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Joy Inexplicable Is Just That—Inexplicable!

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

Monday, July 30, 2018 at 6:50 am.

Joy Inexplicable? Its Expression?

A lovely smile to lit up the face at the sight of the reality of Your Presence always with me, despite the insanity ridden world that surrounds me.

Unbearable Darkness Of The Moment ….?

O my Father! What is to happen next? How can people say “I love you” but keep their distance from me?

All these years I have ignored this situation, but! The dark reality of this matter is setting in. The tears continue to flow.

The darkness of this moment is unbearable—this is the darkness surrounding me right now, but! You are with me.

We Are Heartless, But! The Mighty Creator Of Our Beings Is Not ….?

You are always with me. We human beings are heartless. We are full of emotional volatile gas that we call heart and love and all that mush, but!

That’s all there is to it—a whiff of that gaseous odor that becomes lethal with time. Even so? You are in control of it all. Let the tears flow.

It’s still Monday, July 30, 2018 now at 1:53 pm. O my Father! Your joy? Your delight? Alive within my heart as it is in Your heart.

Even So? The Tears Flow. Each Blow?

The intensity of my tears grows. To come face to face with the arrogance of mankind? Enough to let the tears flow.

Monday, July 30, 2018 now at 6:21 pm.

Thanks, my Father! Let joy inexplicable lit up my face with at the sight of the reality of your presence always with me.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018 at 2:00 am.

The tears flow in the darkest midnight. Weeping may endure for a night, but! Smile! Dancing! Joy! at dawn comes in sight.

Joy Inexplicable? That’s To Live In Your Presence ….?

Tuesday, July 31, 2018 now at 3:39 pm. The day is advancing to the end. This month? Gone with the wind of time. What’s in Your mind, my Father?

There is joy inexplicable living in Your Presence. Living with Your victory, Your favor, Your love, Your peace, Your joy, and Your matchless, unbroken companionship!

O but how blessed am I? Worthy to be envied, yet! The world together with my loved ones? Oblivious to the matter, but!

What’s The Use My Father? What’s The Use ….?

The minutes, the hours, the days, the weeks, the months, the years come and go with the monotone of time. Time in this world that is.

Monotone? Indeed! The same boring tune—buy, sell, sell, buy—success, success, all that busyness?

As It Was In The Days Of Noah ….?

Quote:

Matthew 24:38-39 AMPC+

For just as in those days before the flood they were eating and drinking, [men] marrying and [women] being given in marriage, until the [very] day when Noah went into the ark, and they did not know or understand until the flood came and swept them all away—so will be the coming of the Son of Man. [Gen 6:5-8; Gen 7:6-24]

O but Your mercy, O Mighty One! You state the state and condition of human kind at this precise moment, then?

Your Preventive Instructions ….?

What to do to save our hides. Hum? Another ‘to do’ list? NAY! Least not an ordinary ‘to do’ list, but!

When it comes to Your instructions? It’s not a matter of our resolutions of any kind. Not at all.

When It Comes To Your Instructions Is A Matter Of Life Or Death.

  • If you listen to My voice? You will live forever.
  • If you do not listen? I will be your worst enemy.
  • You will die unless you listen.

Could This Scare Us Enough To Listen ….?

Nay! Regardless! We go our way to do whatever in our minds we think to be best, and? The journey of pain, suffering, death begins, but!

O my Father! Your mercy is endless. The power of Your love and wisdom transcend way past our arrogant, rebellious ways.

In Awe I Ponder, Isaiah 30  ….?

Thank goodness! Your words in Isaiah 30 are the most awesome words in the whole written world! In awe I ponder. I pause. I reflect in the immensity of Your Being, O Mighty One!

  • YOU? The Ever Existent ONE. The Almighty Creator of the Universe et all including ourselves.
  • YOU? Waiting on us?
  • YOU? Letting Your tears profusely flow to see us on the road to death go?
  • YOU? With the power to destroy us instantaneously, instead?
  • YOU earnestly waiting for us.

Waiting For What? WOW! Quote:

Isaiah 30:18 AMPC+

And therefore, the Master, 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 Master 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! [Joh 14:3, Joh 14:27; 2Co 12:9; Heb 12:2; 1Jn 3:16; Rev 3:5]

Joy Inexplicable Fills My Being.

I close for now. Meantime and until the next post? Much love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all. Your sister, thia.

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Joy Inexplicable Is Just That—Inexplicable!

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

Monday, July 30, 2018 at 6:50 am.

Joy Inexplicable? Its Expression?

A lovely smile to lit up the face at the sight of the reality of Your Presence always with me, despite the insanity ridden world that surrounds me.

Unbearable Darkness Of The Moment ….?

O my Father! What is to happen next? How can people say “I love you” but keep their distance from me?

All these years I have ignored this situation, but! The dark reality of this matter is setting in. The tears continue to flow.

The darkness of this moment is unbearable—this is the darkness surrounding me right now, but! You are with me.

We Are Heartless, But! The Mighty Creator Of Our Beings Is Not ….?

You are always with me. We human beings are heartless. We are full of emotional volatile gas that we call heart and love and all that mush, but!

