Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Thursday, July 28, 2016 at 9:18 am
Wow! O my Father—O Father of mine? How have You repaired my heart in the blink of despair to start? I wrote above,
It seems there is no answer, O my Father—O Father of mine? All day long I have wandered all over the Internet looking for ways for me to reach Your children all in vain. No matter the approach, Your children remain oblivious to my cry for their response. My heart breaks. Such an excruciating pain. To reach out all in vain.
Even so, I cannot despair. You will my heart repair. The devil rants that You don’t care. My soul? Resting underneath Your everlasting arms. Singing praises unto You with much flair, my soul for You waits. My soul in You hopes and rests. Truth shall prevail. It will never fail.
Today, just this morning, I woke up to an inbox loaded with responses from old and new subscribers. I clicked to check my lost list of followers and there! All my followers back where they had disappeared. I clicked my old digital friend—the famous Opinionated Man only to find a post that moved me to my depth. To him I wrote in a comment,
WOW! How can u manage to move the depth of me? Guess what? I got all my subscribers back! WordPress.com was the culprit. Once I got their attention to reverse the redirect? All is back to normal. I am now hearing from my followers again. Plus, getting new ones. How sweet it is! Father is leading all the way. Now I get to read this beautiful post of yours. Satan had me bound but, Father set me free, in due time that is. Check it out if you may plz. https://www.thia-basilia.com/. Maybe I can manage to move your depth as well. Lol
That my dear followers? Says it all. My heart is repaired. My whole being is steadied. It’s Psalms 37 coming into play,
The steps of a good man are directed and established by my Master—my Beloved Yahuweh/Yahushua when He delights in his way and He busies Himself with his every step. Though he falls, he shall not be utterly cast down, for my Master—my Beloved Yahuweh/ Yahushua grasps his hand in support and upholds him.
Hahaha! HalleluYah! Satan had me bound but Yahuwah/Yahushua set me free! That’s not a spree not a figment of my imagination. That’s the reality of living in my Father’s habitation!
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.