“Poor Basilia” Strikes Again! Dock!

HELLOooo WORLD! …Are you a human being citizen of this world? Me too. Let’s connect! Alright. No need to persuade you about your humanity. But persuasion I need to do on your behalf. You need persuasion to buy Overcoming Supernaturally. Why? To help yourself to supernatural overcome all your troublesome matters in the world. Ah! Silly me! The persuasion in this letter is not really about buying the book or buying ANYTHING at all. Read on and let persuasion do its thing.

New President. New Beginning For The USA. Hum! New Beginning Not Only For Me? Oh? Walking On Water My Gaze Set On My Master …

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Thursday, November 10, 2016 at 3:41 am

Dear friend,
Do you want to make our Creator laugh? Tell Him about your plans to succeed in this treacherous world of nothing else but troubles & tribulations. Ha! I for one keep Him in stitches! Yeah! I do but! He reciprocates! There is nothing that compares to the laughter our Father/Creator bursts in our souls! He makes me laugh at my own stupidity and flips the coin and makes me ‘smart’! Hey! How come I didn’t think of that?…and on it goes.

I talk to my Father. He talks to me. Or? Is it the other way around? Sometimes in my most pious days, I would be going on with my perennial litany: “Make me into what You want me to be.” Suddenly! I heard,

“What is it My child that you want Me to make you into? I already made you a human being. Go! Be a genuine human being! Renounce that distasteful hypocrisy of yours! Why do you want to be super good? Is it not for your own selfish gain?”

Ha! Now You tell me! Okay! I’ll be but! How can I be ‘genuine’? I rack my brains trying to be. Only to find out I am not! It does not make sense, O my Father—O Father of mine! I have no clarity. I have no competence. I have no confidence. O! my doom for sure! Or? Am I talking or writing nonsense?

Yeah, O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, for sure you just recorded seven sentences of nonsense! Clarity. Competence. Confidence? I have handed it all to you in the silver platter of the power of My love from on high. So, quit your nonsense. Go on with the task I have assigned on to you. In case you have been sidetracked by the wiles of your imagination, let Me renew your mind:

Tuesday, October 25, 2016 at 3:06 pm
O my Father—O Father of mine? One more set back. The Internet is cut again. The work is truncated. Without Internet, I cannot operate. Perhaps I won’t have to respond to that phrase for now. I am not in panic, only wondering what is the meaning of this set back? Perhaps it is time for me to take a break? Perhaps I should work on The Harvest Today? I wait on You…..and on and on I go for six long pages. Do you think that would magnetize anyone?

Tuesday, October 25, 2016 at 5:44 pm
O my Father—O Father of mine? You know everything happening in our lives. Ahmad had to go back to Aqaba. I have been waiting to hear from him the whole afternoon. I have no idea of how things have turned out for him. Even so, I refuse to give way to my imagination. I lift my voice to ask You for Ahmad’s deliverance of whatever situation he finds himself in.

No matter what kind of bad situation Your child can find himself in, You are in control of his life and my life. I refuse to doubt Your providence for us. You promised to do good for us. I wait on You without fear or doubt. Thanks for hearing and answering my plea for deliverance.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016 at 12:55 am
I will go back to bed. Cannot keep my eyes opened. I slept for quite a few hours. I woke up after 5 am. I been working on the heading for A Book Blog.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016 at 7:23 am
It seems to me, O my Father—O Father of mine? It seems to me I am watching the same panorama every single day of my existence. People coming & going. High voices talking about nothing of intrinsic value I am sure. Multitude of children sometimes rushing backpacks on their backs on to school. Sometimes, playing. Other times for the most furlong, aiming around like lost chickens in a prairie.

Me? Sometimes for the most I am intense in the task You have given unto me. Other times the bleak moment I am passing through gets the best of me. Momentarily I feel the blunt of the attack to my mind & body. Momentarily the pressure of isolation gets unbearable to the point of squirming in despair and poor old me. Then, it all passes by me until who knows when, the bleakness returns.

So, what? You are in control of it all. You never promised me a bed of roses without thorns. You clearly let me know what to expect from the human element. Just as clear You have let me know of Your providence for me and all of my concern. All of my concern? Surely, all of my concern includes not only Ahmad and my children and family but also, the multitude that have crossed my path one way or the other.