That’s all there is to it—a whiff of that gaseous odor that becomes lethal with time. Even so? You are in control of it all. Let the tears flow.

It’s still Monday, July 30, 2018 now at 1:53 pm. O my Father! Your joy? Your delight? Alive within my heart as it is in Your heart.

Even So? The Tears Flow. Each Blow?

The intensity of my tears grows. To come face to face with the arrogance of mankind? Enough to let the tears flow.

Monday, July 30, 2018 now at 6:21 pm.

Thanks, my Father! Let joy inexplicable lit up my face with at the sight of the reality of your presence always with me.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018 at 2:00 am.

The tears flow in the darkest midnight. Weeping may endure for a night, but! Smile! Dancing! Joy! at dawn comes in sight.

Joy Inexplicable? That’s To Live In Your Presence ….?

Tuesday, July 31, 2018 now at 3:39 pm. The day is advancing to the end. This month? Gone with the wind of time. What’s in Your mind, my Father?

There is joy inexplicable living in Your Presence. Living with Your victory, Your favor, Your love, Your peace, Your joy, and Your matchless, unbroken companionship!

O but how blessed am I? Worthy to be envied, yet! The world together with my loved ones? Oblivious to the matter, but!

What’s The Use My Father? What’s The Use ….?

The minutes, the hours, the days, the weeks, the months, the years come and go with the monotone of time. Time in this world that is.

Monotone? Indeed! The same boring tune—buy, sell, sell, buy—success, success, all that busyness?

As It Was In The Days Of Noah ….?

Quote:

Matthew 24:38-39 AMPC+

For just as in those days before the flood they were eating and drinking, [men] marrying and [women] being given in marriage, until the [very] day when Noah went into the ark, and they did not know or understand until the flood came and swept them all away—so will be the coming of the Son of Man. [Gen 6:5-8; Gen 7:6-24]

O but Your mercy, O Mighty One! You state the state and condition of human kind at this precise moment, then?

Your Preventive Instructions ….?

What to do to save our hides. Hum? Another ‘to do’ list? NAY! Least not an ordinary ‘to do’ list, but!

When it comes to Your instructions? It’s not a matter of our resolutions of any kind. Not at all.

When It Comes To Your Instructions Is A Matter Of Life Or Death.

  • If you listen to My voice? You will live forever.
  • If you do not listen? I will be your worst enemy.
  • You will die unless you listen.

Could This Scare Us Enough To Listen ….?

Nay! Regardless! We go our way to do whatever in our minds we think to be best, and? The journey of pain, suffering, death begins, but!

O my Father! Your mercy is endless. The power of Your love and wisdom transcend way past our arrogant, rebellious ways.

In Awe I Ponder, Isaiah 30  ….?

Thank goodness! Your words in Isaiah 30 are the most awesome words in the whole written world! In awe I ponder. I pause. I reflect in the immensity of Your Being, O Mighty One!

  • YOU? The Ever Existent ONE. The Almighty Creator of the Universe et all including ourselves.
  • YOU? Waiting on us?
  • YOU? Letting Your tears profusely flow to see us on the road to death go?
  • YOU? With the power to destroy us instantaneously, instead?
  • YOU earnestly waiting for us.

Waiting For What? WOW! Quote:

Isaiah 30:18 AMPC+

And therefore, the Master, 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 Master 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! [Joh 14:3, Joh 14:27; 2Co 12:9; Heb 12:2; 1Jn 3:16; Rev 3:5]

Joy Inexplicable Fills My Being.

I close for now. Meantime and until the next post? Much love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all. Your sister, thia.

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The Tears Flow. Where Do They Go? Where Are My Children On The Go ….?

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

Saturday, July 28, 2018 at 10:29 pm.

Why am here? What’s the use ….?

The end of this day is coming. I find myself in a state of anger and disgust! Wondering why am I here? But! I don’t have to wonder.

You have Your reasons for all that goes on with me. This anger? This disgust with my close and far loved ones? Is part of Your plan for me.

Anger serves its purposes ….?

You tell me not to question my doings. I will not. I will not any longer feel bad about this raging anger against the evils around me.

It’s now Saturday, July 28, 2018 at 11:43 pm. My anger has subsided. I am now ready for bed. Thanks, my Father for Your Presence.

Overbearing Loneliness ….?

You are always with me. You sense the loneliness that I sense. You feel the anger I feel. It’s not about my comfort. It’s all about Your children’s lack of love for You—for me.

Sunday, July 29, 2018 at 4:51 am.

What’s the use of knowledge without the power to perform as such?

Father? Here I am or am I? I don’t know. I don’t know anything anymore, and? I have not any desire to know. What’s the use?

What’s the use to know I am to sit still when sitting still is an impossibility for me? Why?

No sight of my children coming home ….?

The useless feeling comes as I feel the blunt of my children’s absence. Let my tears flow. Back to bed! Can’t wake up. 5:08 am

The Tears Flow. Where Do They Go? Where Are My Children On The Go ….?

Sunday, July 29, 2018 at 8:23 am.

Do you see it, My child? Are you letting your tears flow?

My own tears flow to see My children on the go.

