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This Is Funny. No Wonder Why The Creator Laughs! Likewise Do I. Come Laugh With US….

Laughter The best medicine to heal our paster

Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Saturday, January 13, 2018 at 6:48 am.

Funny? No Wonder Why the Creator Laughs; Has Us In Derision, And In Supreme Contempt He Mocks Us. Three days of laughter. Hopefully? The drift is caught.

In the unity of ONE His will is done? I’m ONE with that ONE. With that ONE? I laugh. I grieve. I rejoice at the sound of His laughter and His voice. Hopefully? Ye all laugh with US—Father/Son/myself.

Don’t mean to offend. No need to defend. The end of the matter is LOVE. Behold! The Power Of Love & Wisdom From On High Drenched Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails!

First, I read my brother’s passionate confession of who he is. Then the title for an upcoming book—“On Being Love: How I Am Changing the World by Loving Myself”, and?

I also watched a video by the author of the book, The Chicken Soup. Hahaha! HalleluYah! All of that made me? Laugh! Goodness sake!

We really, really do not realize how funny we sound in the ears of the One with Whom we have to do. Of course, we make HIM laugh, but we also? Grieve His heart.

My brother and sister sound like my Ahmad’s youngest son at the age of 8 yrs. He called Ahmad and declared, “Send me 15 dinars.” “What for?” Asked Ahmad. “I’m coming to Aqaba!” Was the answer. “Oh? Your mom coming with you?” “No! I’m coming by myself. I am a man!”

O mine! That eight year old ‘man’? A description of our relationship with our Father/Creator. ‘WE CAN!’ is the human’s mind set on.

Sure enough! We can and have done? Anything our mind is set on to do, but! To change the world? Heavens for Betsy! That we cannot do! No matter our most intense determination to do so.

If changing the world was possible, then? It would already taken place. Untold number of ways to do so. Is the world any better than what it was some 2,000 plus years ago? NAY!

Perhaps? Ten-fold worse. We have regressed to the times of Noah, but! Is time to wake up. The Father/Creator promises,

For this is as the days of Noah to Me; as I have sworn that the waters of Noah should no more go over the earth, so have I sworn that I would not be angry with you or rebuke you.

O dear Reader of these lines, me, personally? Those words have been whispered in my ears and written in my heart, but!

Not for me only….

Those words are not for me or for you only. They are for the whole congregation of the Father/Creator’s children.

Worldly Success? Ours for the taken, but?….

And on changing ourselves? Yeah, it is done all the time. We change ourselves with the season of the year or the season of the era, and! Happiness in this world? Set your mind to it, and you got it!

The human mind can now create the human’s paradise of their dreams any time. The happy faces living in those paradises? Laughter! Love! Happiness to the max, and?

Enticing others to join in. Universities. Books. Work shops. Seminars. TV shows. It looks like the whole world is intent on making this world and ourselves better than what all is now.

Millions flock to avail themselves of all means available to accomplish such happiness—such success. “Come! We’ll give you all steps for free! You deserve to be successful and happy!”

Success Inspirers World?

Hahaha! Even the title for this blog? Success Inspirers World—talking about an attractive title? Until my brother invited me to join in? I had no likes much less followers. Now? Wow!

But guess what? The ‘success’ we inspire? NOTHING in resemble to this insanity ridden world. Indeed! The Father/Creator is backing up this great blog! Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Success Inspirers World? It’s fixing to take over all the social networks combined, WATCH OUT! You think I’m kidding?

That thought just came to me as I am writing these lines. It’s not my idea or my thinking or anything of my invention. It’s the Father/Creator speaking to my heart. Of that I’m 100% sure. Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Worldly Success for me?…

Ay, aye, ayyy! Me? Been there. Done that, but! My Father/Creator? He set my sail upwards. Over the waves and the storms of this world’s happiness? Upward I sailed to much avail!

No, I am not stoic or paranoiac. I enjoy a good laugh. Humor is my gifted plus, but! To everything there is a season, and? This is not the season to be jolly, we must quit our folly.

 Ecc 3:2  A time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to pluck up what is planted, [Heb_9:27] 

Ecc 3:3  A time to kill and a time to heal, a time to break down and a time to build up, 

Ecc 3:4  A time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance, 

Ecc 3:5  A time to cast away stones and a time to gather stones together, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing, 

Ecc 3:6  A time to get and a time to lose, a time to keep and a time to cast away, 

Ecc 3:7  A time to rend and a time to sew, a time to keep silence and a time to speak, [Amo_5:13] 

Ecc 3:8  A time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. [Luk_14:26]

The whole book of Ecclesiastes is an eye opener, but the final conclusion? That’s the matter the Father/Creator is now in the process to write in our hearts and minds.

This is now getting quite interesting to me. Is it to you, dear Reader? It’s really not about religion or anything we have devised to better the world or ourselves.

What it’s all about?….

It’s all about going back to the basics—the original intent for our creation, but! It’s of no use trying to go back on our own. The Father/Creator is doing the work in our hearts.

Unless He does the work? We become self-righteous, obnoxious, and controlling poor species of human beings.

No problem though. Father is in control whether we realize it or not. He is intent in restoring us for the sake of His name regardless our rebellious way.

Me? Grand Opening!….

Me? For thirty some odd years I have been under construction. It’s just now that the Father has declared the building’s Grand Opening! Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Next? The post title shall be, ‘Let Me Now Talk Turkey…’ Yeah. I got some good ‘turkey talk for all to enjoy, including my own self! Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Right now? I done slept. Ate. Drank. Sat. Got it all down pat. Now what? To post it all, thiaBasilia. Quit your none sense verbosity. Alright, alright. I just might.

In the meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. :-)

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What’s With My Journey Of Faith?….

In His hands He got the whole world on a globe

Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Friday, January 12, 2018 at 12:40 pm.