Strange dream or was it a vision?

Wednesday, October 26, 2016 at 2:49 pm
O my Father—O Father of mine? What is the meaning of that empty depressing house that I saw in my dream? I went to bed because I was drowsy. I asked You to speak to me in my dream. I dozed. I found myself standing in an open picture window. I held on to the frame of the window. I looked inside of the house. Tall walls. Dirty carpet. A man sitting in some elevated chair with his feet extended. He was talking on the phone. He finished his talk. Perhaps I asked if that was his house. I understood he was a school principal. He lived there with his mom and sister. I asked about a wife. He kind of squirmed around but did not answer. I woke up.

The way I am feeling right now? Perhaps as empty and depressed as that house looked. I cannot continue writing about dreams, O my Father—O Father of mine, You know it. There is no evidence or proof that in fact You are speaking to me. The only indication to this moment is that I am still the same as I used to be—Bipolar.

Unless You prove to me that it is not so, I cannot continue writing. I’ll just stay right here and see what my fate shall be. Whatever, I am 77 years old so I should not have long to wait for my death.

You know that I am not looking for fame & fortune. By no means I intent to promote things to satisfy the carnal self. All I want is to promote the message that You have for the whole world. I can do that with humor. I can do it with poetry. I can do it with challenging articles. Articles to get Your children populating this world to reconsider their way. I can do it sharing my journal. I can do all of it by Your power of love from on high, through the medium You are making available for me—could be the Reader’s Digest Magazine or the whole world of successful copywriters. Otherwise, I do not want to do anything at all.

Ha! It just came to me. You did speak to me in that dream. You made me see how empty and depressive it is to be somebody of importance like a school principal in this dirty and empty world that we inhabit. I cringe at the thought of becoming somebody of importance in this world by the power of the human mind. So? That’s how You made me come to my deciding moment as I wrote it above. Hahaha! HalleluYah!

Wow! My deciding moment. Let it go on record. Today, Wednesday, October 26, 2016 at 3:38 pm my deciding moment came to pass. From here on up, the power of love from on high shall take me to the highest peak where I can freely commune with You alone, O my Father—O Father of mine, just like Yahushua did when He walked among man. What? I went to look for that passage of the Scriptures. I read it. My eyes popped. My mouth dropped. Exactly the moment I am passing through.

Only it is all symbolically written. For I have read that passage countless times without having the effect that it did as I read it this time. This was an incident like the time when Yahushua was sleeping in the boat’s cabin. A storm was raging. The disciples woke Him in panic. Yahushua calmed the storm. This incident happened after the disciples had witnessed the mighty miracles Yahushua performed.

Same in this passage. Yahushua fed the 5000 with one loaf of bread. Then He sent the disciples away but He went to the mountains to pray or to be alone with the Father. While the disciples were sailing to the other side of the lake a storm developed. Yahushua was in the mountains praying but, He knew they were in trouble so He came to them walking on water. Peter asked for proof that it was Yahushua by letting Peter walk in water as well. Peter walked on the water but, when he saw the waves he panicked!

Exactly what is happening to me on this moment of my journey. I have put my foot forward to earn money with my writing skills. Something like walking on water to me—an impossible feat to conquer. But, Father leads me all the way. Father is making things happen for this impossible matter to materialize for me.

Even so, my Internet is cut just when I am waiting to hear about a great opportunity to get in with Reader’s Digest. Thus, I have thrown a fit of doubt. Fear that all things Father has promised to me are not true. I have taken my eyes off my Father. I have placed my eyes on the possibility of still doing things by the power of my mind—the waves that distracted my gaze from my Father to myself or the possibility of doing things by the power of my mind. So, I am beginning to drawn. Wow! SAVE ME MASTER! Up went my cry. Down came the extended hand of my saving Master.

O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, is there an end to My thoughts and loving care about and for you? I know you. Even before your natural birth, I knew you. I was there when you were being formed in the womb of your mother. Even before your natural birth, I scheduled each day of your life.