Together they march along the tune to ‘church’ to ‘church’ to ‘church’!

It’s Sunday. It’s Saturday. To that deity of our choice we must head on.

To that church with the cross we must give our most.

While I sit on My throne letting the tears profusely flow and glow

In the gold that lines your heart

Where to start? Where do us part?

The garden of life planted fresh

The forbidden tree was chosen for best

To death My children’s march began

Still going on

To death that ‘church’ with the ‘cross’ leads them on.

Let the tears flow …

Thanks, my Father! You know what’s best for the rest. You promised to fertilize my garden with the flow of my tears. Let Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Meantime and until the next post? Much love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all. Your sister, thia.

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The Tears Flow. Where Do They Go Where Are My Children On The Go ….?

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

Saturday, July 28, 2018 at 10:29 pm.

Why am here? What’s the use ….?

The end of this day is coming. I find myself in a state of anger and disgust! Wondering why am I here? But! I don’t have to wonder.

You have Your reasons for all that goes on with me. This anger? This disgust with my close and far loved ones? Is part of Your plan for me.

Anger serves its purposes ….?

You tell me not to question my doings. I will not. I will not any longer feel bad about this raging anger against the evils around me.

It’s now Saturday, July 28, 2018 at 11:43 pm. My anger has subsided. I am now ready for bed. Thanks, my Father for Your Presence.

Overbearing Loneliness ….?

You are always with me. You sense the loneliness that I sense. You feel the anger I feel. It’s not about my comfort. It’s all about Your children’s lack of love for You—for me.

Sunday, July 29, 2018 at 4:51 am.

What’s the use of knowledge without the power to perform as such?

Father? Here I am or am I? I don’t know. I don’t know anything anymore, and? I have not any desire to know. What’s the use?

What’s the use to know I am to sit still when sitting still is an impossibility for me? Why?

No sight of my children coming home ….?

The useless feeling comes as I feel the blunt of my children’s absence. Let my tears flow. Back to bed! Can’t wake up. 5:08 am

The Tears Flow. Where Do They Go? Where Are My Children On The Go ….?

Sunday, July 29, 2018 at 8:23 am.

Do you see it, My child? Are you letting your tears flow?

My own tears flow to see My children on the go.

Together they march along the tune to ‘church’ to ‘church’ to ‘church’!

It’s Sunday. It’s Saturday. To that deity of our choice we must head on.

To that church with the cross we must give our most.

While I sit on My throne letting the tears profusely flow and glow

In the gold that lines your heart

Where to start? Where do us part?

The garden of life planted fresh

The forbidden tree was chosen for best

To death My children’s march began

Still going on

To death that ‘church’ with the ‘cross’ leads them on.

Let the tears flow …

Thanks, my Father! You know what’s best for the rest. You promised to fertilize my garden with the flow of my tears. Let Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Meantime and until the next post? Much love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all. Your sister, thia.

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What’s With My Dream Life In A Penthouse Garden….?

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

Friday, July 27, 2018 at 2:00 pm.

I Feel Anger And Disgust, But Then? Read On ….?

Father? You know I been working on this post since last Wednesday, but! I just can bring myself to post it. Why? I pause. I reflect.

All things I see. All things I hear. All things I read. The responses. The reactions to me and to all? Just zap so much out of me! I feel anger and disgust, but then?

I reflect on my own doings. Hum! That causes me even more anger and disgust! Why? Simple. I am human no different than other humans, yet?

One Moment I Am Certain, Next Moment? Who Knows?

O my Father! What’s going on with me? Why one moment I am certain, next moment? Who knows? Ah! You do! Yes! My Father, You do know every minute detail of my being and my doings.

All the things that I wonder about myself? You know it. You know of the things that deeply trouble me. You know of my deepest longings.

Better yet! You are now showing Your covenant and revealing to me its deep, inner meaning. Yeah, You know. You know the wicked human that I am.

No matter. That wicked human is no longer my master. That wicked human must remain with me, but! I can freely laugh and mock its attempts to take control of me.

It’ll never happen! I have now the power to reject those attempts with the same power in Yahushua’s words to Peter’s wicked human being within Peter in Matthew 16:21-23.

Phew! What A Relief! Sometimes? I Feel Like I Will Never Laugh Again, But!

My Father speaks! Words from my Father. Quote:

“Get behind Me, Satan!” Is the magic word to reject all your thoughts and feelings of doubt and fear causing you so much pain and suffering!

Rejoice, My child! Rejoice! I delight in your obedience despite the wicked within you. My delight in your obedience is your strength.”

Phew! What a relief! Sometimes? I feel like I will never laugh again, but! Thanks, my Father! You are always on time to deliver me from such miserable feelings, and?

Add then to my list of humorous cartoons I have in mind to create to laugh and mock that wicked human within me. It’s now Friday, July 27, 2018 at 3:33 pm. Time to get busy with this post.

Am I Lusting For Riches And Fame? Nay! Just To Think Of Riches And Fame Makes Me Cringe….?

Wednesday, July 25, 2018 at 6:04 pm.

Ah! How easily my dream could be taken for a lust for riches and fame, but! Far from such lust. Way far! I watch the videos of the rich and famous, and?