O my Father? You know that just about this hour, a certain heaviness begins over my mind and body. Perhaps the cause for this heaviness is merely physical, but! It’s not a good thing regardless.

Sometimes? Sleep takes over. I go to bed. Wake up a couple hours later, but! Many times? I wake up just as heavy as I was before I went to sleep.

Then, for the most and here lately? After 3 or 4 hours of sleep, I wake up feeling great. Father? You did form my inward parts; You did knit me together in my mother’s womb

I will confess and praise You for You are fearful and wonderful and for the awful wonder of my birth! Wonderful are Your works, and that my inner self knows right well.

My frame was not hidden from You when I was being formed in secret, and intricately and curiously wrought, as if embroidered with various colors in the depths of the earth a region of darkness and mystery.

Your eyes saw my unformed substance, and in Your book all the days of my life were written before ever they took shape, when as yet there was none of them.

How precious and weighty also are Your thoughts to me, O my Father! How vast is the sum of them!

If I could count them, they would be more in number than the sand. When I awoke, could I count to the end? I would still be with You.

What a mystery we are. Each one of us, individually, are a mystery. Even so, You are now revealing the mystery of our birth and existence on these earthly grounds. I will now try to sleep. 1:07 pm.

Been up for about an hour. It’s 4:00 pm. Little by little I am sorting out what foods cause me a reaction and how to enjoy those foods, and? Avoid the reaction.

Nothing. Another Day of Silence. My feet are hurting. O my Father? I’m down again, to lose that kind of money? I can’t take it, my Father, but! I refuse to doubt You. You will answer me.

Only? I can’t face Joyce until You turn things in my favor. I refuse to worry about what is to happen should You not intervene. I’ll go to bed. Hopefully I get to sleep. It’s 9:00 pm.

Saturday, January 13, 2018 at 12:14 am.

HELP ME, my Father, HELP ME! Where are You? I need You. Why have You forsaken me? Been crying for help now for days, why are You silent?

Why Have You Forsaken Me?

Psalms 22:1-31

MY FATHER, my Father, why have You forsaken me? Why are You so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning? [Mat 27:46]

(2)  O my Father, I cry in the daytime, but You answer not; and by night I am not silent or find no rest.

So, my Father? This is the norm for Your children. How long must I endure this crucifixion of my flesh? I see. I must die daily. Wow! From Psalms 22 to 1Corinthians 15.

The Resurrection of Messiah

1Co 15:1  AND NOW let me remind you [since it seems to have escaped you], brethren, of the Gospel (the glad tidings of salvation) which I proclaimed to you, which you welcomed and accepted and upon which your faith rests, 

1Co 15:2  And by which you are saved, if you hold fast and keep firmly what I preached to you, unless you believed at first without effect and all for nothing. 

Paused. Reflected on Your written words. Ah! How clearly, I see Your newborn children’s predicament. The same predicament I suffered until now. What am I talking about?

Doing the talk but not living that talk…

Dear Reader, whether you are a Christian or not, I’m sure you are familiar with the Christian Gospel or Good News. For such Gospel has been spread through the four corners of the earth.

So? What’s the problem? What predicament am I talking about? I am talking about the Christian predicament of spiritual stagnation—doing the talk but not living that talk.

O well, I don’t intent to get technical or critical here. Indeed! Much of that has been the norm for centuries. It’s now time to live the life not the talk about that life.

Yes, practically all my life I been talking about the resurrected life that I am now living. Talking about it—just talking not living it. Ah! But all that talk? I thought that was living it. Duh!

Ha! I could mouth the written words with such an ease. For everything and for one thing? I had the appropriate verse of Scripture. Wow! And they called me a ‘good Christian’ woman.

O man! In retrospect? Seeing my old predicament? I also see everybody else’s predicament. Even the most zealous of inspired ministers and teachers of the Word must now come to see as I am seeing now.

Why? Because that is the way our Father/Creator has decreed. I have no explanation. I cannot put in a few words this amazing work the Father/Creator has and still is, performing in my life.

Through hell and back ….

Father is now in perfect control of every minute detail of my living experience in His Presence. Been going through hell and back since January 1, 2018.

The last two days? The worst, least it feels like the worst. Not only my much-needed money gone, but! Uric acid flare-up!

Anyone familiar with the torture of Uric acid flare-up? It makes one wish to die! Those uric crystals can inflict such pain in one’s feet enough to wish death to get it over with.

In the peak of such flare-up? I woke up. Midnight. “….. Why have You forsaken me? Been crying for help now for days, why are You silent?” The painful waking up.

What is it that I heard? The verses quoted by the Spirit of the Father/Creator within my being. It’s now about 3 hours since that painful waking up. It’s 2:56 am.

Somehow? The pain is now under control. I’m back in hopeful grounds. No matter how all the threats sound? I am holding on to my Father’s faithfulness grounds.

Power to wish no evil to the money makers….

Though I walk in this valley of death in this insanity ridden world, under the authority of the Power To Be controlling the money makers? I fear not evil, and? I wish no evil to the money makers.

The worker in Site 5 that refuses to refund my money? I do not blame nor wish any evil to that person, because, it is not for me to do such thing. Instead? I hear that lovely voice speaking to me again. It’s written,

Suffering for Righteousness’ Sake

1Peter 3: 8-17.

Finally, all [of you] should be of one and the same mind (united in spirit), sympathizing [with one another], loving [each other] as brethren [of one household], compassionate and courteous (tenderhearted and humble). 

Never return evil for evil or insult for insult (scolding, tongue-lashing, berating), but on the contrary blessing [praying for their welfare, happiness, and protection, and truly pitying and loving them]. For know that to this you have been called, that you may yourselves inherit a blessing [from your Creator–that you may obtain a blessing as heirs, bringing welfare and happiness and protection]. 

His Words seared in my heart and mind….

