? Am I stupid? Yeap! According to the general consent? I am. It only takes a moron to fling away the possibility of making a good living in exchange for an uncertain future—perhaps a future of want & lack. There you have it! A moron.
Have you ever thought about it? I have. I have thought about the plight of the deprive ones that lack either intelligence or bodily members. My conclusion? They have the better part of this world if one really thinks about it.
Me? Thank goodness! Every day I become more & more close to the plight of the under-privileged and I love it! In short 10 days I will reach the 77th year mark and? My heart remains of merely a child of five! Emotionally retarded. What a blessing. Father has no other choice but to take care of me! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
His love in my heart for you and for all, thiaBasilia.
But? Why Am I Getting All Those Users & Subscribers? What Is A User Or A Subscriber? A Good Thing I Am Told? Oh? Oh? Oh?…