I cringe to think I could become one of them like I once I aspired to become. What makes me now to cringe at my past aspirations?

Ha! Under all that wealth and fame? Nothing! Not even the words in the Bible or the most famous quotes or the adherence to the greatest of philosophies can fill that emptiness under the wealth and fame of the rich and famous.

So? What’s With My Dream Life In A Penthouse Garden….?

O my Father! You know. That dream is only my new born desire to return to that garden You planted for us the moment of our creation.

Ah! How easily my dream could be taken for a lust for riches and fame, but! Far from such lust. Way far! Again, that dream is only my new born desire to return to that garden You planted for us the moment of our creation.

Gen 2:8  And the Almighty Creator planted a garden toward the east, in Eden or delight; and there He put the man whom He had formed or framed, constituted.

O that Garden! What a delight! What a beauty! What a marvel! O my Father! You planted a garden. There You put the man whom You had formed, (us-me) but!

You kicked us out for good reason. Even so? You instilled within my being that desire to return to that lost paradise.

But Why A Penthouse?

Well? I don’t live in this world anymore! Like a breach over the troubled waters of this insanity ridden world this Penthouse is to me—a place of quiet and safety over a world of corruption.

To live in Your Presence in a Penthouse Garden—Your gift to me out of Your heart of love? It’s the most wholesome dream there is above the ground and under the sun!

Even So? To The Human Element? That’s My Thing They Say and ….?

They miss the whole message. As long as I am doing my thing? They are free to do their thing. No change. Business as usual.

Enough for an outburst of anger, but! Your Spirit within me? Instills Hope not anger outbursts. Even so? Those anger outbursts do serve a purpose—to jolt awake the sleeping ones set on their things.

These ones doing their own thing or sticking by what they have learned from their trusted sources? They are in danger to face the final judgement.

It is to avoid the final doom or judgement that the angry outbursts must take place. We cannot continue condoling and cajoling each other with vain compliments and beautiful words.

“The Amplified? That’s your thing. I read it in plain English for my better understanding”. The quote in plain English mentions nothing about a place of quiet and safety I quoted in the post from the Amplified version of the Bible.

What? The Most Subtle Way To Express A Superior Knowledge Of The Scriptures.

The message has nothing to do with KNOWLEDGE or UNDERSTANDING. It’s not about knowledge or understanding. It’s all about the work my Father is doing within me to transform me from an educated fool into His unfathomable wisdom way of looking at everything.

My Father has done the work in me. I do not any longer claim to know anything. I let my Father lead the way.

Anger Outburst!

Have I been misleading readers to think otherwise? How can this be after so many years of confessing and renouncing my life of foolishness? But my anger subsided.

I Asked of my Father—What Must I Do Now? I Hear,

Again, My child, You are to do nothing else on your own cognition, but to write and publish and optimize what I quicken to you. I am doing the rest.

Sit still. From now on? Do not call or expect any calls. Do not expect anything from anyone.

I am with you. I am taking care of everything about you and your love ones.

Continue with your task. Do not question your doings. I’m the One quickening you to do whatever you need to do or to write on the spot.

Relax. Sleep. Eat and drink whatever I supply for you. Do not complain.

Closing This Post With The Content For The Next ….?

Thursday, July 26, 2018 at 8:47 am.

In My Distress Last Night? I called upon You to make Yourself real to me. Your reality materialized instantaneously. I composed myself.

You set in my mind the graphical expression about the Penthouse. I proceeded to work on it. The distressful circumstances of last night receded for the moment. Slept on and off. Ate. Drank. Finished the graphic, then? Wow!

The Moment Of Truth ….?

The phone rang. Ahmad on the line? Greetings and apologies. Then? The information, and? Call ended.

The moment of truth begins. That information from Ahmad? Only Your call to face my guilt—my sin. I headed for bed to face that moment. WOW!

That shall be the subject for the next post. Meantime and until the next post? Much love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all. Your sister, thia.

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What’s With My Dream Life In A Penthouse Garden….?

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

Friday, July 27, 2018 at 2:00 pm.

I Feel Anger And Disgust, But Then? Read On ….?

Father? You know I been working on this post since last Wednesday, but! I just can bring myself to post it. Why? I pause. I reflect.

All things I see. All things I hear. All things I read. The responses. The reactions to me and to all? Just zap so much out of me! I feel anger and disgust, but then?

I reflect on my own doings. Hum! That causes me even more anger and disgust! Why? Simple. I am human no different than other humans, yet?

One Moment I Am Certain, Next Moment? Who Knows?

O my Father! What’s going on with me? Why one moment I am certain, next moment? Who knows? Ah! You do! Yes! My Father, You do know every minute detail of my being and my doings.

All the things that I wonder about myself? You know it. You know of the things that deeply trouble me. You know of my deepest longings.

Better yet! You are now showing Your covenant and revealing to me its deep, inner meaning. Yeah, You know. You know the wicked human that I am.

No matter. That wicked human is no longer my master. That wicked human must remain with me, but! I can freely laugh and mock its attempts to take control of me.

