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

Wednesday, January 18, 2017 at 6:23 pm

Hum! I fell asleep in front of the screen! Slept until nearly one hour ago. As if you are so interested in this exuberant life of mine! Hahaha! HalleluYah! Now what? Got to go fix me some eats and drinks—I am hungry & thirsty! Wanted to record something before the end of this day. It’s now 11:40 pm. Let’s see how long it takes me to take care of these so ever mundane chores!

Thursday, January 19, 2017 at 1:39 am

O my Father—O Father of mine? You are most certainly leading me all the way. Yesterday? I thought to be a waste of my time. Today? It’s only the first couple of hours and! Boom! Bang! I already found what I was looking for in vain all day yesterday! No doubt about it, You plan my days be the minute of each hour by hour. No need to worry about my forgets. It’s all in Father’s plan for me. Let me quote to you the first words from the Father’s repertoire for me. Those words say much not just for me, but! For also for thee.

First Words my Father spoke to me in 1985.

O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua You spoke to my heart on the morning of August 8, 1985. You said to me at that moment:

“I have been shaping you into a vessel, a beautiful vessel to hold flowers, beautiful flowers of love. These flowers are not yours, they belong to Me. I give them to whom I please: you are only holding them as they sit in the water of My love with which I have filled you.

“You cannot give out these flowers on your own, because you are only a vessel holding them; but I will send you those to whom I have given the flowers you are holding; some will pick just the flowers from you, and some will pick you up, and use you to bring good news and cheer to others.  Rest in Me and hold My flowers.

“Do not put your own flowers in that vessel of yourself; because they are the flowers that wilt and don’t last; but the flowers that I am letting you hold will last forever.”

And what kind of flowers are those Father?  I asked. And You said to me:

“You are only the vessel to hold these flowers and you need not to know what kind of flowers they are, again I say, rest on Father and just know that you are holding MY flowers not your flowers.”

Then You spoke to me a second Word to answer my dilemma at that time. I asked, “Father? Are You trying to tell me to quit looking at what I do and what I say and just to rely on You that what I am saying comes from You and what I am is what You are working with and that You are in control and to quit doubting everything because it doesn’t fit exactly with what I think and what I reason to be Okay, Father? And You answered me,

“I am not trying to tell you. I am telling you. I am telling you just that. You look, you wobble, you go back and forth like a seesaw because you are taking your eyes off ME.

“Even in your typing that is what is happening to you, you take your eyes off the master copy to look at what you are copying. You are being self-conscious.

“Fix your eyes on Me, I am your Master, I am in control, relax, I have taken your yoke and done away with it, now take My yoke, for My yoke is easy.”

Father, help me! I pleaded. And with Your infinite patience You told me,

“I am helping you, I am talking to you plainly, and you know I have touched you and made you whole. Quit trying to perfect My work. Relax and do your work and know that you are doing well.

“Whenever you remember something you have forgotten, realize that I reminded you of it, and that I allow you to forget about certain things for My own reasons, even if you don’t understand My reasons.

“You are not to know everything now because you can’t take it, it will blow your mind.

“Picture yourself as a vessel, but in your human nature you have a narrow mind, the body of your mind is tremendous, but your mind is narrow at the entrance, there is only so much that can go in at one time, that is why I have to pour slowly and gently in order to fill you, and that is why I have to shape you to enlarge your opening so I can fill you.

“Relax about your writing. You will write and you will get published and I will use your writings. That is why I gave you the gift of writing, for you to used it for My esteem and honor. It is not for you to use your gift for your own purposes and gains.

“I’ll do the work, as a matter of fact I have already done it. So don’t worry about anything.

“Take everything in this day and know that My name will be esteemed because you have obeyed and trusted Me and placed Me in the center of your being. Therefore, every little flaw in you has been taken care of.  You are a finished work because I am finished—I finished My work when Yahushua suffered for you at the stake!”

Dear readers, those words are a fact in my life just as much of a fact as the air that I am breathing. Do you see now the cause of my doings? No, I am not forgetful—at the right time I remember all things temporarily escaping my mind. I am not careless—I am very careful to mind my Father. He reminds me on the spot whatever I forgot! Disorganized? If anything, so organized I am that disorganization never cross my mind. All things must be in place in front of my face.

Well, what now? Where am I going with these extraordinary confessions? Ah! Now I remember! I am to confess to you what has been coming to my mind in the last day or so. I continuously pause to reflect on my Father’s words & promises to me. Of course, I wonder. When and how is it all to happen? I must go back to sleep. When I wake up, I will record whatever Father needs me to record for my answer.

Thursday, January 19, 2017 at 5:57 am.

Well, I have an answer. Again? There is that sneaky feeling of failure. I recognize that feeling. I remember my Father’s words, “No, no, thiaBasilia! You are not interested in my Name. you are only thinking of your shame!” Hahaha! I got it my Father! And Father roars in laughter. Know what? Sometime yesterday, I remember that interchange with my Father. I said,

“So what if I fail? So what if I proclaim such answer to my readers in vain? What about if they take me for a ding-bat with grandiose ideas at that? So what? I have failed before and I didn’t die of shame! O well I nearly did die but! I did not, that’s the fact to be exact!“

In the other hand? There is no doubt in my mind this is the answer in my Father’s plan. Behold! His Power Of Love From On High Descending Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails! So, let’s get on with the answer.

Following my own inclinations, I have asked for donations to no avail. In 2005 I published my autobiography—a total flop. I published 2 books last year including Overcoming Supernaturally. Hoopie! I sold the amazing number of 4 books earning me the staggering sum of $1.40 (One dollar and forty cents!) Am I daunted at all? Nay! There is a power within me to believe my Father without any reservations at all. It got nothing to do with positive thinking or any human thinking whatsoever. It’s a strange knowing like I have not known before.

Will I ever get to that answer? Hey! I am writing a sales letter. Guess by reading all those ‘sales letters’ from AWAI and the great nutrition vigilantes I am getting to know the craft of persuasion. They have surely persuaded and keep on persuading me. If it was not for dear Joyce in control of my limited income? Hum! They have hooked me for all I am worth! Still, the minute I get me some nickels? I will gladly oblige to support them 100%–they are worth it!

Alright! The truth? I am not too good at the math, but! It keeps coming to my head, somebody will buy 100 or more hard copies of Overcoming Supernaturally. For what purposes? To gift to the family members, friends & associates. Hey! What a great idea! Overcoming Supernaturally is a unique story with all the elements to engage the reader not only for entertainment but mainly for encouragement to the multitude of souls in the valley of decision because of a cloudy past of insanity.

Insanity, both mental & physically is the cancer spread over human kind. No matter who one is, whether rich or poor, of low or high class, King or pauper, we are all affected by the insanity of this world. Insanity? Only to be conquered by the Power Of Love From On High Descending Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails! That’s what keeps coming to my mind about, Overcoming Supernaturally.

Now, that’s what keeps coming to my head every day for a few days now. Do I know anything other than, Father has already placed that idea in somebody’s heart & mind? Do I know anything other than what Father promised to give me more riches & wisdom than what He gave to King Solomon? Nay! And I leave it at that. I wait.

Indeed! Father has bestowed me the power to wait on Him. Should I take matters into my own hands? Should I start sending persuasive emails to bring this matter to pass? Perish the thought. My only task is to write & publish what He inspires me to write & publish. That’s what I do. Father is doing the rest.

His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.