Yes, My child, even your detours from the righteous path in My Presence, even your moments in the pit of the mire of sin and death, I was there. I kept you. It was inevitable for you to suffer. I taught you obedience by the things you suffered in the mire of sin & death.

What is next for you and your loved ones, O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Eyes have not seen neither has entered in the human mind what I have prepared for you and your loved ones, O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart. Even now, in the preeminent return of your Messiah, while you wait for His return, I will soon manifest My living words to you for all to see your good works. For all to magnify & honor My name because of your good works I have performed within you. I am empowering you to wait with confidence & assurance for My deliverance.

Indeed, O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, indeed, you have clarity, competence and most of all you have placed your confidence in Me by the power of My love from on high. You are now sitting still while the power of My deliverance of your world is taking place.

How ‘bout that, O my Father—O Father of mine, how ‘bout that? Should I now post this in the spots You are leading me to post this matter? Alright! Quickly I now go to the task You have empowered me to perform. Lead the way my Father, show me clear the spots I am to post this matter.

Thursday, November 10, 2016 at 7:08 am
O my Father—O Father of mine, I done lost track. I just read Your specific instructions that I was to go to my friend to discuss the plan You have for all of us. I was to leave on the 4th of November to talk to my friend. It did not come to pass.

Instead, on Sunday, October 30, 2016 around 9:12 am it came to me to call my friend Muna. Shocking news—my beloved friend Adeeb was dead! Unbelievable shock to my soul. Next thing I was on my way to see his body one last time.

Three days of mourning among thousands of devoted members of the family and friends gathered together to comfort each other. Me? Many placed their arms around my shoulders telling me of their love for me as a member of the family. What an honor!

O my Father—O Father of mine, many inquired about my whereabouts. In his death, my friend opened the door for the message of Your power of love from high to reach the ears of many in the family. Such a matter was not possible while my friend was still alive. Amazing!

Now I find myself in a quandary again but! Day by day the matter of Your purpose for my existence becomes more clear than the day before. You have raised me to deliver Your final message to restore Your children. How can I, O my Father—O Father of mine? How can I? The country is in a state of euphoria. Little do they know, euphoria is not love.

There is no change. There is no inkling of repentance. Back to Christmas time. Back to gift giving & taking. Back to business as usual. The callers to repentance? Bah-humbug! Doomsayers! Yahushua’s words pronounced loud & clear for all to understand? Ah! Oh! That’s for the ‘Jews’ not for me! God is love!

First commandment? Of course, we love God but! Our families come first. On goes the Second commandment before the first. We must love ourselves as we love our neighbor. We are A-OK! Let’s celebrate! What then? What is next? Isaiah Chapter 1, is next My child.

When you come to appear before Me, who requires of you that your [unholy feet] trample My courts? Bring no more offerings of vanity (emptiness, falsity, vainglory, and futility); [your hollow offering of] incense is an abomination to Me; the New Moons and Sabbaths, the calling of assemblies, I cannot endure–[it is] iniquity and profanation, even the solemn meeting.
Your New Moon festivals and your [hypocritical] appointed feasts My soul hates. They are an oppressive burden to Me; I am weary of bearing them. And when you spread forth your hands [in prayer, imploring help], I will hide My eyes from you; even though you make many prayers, I will not hear.
Your hands are full of blood! Wash yourselves, make yourselves clean; put away the evil of your doings from before My eyes! Cease to do evil, Learn to do right! Seek justice, relieve the oppressed, and correct the oppressor. Defend the fatherless, plead for the widow. Come now, and let us reason together, says the Master.
Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall be like wool. If you are willing and obedient, you shall eat the good of the land; But if you refuse and rebel, you will be devoured by the sword. For the mouth of the Master has spoken it. (Isaiah 1:12-20)

Ignore the euphoric state of the country. Continue to deliver My message to restore My children to the original state for their creation. Deliver this message to my Servant Ray Edwards. I will do the rest.

O my Father—O Father of mine? Let Your will be done every step of my way in Your Presence. Take the coal, touch my lips, here I am. Thank You for not only making things clear to me but also for empowering me to obey You in spite of my own doubts & fears.
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia

His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

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