It’ll never happen! I have now the power to reject those attempts with the same power in Yahushua’s words to Peter’s wicked human being within Peter in Matthew 16:21-23.

Phew! What A Relief! Sometimes? I Feel Like I Will Never Laugh Again, But!

My Father speaks! Words from my Father. Quote:

“Get behind Me, Satan!” Is the magic word to reject all your thoughts and feelings of doubt and fear causing me so much pain and suffering!

Rejoice, My child! Rejoice! I delight in your obedience despite the wicked within you. My delight in your obedience is your strength.”

Phew! What a relief! Sometimes? I feel like I will never laugh again, but! Thanks, my Father! You are always on time to deliver me from such miserable feelings, and?

Add then to my list of humorous cartoons I have in mind to create to laugh and mock that wicked human within me. It’s now Friday, July 27, 2018 at 3:33 pm. Time to get busy with this post.

Am I Lusting For Riches And Fame? Nay! Just To Think Of Riches And Fame Makes Me Cringe….?

Wednesday, July 25, 2018 at 6:04 pm.

Ah! How easily my dream could be taken for a lust for riches and fame, but! Far from such lust. Way far! I watch the videos of the rich and famous, and?

I cringe to think I could become one of them like I once I aspired to become. What makes me now to cringe at my past aspirations?

Ha! Under all that wealth and fame? Nothing! Not even the words in the Bible or the most famous quotes or the adherence to the greatest of philosophies can fill that emptiness under the wealth and fame of the rich and famous.

So? What’s With My Dream Life In A Penthouse Garden….?

O my Father! You know. That dream is only my new born desire to return to that garden You planted for us the moment of our creation.

Ah! How easily my dream could be taken for a lust for riches and fame, but! Far from such lust. Way far! Again, that dream is only my new born desire to return to that garden You planted for us the moment of our creation.

Gen 2:8  And the Almighty Creator planted a garden toward the east, in Eden or delight; and there He put the man whom He had formed or framed, constituted.

O that Garden! What a delight! What a beauty! What a marvel! O my Father! You planted a garden. There You put the man whom You had formed, (us-me) but!

You kicked us out for good reason. Even so? You instilled within my being that desire to return to that lost paradise.

But Why A Penthouse?

Well? I don’t live in this world anymore! Like a breach over the troubled waters of this insanity ridden world this Penthouse is to me—a place of quiet and safety over a world of corruption.

To live in Your Presence in a Penthouse Garden—Your gift to me out of Your heart of love? It’s the most wholesome dream there is above the ground and under the sun!

Even So? To The Human Element? That’s My Thing They Say and ….?

They miss the whole message. As long as I am doing my thing? They are free to do their thing. No change. Business as usual.

Enough for an outburst of anger, but! Your Spirit within me? Instills Hope not anger outbursts. Even so? Those anger outbursts do serve a purpose—to jolt awake the sleeping ones set on their things.

These ones doing their own thing or sticking by what they have learned from their trusted sources? They are in danger to face the final judgement.

It is to avoid the final doom or judgement that the angry outbursts must take place. We cannot continue condoling and cajoling each other with vain compliments and beautiful words.

“The Amplified? That’s your thing. I read it in plain English for my better understanding”. The quote in plain English mentions nothing about a place of quiet and safety I quoted in the post from the Amplified version of the Bible.

What? The Most Subtle Way To Express A Superior Knowledge Of The Scriptures.

The message has nothing to do with KNOWLEDGE or UNDERSTANDING. It’s not about knowledge or understanding. It’s all about the work my Father is doing within me to transform me from an educated fool into His unfathomable wisdom way of looking at everything.

My Father has done the work in me. I do not any longer claim to know anything. I let my Father lead the way.

Anger Outburst!

Have I been misleading readers to think otherwise? How can this be after so many years of confessing and renouncing my life of foolishness? But my anger subsided.

I Asked of my Father—What Must I Do Now? I Hear,

Again, My child, You are to do nothing else on your own cognition, but to write and publish and optimize what I quicken to you. I am doing the rest.

Sit still. From now on? Do not call or expect any calls. Do not expect anything from anyone.

I am with you. I am taking care of everything about you and your love ones.

Continue with your task. Do not question your doings. I’m the One quickening you to do whatever you need to do or to write on the spot.

Relax. Sleep. Eat and drink whatever I supply for you. Do not complain.

Closing This Post With The Content For The Next ….?

Thursday, July 26, 2018 at 8:47 am.

In My Distress Last Night? I called upon You to make Yourself real to me. Your reality materialized instantaneously. I composed myself.

You set in my mind the graphical expression about the Penthouse. I proceeded to work on it. The distressful circumstances of last night receded for the moment. Slept on and off. Ate. Drank. Finished the graphic, then? Wow!

The Moment Of Truth ….?

The phone rang. Ahmad on the line? Greetings and apologies. Then? The information, and? Call ended.

The moment of truth begins. That information from Ahmad? Only Your call to face my guilt—my sin. I headed for bed to face that moment. WOW!

That shall be the subject for the next post. Meantime and until the next post? Much love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all. Your sister, thia.

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Chapter 15—New Life In The Penthouse BEGINS….?

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

I Have Arrived ….?

