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. 🙂