O but how blessed I am to hear that lovely voice in my heart pronounce those words to me. That voice pronounces those words as the Set-Apart Spirit sears the same in my heart to avail me for eternity!

Dear Reader, my hope? For those words to reach your heart as they have reached mine. In the meantime, and until the next post?

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

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A Journey Of Faith…Part 2.

 

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Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Saturday, January 13, 2018 at 4:31 am.

About a wish for death….

I am posting the victory won in Part 2, but! By noon time yesterday? I lost it! Had a miserable afternoon and night. Woke up at midnight today, and? Hit the bottom of bottoms.

A flare up of Uremic acid is enough to wish for death itself. “Where are You? Why are You silent? Why have You forsaken me?” I exclaimed.

In the next post? I will tell ye all the amazing way of how the Father/Creator is developing His plan to restore us all to the original intent for our creation. For now? On to Part 2.

A Journey Of Faith…Part 2

Friday, January 12, 2018 at 1:57 am.

MY HELP COMES FROM YOU!

O my Father! You see what is happening. Unless You intervene? I don’t see any way but to lose that so much needed money. What am I to do my Father?

The complaint submitted to the BBB was rejected. I have no idea what else to do, but! It’s coming to me very strong now, MY HELP COMES FROM YOU!

I rest in You. I’m going on. This is the day that You have made. It’s my day in Your Presence. I live in Your Secret Place—I abide in Yahushua, the Redeemer of my soul, and?

He Who Dwells In The Secret Place…

I headed to pull Psalms 91. What did I find? An entry most appropriate for the moment I am going through. Quote:

He Who Dwells In The Secret Place Of The Most High Shall Remain Stable And Fixed Under The Shadow Of The Almighty…

From My Presence in My beloved Thia’s journal—A dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/ Yahushua!

Friday, July 05, 2013 at 1:46 am

At this hour I tried to go to sleep but I could not sleep so troubled was I with my doubts & imaginations about everything You have inspired me to record in this journal & the many books that I have written. Suddenly! You answered my prayer and all things became quite clear & real to me & the joy of my salvation has returned! Ha! Ha! HalleluYah! Truly, Your power no foe can withstand!

I will say of Yahuwah, “He is my refuge and my fortress, my Almighty, on Him I lean and rely, and in Him I confidently trust!”

And because I live under His shadow He will deliver me from the snare of the fowler and from the deadly pestilence.  And He will cover me with His pinions, and under His wings shall I trust and find refuge; His truth and His faithfulness are a shield and a buckler to me. And I shall not be afraid of the terror of the night, nor of the arrow—the evil plots and slanders of the wicked that flies by day, nor of the pestilence that stalks in darkness, nor of the destruction and sudden death that surprise and lay waste at noonday.

And a thousand may fall at my side, and ten thousand at my right hand, but the evil shall not come near me. Only a spectator shall I be—myself inaccessible in the SECRET PLACE of the Most High as I witness the reward of the wicked. Because I have made Yahuwah/Yahushua my refuge, and the Most High my dwelling place, there shall no evil befall me, nor any plague or calamity come near my tent.

For He will give His angels—messengers especial charge over me, to accompany and defend and preserve me in all my ways of obedience and service. They shall bear me up on their hands, lest I dash my foot against a stone. I shall tread upon the lion and adder, the young lion and serpent shall I trample under foot. (Hebrews 1:14  Are not the angels all ministering spirits—servants sent out in the service of Yahuwah Almighty  for the assistance of those who are to inherit salvation?)

“And because you My child—My beloved Ahmad have set your love upon Me, therefore will I deliver you; I will set you on high, because you know and understand My name—have personal knowledge of My mercy, love and kindness; trust and rely on Me, knowing I will never forsake you, no, never! And you shall call upon Me, and I will answer you; I will be with you in trouble, I will deliver you and honor you. With long eternal life will I satisfy you, and show you—reveal to you My salvation even Yahushua your Messiah!”

Thus says my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua!

Amazing! Had no idea of such entry existed, but! O my Father, You are so real to me. Why should I worry? What do I have to worry about?

  • Money?
  • My Father owns the cattle of a thousand hills. He is well able to take care of all my money needs.
  • Should I worry about food or what am I to do for clothing?
  • Ah! My Father takes care of the birds that fly around, the flowers and trees and even the grass, won’t He take care of me?

No way should I give in to all doubts and fears and taunts from the powers of hell controlling the leaders of this insane world!

Let the devil rant. Let Site 5.com choke on the hunk of money they insist in taking from me. They are not dealing with me—My Father’s faithfulness are a shield and a buckler to me.

  • I shall not be afraid of the terror of the night,
  • nor of the arrow—the evil plots and slanders of the wicked that flies by day,
  • nor of the pestilence that stalks in darkness,
  • nor of the destruction and sudden death that surprise and lay waste at noonday.

The World no longer disturbs me…

Dear Reader, what can I say? These are the latest amazing threats and hindrances this insane world has in store for me, but!

My Father has overcome this insanity ridden world for me. His peace? Not as the world gives, but His peace He has bequeathed unto me. Nothing can ever disturb that peace any longer.

I wait. I sit still. I always see my Father’s deliverance. Back to my task with renew strength. Strength? Indeed! My Father delights in my obedience to abide in His will regardless the cost to my carnal or physical life.

His delight in my obedience is my ‘strength’! So? Back to write, to publish, to optimize. Father is doing the rest to reach every single soul reading these lines. Why not?

I write, publish, and optimize. Father is doing the rest….

You are attracted to read these lines because you belong to my Father. Keep that thought in mind as I close this post.

In the meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia

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A Journey Of Faith…Part 1.

a heap of nasty worldly trouble

Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Friday, January 12, 2018 at 10:01 am.

Getting off track?