A Dream. The HOPE. The PENTHOUSE. The NEW LIFE ….? Do you see the victory smile on my face? A dream? Indeed! A fulfilled dream. A fulfilled promised on that memorable day of October 21, 1986.

Saturday, July 21, 2018 now at 4:19 pm.

Father? It came to me to create a graphic to illustrate this writing. Been working on it since 4:19 pm yesterday. Not finish yet, but!

You Know It, My Father. You Are With Me While I Work ….?

Sunday, July 22, 2018 at 12:44 pm.

All the time? You are inspiring where to go with this now and in the later chapter of the Family-A-True Story.

You don’t waste any of my doings. You don’t waste a minute of my time. No matter what it feels. No matter what I think?

Your loving, watchful eye is always on me. What a blessing! Just read the headline from Nina Amir email today, she asks:

Are you asking–and answering–powerful questions, thia?

O my Father! You have a reason for my connection with Nina Amir as well as all my connection in the inbox.

I will see where you are leading me after I finish with the graphic. Hum! I thought I will elaborate answering Nina’s question, but! No!

The response to that question is proven through my life as a writer. Constantly. Continuously. Asking Powerful Questions, but?

Powerful Answers? Only From The Almighty Father Creator Of Our Beings …?

Monday, July 23, 2018 at 2:03 pm.

Finished, my Father! As if You didn’t know it. Anyhow? Things are percolating in my kitchen. Guess my physical life is centered in my kitchen. Hahaha!

Food has been our trouble from the beginning, and? It continues to be. We are what we eat, both physical/spiritual. Bless our hearts!

Hum! If we can ‘do lunch’ in the middle of the day. And dinner at the end, breakfast to start the day? We are complete!

Let’s miss just one meal? Havoc! Depression. Ill health. Lack of wealth. Our lives become incomplete. Truth? O well! I think I speak for myself, but!

Maybe not. The actions and reactions of people doing just that? It tells me I am not alone. My belly and my mind? Still claiming their time.

Regardless, this is not what I must continue to expound.

What then, my Father? What The Family- A – True Story must continue to expound?

How am I to put together all the stuff coming to me about the misconception of Your ways?

Misconception of Your ways?

Goodness sake! For thousands of years people has been expressing such misconception in all kinds of ways, enough to drive anyone insane, but!

That’s All Coming To The End.

You are in control of end. That? We cannot understand. That? It just came to me. That’s what I must expound and proclaim from now on. Why me?

Why Me? Why Not Me?

The truth? Been given this writing task since August of 1985, and? Have not made it to the best sellers list!

If anything? “Get someone with better English skills!” “You need some serious editing!” “Get a professional to help you here!”

Boohoo about such blunt suggestions ….?

Guess what? Thirty years I have boohoo about such blunt suggestions. Have spent lots of money buying books to learn the trade. Have taken courses.

Have beg for free help big time. Have tried all techniques suggested. Still? I see tens of thousands of people following others, but! Me?

Ha! I have now ARRIVED ….?

O well! No need to elaborate. It’s been quite a ride, but? Followers or not? I have arrived! Look now at my ‘Welcome Penthouse’.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018 at 8:50 am.

A Dream. The HOPE._The PENTHOUSE._The NEW LIFE ….?

Do you see the victory smile on my face? A dream? Indeed! A fulfilled dream. A fulfilled promised on that memorable day of October, 21 1986.

If you return [and give up this mistaken tone of distrust and despair], then I will give you again a settled place of quiet and safety, and you will be My minister; and if you separate the precious from the vile [cleansing your own heart from unworthy and unwarranted suspicions concerning the Almighty’s faithfulness], you shall be My mouthpiece.

Welcome to my Penthouse.

Welcome to Chapter 15. A new life in my Penthouse begins in Chapter 15. Enjoy! Meantime and until the next post? Much love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all. Your sister, thia.

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Chapter 15—New Life In The Penthouse BEGINS….?

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

I Have Arrived ….?

A Dream. The HOPE. The PENTHOUSE. The NEW LIFE ….? Do you see the victory smile on my face? A dream? Indeed! A fulfilled dream. A fulfilled promised on that memorable day of October 21, 1986.

Saturday, July 21, 2018 now at 4:19 pm.

Father? It came to me to create a graphic to illustrate this writing. Been working on it since 4:19 pm yesterday. Not finish yet, but!

You Know It, My Father. You Are With Me While I Work ….?

Sunday, July 22, 2018 at 12:44 pm.

All the time? You are inspiring where to go with this now and in the later chapter of the Family-A-True Story.

You don’t waste any of my doings. You don’t waste a minute of my time. No matter what it feels. No matter what I think?

Your loving, watchful eye is always on me. What a blessing! Just read the headline from Nina Amir email today, she asks:

Are you asking–and answering–powerful questions, thia?

O my Father! You have a reason for my connection with Nina Amir as well as all my connection in the inbox.

I will see where you are leading me after I finish with the graphic. Hum! I thought I will elaborate answering Nina’s question, but! No!

The response to that question is proven through my life as a writer. Constantly. Continuously. Asking Powerful Questions, but?

Powerful Answers? Only From The Almighty Father Creator Of Our Beings …?

Monday, July 23, 2018 at 2:03 pm.

Finished, my Father! As if You didn’t know it. Anyhow? Things are percolating in my kitchen. Guess my physical life is centered in my kitchen. Hahaha!

Food has been our trouble from the beginning, and? It continues to be. We are what we eat, both physical/spiritual. Bless our hearts!

Hum! If we can ‘do lunch’ in the middle of the day. And dinner at the end, breakfast to start the day? We are complete!

Let’s miss just one meal? Havoc! Depression. Ill health. Lack of wealth. Our lives become incomplete. Truth? O well! I think I speak for myself, but!

Maybe not. The actions and reactions of people doing just that? It tells me I am not alone. My belly and my mind? Still claiming their time.

Regardless, this is not what I must continue to expound.

What then, my Father? What The Family- A – True Story must continue to expound?

How am I to put together all the stuff coming to me about the misconception of Your ways?

Misconception of Your ways?

Goodness sake! For thousands of years people has been expressing such misconception in all kinds of ways, enough to drive anyone insane, but!

That’s All Coming To The End.

You are in control of end. That? We cannot understand. That? It just came to me. That’s what I must expound and proclaim from now on. Why me?

Why Me? Why Not Me?

The truth? Been given this writing task since August of 1985, and? Have not made it to the best sellers list!

If anything? “Get someone with better English skills!” “You need some serious editing!” “Get a professional to help you here!”

Boohoo about such blunt suggestions ….?

Guess what? Thirty years I have boohoo about such blunt suggestions. Have spent lots of money buying books to learn the trade. Have taken courses.

Have beg for free help big time. Have tried all techniques suggested. Still? I see tens of thousands of people following others, but! Me?

Ha! I have now ARRIVED ….?

O well! No need to elaborate. It’s been quite a ride, but? Followers or not? I have arrived! Look now at my ‘Welcome Penthouse’.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018 at 8:50 am.

A Dream. The HOPE._The PENTHOUSE._The NEW LIFE ….?

Do you see the victory smile on my face? A dream? Indeed! A fulfilled dream. A fulfilled promised on that memorable day of October, 21 1986.

If you return [and give up this mistaken tone of distrust and despair], then I will give you again a settled place of quiet and safety, and you will be My minister; and if you separate the precious from the vile [cleansing your own heart from unworthy and unwarranted suspicions concerning the Almighty’s faithfulness], you shall be My mouthpiece.

Welcome to my Penthouse.

Welcome to Chapter 15. A new life in my Penthouse begins in Chapter 15. Enjoy! Meantime and until the next post? Much love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all. Your sister, thia.

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A Starry Night Shines In Our Darkness ….?

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

Thursday, July 19, 2018 at 9:40 am.

A Humorous Saga Before This Profound Message Is In Order ….?

O my Precious Father! I hit the gold mine with that headline! For sure! That headline? Will open many minds! WOW!

Father? You sure know Your doings, but! I am so glad for Your wisdom to only disclose to me Your doings one day, even one moment at a time in line.

You tell me I am into the most fabulous time of my life, and? I believe You. I smile big time.

So glad! So complete! So sure of living a fabulous life? I head to the bathroom. I get to the sink to brush my teeth. Suddenly!  A roach disrupts my smile. Grrrr!

Fabulous? What kind of fabulous is this, my Father? I missed the varmint. It disappeared. Where did it go? Peace? Nay, my Father! Is time to panic!

That big ugly thing will infest my beautiful penthouse You gifted to me. Then what? What’s so fabulous about that?

O well! This is not the end of the world, but! it sure feels like it, my Father. Do something. Don’t let that varmint get to me.

I head back to my sleeping spot. What? There is that varmint trying to get under my bed! Oh NO! I can’t get to it. What to do? Father HELP!

It comes to me. My cleaning solution I concocted the other day. That ought to fix that wicked thing.

Quickly! I get the container, and? Flung it missing the target, the varmint escaped again!

Almost in tears? I grabbed my bed cloth making sure the thing had not climbed to it. I put it all in the center of the bed. I began to search.

Aha! There is that varmint trying to crawl on the wall. Let me drench the rest of that solution maybe it’ll work. Did it? Couldn’t figure out what else to do.

I sat in front of this computer. Began to compose myself. Suddenly! I burst in laughter! Fabulous? To let a miserable roach terrified me?

Alright! Let me share this horror with Ahmad. After all? He’s supposed to take care of these things for me.

“Ahmad! Come quickly! A roach in my place! Come help me! That roach is under my bed! Come! Quickly, come!”

Ahmad? He laughed himself silly! Told me all kinds of things about roaches and how they’ll get to me, until? He had to go back to work, and?

I sat there for a minute, then? Somehow, I turned sideways to check the mess I made with the solution. WHAT? There! In the puddle was the varmint on its back—dying!

I smiled, nay! I heartily laughed with thanksgiving in my heart. O my Father? You sure got a sense of humor.

My Loving Father Is In Control Even Of The Funky Roaches! Thank Goodness.