Well, I didn’t get many ‘awesome’ for the last post. Perhaps? Ye all thinking I’m getting off track. The truth? I felt the same way until this morning.

Off track? Not at all. Things continue to develop right on the Father/Creator’s track. The next two posts will regain your attention, for sure! Here we go!

HELP! My Father, HELP!….

Tuesday, January 9, 2018 at 3:26 pm.

Father? HELP! You are in control. You know what goes on not only with this body of mine but also with every minute detail of my existence.

Thanks, my Father! It came to me to open the door. Wow! Immediately I began to feel better. You are so real to me. What next? Perhaps to eat my fruit bowl?

Just then? My little friend show up with a pot of white beans. Perfect. Now? I think there are a couple of things that need my attention. I need to look into my server situation. Help, my Father.

A Journey Of Faith?…

Wednesday, January 10, 2018 at 3:24 am.

Father? Here I am. You have taken the coal. You have touched and cleansed my lips. You have made me ready. Here I am. Send me.

Ah! So? That’s what the title for the next book shall be, A Journey Of Faith…Wow! So? That’s why You have sent me back to nowistime.com. The best part?

That original blog has become the new blog, thia-basilia.com. Wow! I must now investigate the files saved in the server. I’ll see.

Where am at? Nothing is working, or, is it all working?….

It’s now 11:25 am. Father? Where am I at? Been busy. Busy? Yeah, You know it. Busy attempting to catch up in my chores, but! Can’t figure out yet which way You are leading me.

A few hours ago, I posted the matter of, The CHURCH? Beautiful Buildings And Leaders And Followers MUST Be Torn Down To The Brown Ground, but! I have misgivings whether I went ahead of You.

Then? I have the matter of the change of servers from SiteGround back to Site 5. Things are not working in that end either. I can’t get the support promised. I don’t know where I stand with the transfer.

Should I cancel out Site 5 or is it too late to do that? I still have a week with SiteGround. What to do? I’ll wait. I’ll sit still until You develop the next step to take.

In the meantime? I been reflecting on the way You are leading me to regain my health. I’m improving day by day. Thanks, my Father.

What a mess. HELP! My Father, HELP!…

Thursday, January 11, 2018 at 12:39 am.

O my Father? You see the mess that I am in with Site 5. Unless You intervene? I’ll be doom to stay with them. I have no idea on what to do. Rather what I think of doing? I don’t think it’ll be the right thing to do. HELP!

It’s now, 3:10 am. I have composed the letter for BBB to include in the complain form. I will not submit that form until You indicate to me to do so. I wait. I sit still. You are in control.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me?

It’s now, 6:45 am. No news from anyone or anywhere. My feet are hurting. I don’t feel good. And I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

I want to rejoice and be glad! I want to wait and sit still. I know You are in control, but! I just can’t do what I want to do. HELP!

Show me the lesson I am to learn. Give me the power to learn whatever I need to learn. I want to sit still, but! I’m compelled to take actions that later on come back to byte me.

That’s why I am in the mess that I’m in. Why did I mess with Site 5? Why do I continue to do such dumb things?

Right now? It’s coming to me to investigate how to transfer my computer files to the Internet via FTP. I need that skill, or, do I my Father? Show me. I’ll wait before I do anything else.

Good piece learned…

One good piece You have taught me lately? To realize that I am not the only one who has problems. To realize that other people has greater problems than my pet peeves? That’s a biggie for me!

Progress, somehow….

It’s 11:24 am. I now have the back up for nowistime.com ready to be restored under another name. Funny thing! I like that site. It breaks all aesthetics rules, but! It’s inspired by You.

And the content? Wow! No wonder why You quickened it to me. It’s coming to me to use excerpts from that site in the posts. I’ll see what You lead me into.

All in Your hands. Closing this first part of a Journey of Faith….

It’s 9:37 pm. I have submitted the complaint to the BBB as per Your leading to do so. It’s now in Your hands to do the rest. I rest in You.

I’m still not feeling up the part, but! I am not worried. In due time? You will lift me up. I wait. I sit still waiting for Your help. Sleep is best right now.

I’m closing here. I’ll post Part 2 next. In the meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia

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The CHURCH? Beautiful Buildings And Leaders And Followers MUST Be Torn Down To The Brown Ground Then? Wow!

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So? Preposterous! You say? Indeed!

Prove Me says the Father/Creator of our beings.

  • Tear down your hearts.
  • Tear down the buildings.
  • Behold! The Power Of My Love & Wisdom From On High. It Never Fails. It Always Avails!
  • It will avail ye all to prepare for the great tribulation—affliction, distress, and oppression such as has not been from the beginning of the world until now—no, and never will be again.

Invest your money wisely.

  • Plant fruit and vegetable gardens.
  • Cattle.
  • Poultry.
  • All will sustain ye all at those times already at the door.

For I love you with everlasting love, and? It is not My will that any shall perish.

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

Looking back at 2011….

Thursday, October 27, 2011 (10:14 am)

How is it that most all human beings roaming these earthly grounds claim to know You and to keep Your Commandments yet the corruption in the human mind and soul is at its highest point and none the wiser? Both the beautiful and the ugly side of evil running together and no one able to make the distinction between evil and good? For beautiful does not necessarily means good and the evilest issues are disguised as the epitome of beauty and goodness! O that each man individually would pause and reflect on the matter

Saturday, September 10, 2011 (4:31 am)

Where O but where have we found and picked up such erroneous conceptions of love and goodness and beauty, my Master? Where and why can we not drop such poisonous find? Why are we holding on to such conceptions and rejecting Your Mighty Presence within the heart of the ones You are sending out at this moment of time?

Complaining ….

I have asked You to give me evidence that the leaders of Your people and my children and Ahmad and the rest of my friends are abandoning their lifestyles and turning towards You but I do not see any evidence at all! On the contrary the more I reach out to them the stronger they stand in their set beliefs and lifestyles! And I am worn out from reaching out to them!