What a fun way to let me know that You are in control even of roaches, ants, flies, and the whole gamut of pesty things that so disturb my peace.

It’s now Thursday, July 19, 2018 at 10:59 am. It’s been fun writing all of that, but! Before writing my fabulous adventure with Mr. Intruder Roach?

I created the graphic to deliver the message for today. What’s that message? One full of hope for our soon to see future.

A Starry Night Shines In Our Darkness ….?

The night has set in. Darkness is dense in a sense, but! Besides the dimmed starts? There is the Eternal Light in our hearts.

Eternal Light?

Indeed! The Light of a Loving Father shinning in our hearts. The Light of His words under our feet leading us all home where we belong.

Can You Believe It?

No matter. Whether you or me or the devil himself believe it or not? Nothing! Nothing whatsoever can separate us from that Loving Father’s heart.

Do you see that empty chair by the entrance of that cozy cabin? Do you see the light shining in the window? Do you see the fire of welcome?

That Loving Father? He has it ALL ready. He’s been sitting in that chair for a long time waiting, waiting, waiting, until?

The appointed time. That time is here. The child is coming. Far off that Loving Father spots His long-gone child coming back.

He rises to the occasion. The child has arrived! With opened arms that Loving Father exclaims,

“Welcome Home

Where You Belong My Daughter/ My Son!”

Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all? Stays there in my heart to stay for eternity, your sister.

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A Starry Night Shines In Our Darkness ….?

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

Thursday, July 19, 2018 at 9:40 am.

A Humorous Saga Before This Profound Message Is In Order ….?

O my Precious Father! I hit the gold mine with that headline! For sure! That headline? Will open many minds! WOW!

Father? You sure know Your doings, but! I am so glad for Your wisdom to only disclose to me Your doings one day, even one moment at a time in line.

You tell me I am into the most fabulous time of my life, and? I believe You. I smile big time.

So glad! So complete! So sure of living a fabulous life? I head to the bathroom. I get to the sink to brush my teeth. Suddenly!  A roach disrupts my smile. Grrrr!

Fabulous? What kind of fabulous is this, my Father? I missed the varmint. It disappeared. Where did it go? Peace? Nay, my Father! Is time to panic!

That big ugly thing will infest my beautiful penthouse You gifted to me. Then what? What’s so fabulous about that?

O well! This is not the end of the world, but! it sure feels like it, my Father. Do something. Don’t let that varmint get to me.

I head back to my sleeping spot. What? There is that varmint trying to get under my bed! Oh NO! I can’t get to it. What to do? Father HELP!

It comes to me. My cleaning solution I concocted the other day. That ought to fix that wicked thing.

Quickly! I get the container, and? Flung it missing the target, the varmint escaped again!

Almost in tears? I grabbed my bed cloth making sure the thing had not climbed to it. I put it all in the center of the bed. I began to search.

Aha! There is that varmint trying to crawl on the wall. Let me drench the rest of that solution maybe it’ll work. Did it? Couldn’t figure out what else to do.

I sat in front of this computer. Began to compose myself. Suddenly! I burst in laughter! Fabulous? To let a miserable roach terrified me?

Alright! Let me share this horror with Ahmad. After all? He’s supposed to take care of these things for me.

“Ahmad! Come quickly! A roach in my place! Come help me! That roach is under my bed! Come! Quickly, come!”

Ahmad? He laughed himself silly! Told me all kinds of things about roaches and how they’ll get to me, until? He had to go back to work, and?

I sat there for a minute, then? Somehow, I turned sideways to check the mess I made with the solution. WHAT? There! In the puddle was the varmint on its back—dying!

I smiled, nay! I heartily laughed with thanksgiving in my heart. O my Father? You sure got a sense of humor.

My Loving Father Is In Control Even Of The Funky Roaches! Thank Goodness.

What a fun way to let me know that You are in control even of roaches, ants, flies, and the whole gamut of pesty things that so disturb my peace.

It’s now Thursday, July 19, 2018 at 10:59 am. It’s been fun writing all of that, but! Before writing my fabulous adventure with Mr. Intruder Roach?

I created the graphic to deliver the message for today. What’s that message? One full of hope for our soon to see future.

A Starry Night Shines In Our Darkness ….?

The night has set in. Darkness is dense in a sense, but! Besides the dimmed starts? There is the Eternal Light in our hearts.

Eternal Light?

Indeed! The Light of a Loving Father shinning in our hearts. The Light of His words under our feet leading us all home where we belong.

Can You Believe It?

No matter. Whether you or me or the devil himself believe it or not? Nothing! Nothing whatsoever can separate us from that Loving Father’s heart.

Do you see that empty chair by the entrance of that cozy cabin? Do you see the light shining in the window? Do you see the fire of welcome?

That Loving Father? He has it ALL ready. He’s been sitting in that chair for a long time waiting, waiting, waiting, until?

The appointed time. That time is here. The child is coming. Far off that Loving Father spots His long-gone child coming back.

He rises to the occasion. The child has arrived! With opened arms that Loving Father exclaims,

“Welcome Home

Where You Belong My Daughter/ My Son!”

Meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you dear Reader and for all? Stays there in my heart to stay for eternity, your sister.