My complain? My lack of knowledge of my Father’s ways…

“My child—My beloved thia/Basilia read the whole passage of Scripture and take notice of Yahushua’s warning, He said—But take notice, the hour is coming, and it has arrived, when you will all be dispersed and scattered, every man to his own home, leaving Me alone. Yet I am not alone, because the Father is with Me.

Yes, My child ‘that time’ has arrived for you and for many who have ‘believed at last’ because of the first fruits of My Set Apart Spirit—the basic experience of My Spirit within them! But after that experience My children abandon Yahushua in the hour of trial—the trial of suffering the death or impaling (crucifixion) of their carnal self or mind.

So after ‘that time’ when all My children experience the Spirit or they are born again of My Spirit they each go their way to their own home or what is familiar to them—their own understanding of everything and they go on to live according to that understanding and teach others to do likewise.

Living according to our own beliefs and concepts….

And so, they form their own beliefs and doctrines about My Spirit. And they live accordingly to those beliefs and what they understand with their natural mind.

Therefore, they perform all kinds of rituals assembling in different buildings and forming all kinds of groups each group convinced that such is what I require for them to offer Me their service and worship!

But O My child! My children have completely ignored the words of Yahushua, it is written in John 4:20-23,

Our forefathers worshiped on this mountain, but you [Jews] say that Jerusalem is the place where it is necessary and proper to worship. Yahushua said to her, Woman, believe Me, a time is coming when you will worship the Father neither [merely] in this mountain nor [merely] in Jerusalem. You [Samaritans] do not know what you are worshiping—you worship what you do not comprehend. We worship what we know, because the deliverance is of the Yehuḏim or from the tribe of Yehudim—the Deliver comes from the tribe of Yehudim! A time will come, however, indeed it is already here, when the true (genuine) worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and in truth (reality); for the Father is seeking just such people as these as His worshipers.

Doubts? No way!

Thus, you find yourself observing the doings of Frances & Jimmy and Edmond and Yedidah and Don Esposito and all of My most selected leaders and you cannot reconcile such doings with My revealed truth to you in the written words from Yahushua! And you wonder why? And it makes you doubt that I in fact have revealed such truth to you!

Unshakable trust and confidence….

Nonetheless My child you refuse to let such doubt take hold on you! You continue to stand firm in your trust and confidence that I am in fact teaching and revealing such truth to you! And not to you only but such revelation is for all who wish to humble themselves and abandon their present beliefs and lifestyles and become as little children under My tutelage!

My Father? The Author and Keeper of my faith….

Yet My beloved thia/Basilia though that you do not quite see Yahushua and the evidence of My answering your requests is not visible to you I am indeed answering! And because I am the One keeping you without wavering in your faith and trust in the reality of My Being within you there is no way that anything or anyone can make you lose that faith!

My faithfulness prevails despite it all says the Father/Creator of our beings.

But it is not so with My children who have their faith placed in a concept of Me based on what My children understand with their carnal minds about My Being therefore their faith will not stand for such faith is unacceptable to Me—it’s carnal faith and it’s unclean!

But because they are My children I am and I will continue to deal with each one of My children until they each become sick with their dead and carnal ways of worship and they will turn to Me for the healing of their souls! It is then when they will abandon their life styles and cling to Me like new born babies, cling to their moms just like you are doing!

No fears. No worries. Father is in control….

Therefore, I am the One keeping you in your faith and you have a worthy witness for My children to observe and take notice. Thus, My children will abandon their lifestyles and turn to Me sooner that you expect!

Therefore, fear not and continue the course I have marked for you fearless and undaunted by any treat coming to you! For I am with you and I am holding you with My strong hand! There is no way that you shall be put to shame! I am with you and I will never ever will leave nor forsake you!”

The Congregation built without human hands shall prevail….

O My Father—O Father Of Mine? You are waiting for the CHURCH leaders and the CHURCH followers to tear down the whole setup! Beautiful buildings and leaders and followers MUST be torn down!

Your congregation built without human hands will shine a beacon of Light to the rest of this insanity ridden world.

Torn down to the brown ground, then? In a matter of no time, Your congregation built without human hands will shine a beacon of Light to the rest of this insanity ridden world.

Your Kingdom shall come down to the new earth as it is in heaven. Our Kingdom. Our King. We shall be Your obedient children. You shall be our Loving Father as You intended to be from the beginning.

Not my words. Only the words of the ONE I serve….

Dear Reader, these are no idle words. I recorded them, but! No much of an idea of what this post was to be about.

Yes, Father has shown me much of what is coming to us, but! He only shows me one thing at a time. I am not to seek for knowledge that is not in His agenda for me to seek for.

Next? Reaping from my waiting and sitting still….

What now? I continue to wait. I continue to sit still. Least all my doings come to nil, and! I’m reaping from that waiting and sitting still. Last night? HUGE development!

That shall be the matter for the next post, dear Reader.

In the meantime, and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.

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This Is How Progress At Its Best Develops With A Zest!….

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Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Monday, January 8, 2018 at 4:46 am.

What a different person! Power to let love and wisdom set me in to reflect in retrospect.

Been up for a couple hours or longer. I done fixed my vittles, drank my health drinks, and? Reflect. Reflecting all the time while my mind races on and on.

What a different person I find myself to be. Power to let my mind go on and on, on its own. Power to let love and wisdom set me in to reflect in retrospect.

What’s happening, my Father? What am I doing in that obsolete by now site? That was Your inspired site at the end of 2006. It’s no longer on line, my Father, but! You know it.

And why am I now to bring it back into play? Ah! Your way to show Your work at its best with this child of Yours? Perhaps. How am I to do this number? What’s in Your mind for me this day to do?

O my Father! You are the best. In You I rest. Lead me step by step in what to do next. That site contains so much valuable information, but! It needs a major update for me to undertake. What gives, my Father?

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Pause. Reflect. Why did I quickened you to create that site? Did I not then gave you the content in that site?

Yes, indeed, my Father! Every single line of the multitude of lines published in that site came from my Teacher You have gifted unto me, but! All the info is bunched up in long pages hard to read.

Nothing like it’s done these days in the Net. What to do? It will take forever for that site to be redone. I cannot see yet how to do this in the Net. What gives, my Father?

Again, pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Pause. Reflect. Minors? No need for you to concentrate on minors, on mountains out of hills. I have already titled this matter for you. Don’t you see it? What’s next?

  • Post these lines.
  • A link to that site. In the process?

Your readers shall begin to understand, How Progress At Its Best Develops With A Zest!

No need for you to worry about the aesthetics of that site. All I require of you is to write and publish and optimize for Me to do the rest.

All that you have done to My delight. Now? It’s all coming to light. Go on now. You know what and how to do it all.

Remember, I delight in your child like obedience. Your child like obedience is My delight. My delight in your obedience is your strength.

Hahaha! HalleluYah! Dear Reader, wait until you click. The Set-Apart Spirit shall lead you right quick! Your eye shall He set in whatever in the multitude of lines? He has for you preset. Wow!

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Silly me? What was I fretting about? Nonsense as usual, but! I have to admit, it’s easy to get smug and fit in this carefree life of mine resting underneath His everlasting arms.

Regardless. Father is in control of it all. The next post? I’ll give you a hint: It could be the last post in successinspirers.com, why?

It will relate to the tear down of the beautiful temples (churches) built with human hands. It’s a whopper! We’ll see. No problem. Father is in control.

In the meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.

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This Is What? Wealth. Riches. Fortune. Do Not Necessarily Mean Money….

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Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Still on Saturday, January 6, 2018 at 11:24 pm.

Pausing. Reflecting on all things You are bringing to pass within and without my being. I need to go to sleep. Will record when I get up.

Sunday, January 7, 2018 at 3:52 am.

No need to play martyr. That’s not Your wisdom nor Your love….

Wow! Yesterday, after posting? I was miserably cold. I was kind of irritated. Ahmad had just informed me he was not coming because of his health. Foiled my intended plan!

I had figured myself a hero for not disturbing him with my predicament, but! I was counting of him coming over to see it for himself. I was counting on my hero’s glory at his coming. Duh!

While fixing things up to move and keep warm? In my irritating moment because Ahmad was not coming, it came to me! “Do you have to play the martyr to get your glory?” WHAT?

Oh NO! I do not need to play martyr. That’s not Your wisdom nor Your love. I put everything down, and! I called Ahmad.

“Ahmad? I did not tell you my situation since yesterday because of the weather. I did not want you to neglect your work to come and help me, but! The heater is not working. No gas since yesterday. I’m hurting. I know you can do nothing right now, but! Could you leave some money for gas? Don’t worry about now. I’m OK. I will soon get under the covers and go to sleep.”

Love. Wisdom from on high? A greater matter than all the gold in the whole world! Wow!

Talking about wisdom? Love? O My Father—O Father Of Mine? That’s a greater matter than all the gold in the whole world! Wow!

I proceeded to write the title for this post: This Is What? Wealth. Riches. Fortune? Do Not Necessarily Means Money….

Indeed! Next? It came to me to create a graphic, but! Not an inkling of what to create. Then? I saw the musical graphics I had just downloaded for the post before. I picked one then the other, and!

Started creating the frame. Beautiful creation, but! Not an inkling yet of the text to include. Finally? I had to sleep. Woke up about an hour ago. In mind? The shaking of the earth. The North/South.

Fixed eats and drinks, and went straight to the Scriptures. Searched for the word ‘north’. Many verses. One stood up! I clicked and began to read. Wow!

Hold on to your own thoughts, my friends. The following verses are the needed information at this exact moment that we are going through.

No kidding. I don’t know what I’m doing. It’s the Spirit within me leading me to this information for the benefit of us all. Bear in mind, we are all descendants from Jacob/Israel.

It’s a long quote. So? Here is the link to it. Jeremiah 31: 7-28

Big deep into the dumps of fear and doubt feelings….

It’s 10:30 am. Father? I don’t feel good. There is a heaviness on me. I feel like crying. What’s happening my Father? I now have heat. I have more food than I can eat. All is well as it seems to be.

What’s happening that I cannot see? Help me my Father. Fear is knocking at my door. I’m scared. What’s wrong?

I had so much good in my mind to record for the day, but! Now? Fear and doubt attempting to paralyze it all. What to do?

Perhaps in reading Your prophet Jeremiah the words, ‘The Master has saved His people, the remnant of Israel! ‘ The remnant?

O my Father? Who is included in the ‘remnant’. Is it possible that I have been generalizing this ‘remnant? Help me my Father. You alone know all things. We do not need to know all things, but!

You always teach us what we need to know. The warnings in Your written words are frightening, to say the least!

Thinking of the worst times soon coming upon us all, and! Unable to see anyone with much concern about it? It frightens me.

Perhaps I fear at the sound of Your words that make me tremble are: …’a great company, they will return here to Jerusalem.’

O my Father? How could that be possible? My children and friends in the USA are totally adamant in coming to this country.

Perhaps my fear is the possibility that my children and friends are not Your people. If they have no desire, no love for this part of the world including Jerusalem? How can they be Your people?

O my Father? Have mercy on me. This heaviness is for real. Unless You lift this burden from me? I don’t know what to do? I done lost my incentive to post. I’m just scared! Help me!

There are warnings about cybernetic attacks coming so close to my own personal activities in the Net. The weather gets worse every year. So much evil going on and on.

Not just the evil that all can see, but! The worse evil? The evilness within us that we cannot detect. That’s the evil that will ultimate do us under for eternity should You not intervene.

I keep hoping for any little sign of the people’s response to no avail. What is it that am I looking for? What kind of response am I looking for?

Perhaps I am not looking for the people’s response. Perhaps I am just looking for Your response to my demands. I don’t know my Father, I just don’t know anymore than what You let me know.

So? I quit. Thanks for let me vent my feelings. Perhaps I’ll go back to the graphic, but! I just don’t know.

You are in control. I’ll wait. I’ll sit still in front of the heater to warm up while You work out this problem for me. 11:33 am.

So out of it? Don’t even know whether is morning or evening…Duh!

Sing aloud with gladness! Shout! Proclaim, praise! Come! From the north country from the uttermost parts of the earth…all be back home where they belong!

It’s 2:13 pm going to sleep. I just woke up. Thought it was another day. Expecting to see the dawn of the am I’m shocked to see the 6:18 pm.

It’s still Sunday, January 7, 2018! It’s pm not am. Duh! Not the first time, nor will be the last. No problem. Am or pm? Father is still in control.

So? I don’t have to fix lemon water after all! Silly me! I need to fix some eats. Show me the way, my Father! I’m lost again. This pain and discomfort it’s just getting to me. HELP!

Talking about a quick answer?

Ha! Talking about a quick answer? It came to me before I got up to fix my eats or do anything else. It came to me: “Call Roxana. Tell her what you are going through.” O well! Why not?

I headed to Google phone and? Made the call. Wow! What a blessing! How awesome can You be, O my Father, O Father of mine? What an awesome Yah You are!

How can I put in words the blessing You placed in my child’s heart for me? I feel so good! Even the burning in my feet has ceased!

Wow! What a feat to conquer. What a mountain at my feet! All the work of my Loving Father within and without my being! Thanks, my Father. In silence, I worship You.

In the meantime? Until the next post, His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia.

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This 2018? Behold! The Victory’s Envoy On The Globe To Deploy.

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Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Friday, January 5, 2018 at 9:08 am.

So Many Reasons To Rejoice And Enjoy. Cold Or Heat Cannot My Joy Destroy. The wind and rain are raging out there. Me? In here basking in the sunlight of today’s explosive revelation! What a marvel!

O my Father! It’s noontime. You see my predicament of the moment. You are in control of it all. I refuse to panic. No need to get frantic. You are with me. You never leave nor forsake me.

Show me what and how to do whatever You deem necessary for me to do. I wait on You. I sit still. No matter what? I’ll sit still until You show me Your deliverance.

It’s now 1:24 pm. There is a terrible wind storm going on. I will shot down the computer. I will get under the covers.

The wind subsided. The rain keeps going. It’s cold, but! Your grace is sufficient unto me. It’s now 4:27 pm. Thanks for the couple hours of sleep while the storm raged on.

What now, my Father? Perhaps work on the books? O my Father? Reviewing the inspired writings from 2006 I can see the progression of the work You have done within me.

It’s still Friday, January 5, 2018 at 10:29 pm. Been sleeping since around 7 pm. Feel much better. Thanks, my Father.

The 7th Day Of Rest. Past. Present….

Saturday, January 6, 2018 at 12:19 am.

The 7th Day of Rest again, my Father! This rest is the rest of Hebrews 4:3, but! Most of my life I skipped Hebrews 4, but! Father did not skip to write it in my heart as He meant it to be.

(3)  For we who have believed (adhered to and trusted in and relied on our Creator) do enter that rest, in accordance with His declaration that those [who did not believe] should not enter when He said, As I swore in My wrath, They shall not enter My rest; and this He said although [His] works had been completed and prepared [and waiting for all who would believe] from the foundation of the world. [Psa 95:11].

My former way of keeping the 7th day of rest? Rituals of one kind or another. Some keep it on Sunday. Some keep it on Saturday. Sunday rituals? Not much different than Saturday rituals.

But! I was faithful to either at different stages of my life. Talking about faithful? Yeah! Faithful to my peers’ system. Struggling to be the best. For what? To satisfy the demands of the system.

The reward? Praise or punishment. I suffer both. I failed the Catholic system of my birth. Try again with the Baptist system. Ah! The Messianic movement—they got it for sure!

Hum! The Messianic movement has turned out to be another religion yet, and? An extremely dogmatic and binding one, but! Father let me experience it all. For good reasons.

That Was Yesterday ….

Saturday, January 6, 2018 at 1:48 am.

Here is one of the posts I have skipped. It came to me to post it now. In retrospect? The Father/Creator is bringing this info unto ye all, on His time not in mine. Here we go.

O My Father—O Father Of Mine? Been sleeping since around 5 am. It’s now 7:57 am. But why are these details recorded? It makes sense when one is following my life.

Recording these details anyone can see the state of my mind and feelings moment by moment, and? Anyone can see the progress of the Father/Creator’s dealing with my mind and feelings.

Take for instances yesterday. The raging storm began early in the morning yesterday. I was intense at work. Suddenly! I felt the coldness of the moment in my bones.

I turned to check the heater. Ah! No heat. The thing was off. I got up to turn it on again. No gas! The chill in my bones kept increasing.

I paused. I reflected. I decided to keep quiet. To wait, to sit still. No need to panic. No need to get frantic. No need to trouble Ahmad while the storm is going on. Just then?

Ahmad on the line. By this time? I’m shivering to my hurt. He asked, “Is everything OK with you? The heater working? You got food?”

Calmly, I answered, “All OK. I’m fine. Don’t worry. Take care of yourself.” Wow! Me in the past? I would have had Ahmad here as quickly as his feetcould hit the ground regardless rain, snow or sleet!

I kept pleading, “Father? Help me. I can’t stand it! Help me, my Father. I am not alone. You are here with me. You are feeling this misery with me. Do something, my Father, set me free!”

Guess what? You’ll think a doting Father could have rush to help me? Nay! Instead? Things got worse! I needed to use the bathroom badly. I rushed, what? A lake of water!

Quickly I grabbed the squeegee to clear the water. Somehow, in the process? I slipped. I fell flat on my face on top of the toilet seat! Somehow? I managed to get up. Felt my face. My glasses did not break.

Finally? The spot was clear. I relieved myself. Came to my chair. Checked myself. My feet were dry, so were my clothes. My glasses were not damaged. My face not hurt. Thanks, my Father!

But! Chilled to the bones. What to do, my Father? Get up. Move around. Continue to fix hot drinks to keep you warm. Soak your rice in hot water. Cook it with lentils and veggies.

While rice is soaking? Cut your veggies. Stand up while cutting. Time to put it all in the pot to cook. While the cooking goes on? Work on the next post. Post it.

Finished cooking? Eat a good portion. Now? It’s time to get under the covers again. Sleep. Ah! Thanks my Father for these cold covers. Sleep, sleep, blessed sleep until around 5 am.

What now? I’m fit to meet any eventuality with a grateful heart.

No more complaining in my part. A few minutes ago? Ahmad on the line again. Much trouble on his end. My ear to him I lend.

Again? He inquired about my welfare. Not a word about my predicament. I continued to respond. To act and react? For what at that? The Father’s love and wisdom is now the fact.

I will now fix and enjoy my breakfast. I’m cold, but! The warm from above knowing and sensing it in my Father’s Presence? Cold or hit no longer meet to destroy my enjoy.

This is the day You have made for me. I am resting underneath Your everlasting arms. I will rejoice and be glad this day big time is in my line!

This 7th day of rest is advancing. We are now at mid-morning—10:25 am to be exact, that’s the fact. Of course, that’s the fact for this region’s part.

It’s coming to me now to create a graphic for this unique post. Unique? Indeed! Unique fits the title: This 2018? Behold! The Victory’s Envoy On The Globe To Deploy. So Many Reasons To Rejoice And Enjoy. Cold Or Heat Cannot My enjoy Destroy.…

Closing ….

Graphic finished. On to post. Dear reader, rejoice with me in anticipation of the Father/Creator’s plan to restore us to the original intent for our creation—to be loved and to love in return.

In the meantime? Until the next post, His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. :-)

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My life of many turns.

My Life of Many Turns

Saturday, January 6, 2018 at 1:48 am.

Here is one of the posts I have skipped. It came to me to post it now. In retrospect? The Father/Creator is bringing this info unto ye all, on His time not in mine. Here we go.

Tuesday, January 2, 2018 at 3:38 am.

Awoken only a few minutes ago. O my Beloved Father! Here we go. First item in Your agenda for me today? check meaning of ‘aqua’ color of your dress in a dream a couple of days ago. Check Unsplash: Best of 2017.

Found a picture that quickened me a title for this post: My life of many turns. The theme: Up and up through rocky greenish mountains You drove me up and up?

  • Undauntedly, fearlessly, courageously to the top none-stop! On the way?
  • That was my 2017. On the arrival byway?
  • That’s to be my 2018—at the top with Thee singing the victory!
  • Wow! What a feat. What a mountain under my feet!

Ah! That brings me to the issue of the BOOK—last item on my first day of 2018. Wow! I’ll work on the graphic. I’ll optimize the last entry of yesterday. Then? Perhaps I’ll post.

I’ll see. I’ll wait. I sit still. I’ll wait to see what You develop for me while I sit still, least my doings come to nil.

The time now? It’s 11:12 am. Finish the graphic for this post. Nearly 8 hours of intense work. What’s next? Been trying to figure out what’s going on with Site 5? Please, my Father? I cast that problem unto You. I’ll wait. I’ll sit still.

Wednesday, January 3, 2018 at 10:26 am.

Been up since 2:30 am. But You know that my Father. I found the information I needed to setup thia-basilia.com in Site 5. Thank You for giving the wisdom to hold on to that info for a bit. No rush.

And thanks for the ability to express Your message in graphics. I created a new cover yet for, The Family. A True Story. Hopefully? This one will do.

Well? It’s now 11:50 am. I need to take a break. See what’s going on in the world. It’s supposed to be a sunny day. I’ll see.

It’s now 5:38 pm. This been a day of searching. Searching and not finding. Or? Perhaps? Lots of findings! Just not what I was looking for.

Thursday, January 4, 2018 at 12:08 am.

It’s midnight, my Father! As if You didn’t know it. Everything? Falling into place. What a marvel! Of course, it’s no biggie for most people, but! For me? Quite a biggie!

  • To think of where I been.
  • To think of where I come from?
  • To think of the wonders happening within me?
  • To think of Your Presence in my heart?
  • To think of the great plan You have been developing for me?
  • To think of the blissful future at my door?
  • Wow! Quite a biggie!
  • What more could I ever want for?

Well, dear Reader, where have I been since I last posted? In Photoshop, intense creating graphics to express the heart of the message I’m delivering to you.

The title for My Journal—My Story has changed. The new cover has been improved a zillion times, but! I’m hoping this last improvement might stick.

Not only I ‘been creating graphics, but! Been writing thousands of words that shall go into the book. It’s all gearing down to the Living Words written in my heart by the finger of my Father/Creator.

The Living Words from my Father/Creator? The secret to abolish insanity. It’s displayed day by day, moment by moment in the pages of my journal. So, now?

My Loving Teacher is leading me to wrap it all out in the series of books that shall be published in 2018 to reach the heart and mind of His children.

  • O that the plugs come off the ears.
  • O that blinds be removed from the eyes.
  • O that all ears and eyes might hear and see?
  • Your lovely voice. The magnificent You to be.

Until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. :-)