It’s So Easy To Set My Eyes On The Matter Not What Matters …
Dear faithful followers,
Friday, August 23, 2019 at 9:26 am.
I been in the furnace of affliction big time since I posted last. You’ll read all about it should you be enticed to read what I’ll post next.
Phew! What A Relief! Let’s Sing A New Song Together Shall We? …
It’s A New Day!
Yes! I love you with the love of my Yah!
Yes! I love you with the love of my Yah!
For I see in you the esteem of His face!
Yes! I love you with the love of our Yah!
Shut the door to all bad
The Only Choice?
My troubles? For a worthy reason …?
Monday, August 19, 2019 at 11:55 am.
O but I am aggravated and troubled with my own self! You know it my Master. That’s the way You are bringing matters to light for the whole lot of Your created ones not only to see but!
To See The Cause Not The Matter …?
Let me put it like this, me—myself! I been great at hitting the like or making a beautiful positive or not so positive comment whenever a post hits my silly bone. Well? NO MORE! Why?
The Reality Of The Creator Has Stripped Me To The Bones And Marrow Of The Deepest Part Of My Soul …
There you have it in a nutshell. I been so quick to give my approval or disapproval of whatsoever came my way until? The last few days even to this moment.
I am the one who ate. I am the one who continued to eat until now …?
What am I talking about? I am talking about the blame game that we humans play and live by.
By George! The blame game that we humans play and live by …
The multitude of essays blaming the devil the moms and pops the democrats and monster rats is staggering!
What About Me? What About Me? What About Me? …
What about you? Well, thiaBasilia, speak for yourself! I am not like you. You are not? Thank goodness! For a minute there I thought you were in mind and thought aligned in perfect line with me.
Wrong Conclusion. My Own Delusion. My Own Assumption…?
O my Master! A few days ago You revealed to me the paradigm of my life or the veil covering my ignorance of the truth that set me free, and?
Since Then You Have Rented That Veil. I Can Now Clearly See. It’s Not About Them. It’s About Me! …?
The best part? I have quit putting in my two cents worth in likes and comments and responses and emotional upheavals about it all because? Because it’s not about them. It’s all primarily about me along my own delusions and conclusions.
Guess What? My Quit? Open Door For The Master To Step In The Stage Of The Age …?
But I’m getting stale with my tale. I’ll take a break. At last! Ahmad is supposed to bring me the dirt and plants for my garden. Things are beginning to progress in my recess. Hearty anticipation. Can’t hardly wait.
Endurance? It Takes A Different Face Day By Day …
Monday, August 19, 2019 at 4:05 pm.
Even moment by moment. I was so anticipating to get the so much needed dirt today, but! It did not happen! No dirt. No containers to transplant the few plants needing transplanting. Yet?
I Have The Power To Withstand This Hardship Or Stressful Situation …
That’s one of the faces of ‘endurance’. There is really nothing I can do about the situation. Calling Ahmad, telling him the problem? Useless. So?
I Come To You, My Master. I Cast The Frustration Under You Feet …
Not only my frustration and disappointment but also this feeling and thinking of mine—this miserable discomfort in my body.
- Leg cramps—muscle pain—hurts to sit or stand—hurts to move—and?
- My burning feet.
- The Internet.
- MS WORD acting up.
- Hot smoldering weather.
- Dread to lay down and sweat.
- My mood swinging downward.
- HELP! I’ll lay down. I’ll wait for Your help. 4:44 pm
And The Earth Keeps Rotating …
Monday, August 19, 2019 at 7:31 pm.
And so is my mood around my senses rotating. And my body? Aggravating! My mind? Over circulating. My feet another defeat. That all is the face of endurance.
Pray For Me. Pray For Me? What A Fallacy! Did We Not Read? …
The prayer and answer been gone on from the beginning of time, but! It did not change the course that mankind wanted to follow. So? Quote:
Jer 11:14 Therefore do not pray for this people or lift up a cry or prayer for them, for I will not listen when they cry out to Me in the time of their evil trouble.
Ah! But! Paul Say To Pray …?
Tuesday, August 20, 2019 at 9:22 am.
That was my stumbling block. I jumped from Yahushua’s to Paul’s words. For years on end, I followed Paul’s words, but You knew it my Master. No need for me to regret.
- Working on graphics all day. Will continue recording when I wake up, perhaps. It’s now Tuesday, August 20, 2019 at 5:49 pm.
Woke Up To A Promising Comment …
Tuesday, August 20, 2019 at 9:11 pm.
O my Master! Your faithfulness! Just when I go so down thinking that no one cares? Up You quicken someone to show me they do care. What a blessing.
Pain And Sorrow Are Inevitable In This World …
But You overcome the world for me. Right now? Trouble. Ahmad’s phone is broke. No way to communicate. Have not heard from the family either, and? My body! From my head to my toes is wailing! I wait.
Time To Exercise The Power Of Endurance While I Wait On You …?
Where am I with the posting, my Master? Let me see. Maybe the Net will cooperate. Nay! No Net. I’ll step out in the roof let the wind blow away even my troubled mind.
My Troubles Are Blown Away …?
Tuesday, August 20, 2019 at 11:41 pm.
By the Wind of Your Loving Spirit my troubles are blown away! Ahmad showed up at last bearing my containers and dirt and hot food as well as a troubled mind showing in his face.
He gathered the extra chair. He sat. I ate. We talked back and forth …
Whatever for we talked back and forth? The horror in his mind. His young neighbor’s tragic death last night. My troubles, but mainly? Our loving Father at work for our good regardless our own thinking.
Indeed! Despite All The Evil Coming Our Way? Your Mightiness Is At Work …?
At work without ceasing to restore Your creation, including us—Your so loved children. Ahmad left. His countenance? Relaxed. Smiling. Myself? No words to describe my awe of Your doings, my Master.
A New Promising Day Ahead …?
Wednesday, August 21, 2019 at 12:03 am.
Looking forward to a planting day. For now? I am not sleepy for a change. I’ll see about working on a slider for all the logos created.
- Worked of the slides until around 2:00 am. Slept until around 4:30 am and? Began my planting spree! Forgot to drink or eat until around 9 am. Then? Got sidetracked with an offer to get the needed computer on time.
Are You Setting The Stage For A New Way For Me Here In Jordan?
August 21, 2019 at 10:47 am.
Master? You know I need a computer, but! You also know that I will not take things into my own hands to get one. I also need a printer, a monitor, an extra tetra external drive.
Monthly Basis Seems Good To Me If …
I could get it here in Jordan. Only You can fix it so. I would be a miracle to solve all my computer problems if there would be a supplier here to provide that service for me. Even so?
O My Master? Deliver Me From Setting Myself In Futility …
It is really exciting to think of a possibility of getting new things that could resolve many problems, but!
We Can Easily Become Attached Bound By Pleasure And Comfort …
Speaking from the horse’s mouth again. Not only attached bound by such pleasure but also resentful when such things were not at my disposal. But that’s the past.
It’s A New Day For Me. Time To Sing With A Fling Even If Nothing Is My Thing …
Wednesday, August 21, 2019 at 5:28 pm.
O yeah! I will sing of Your mercies O my Yah! Forever I will sing. O my Yah reigns and blessed be His name, let the Yah of my deliverance be exalted!
- Back to the graphics then to sleep when the weather cools off. Much reflection on the situation between Ahmad and myself. Conclusion. Slept for a while. My lil friend brought me some food. I cooked. I ate. Next?
Ray Edward’s Email Much Disturbed Me This Time. Why …?
I feel like crying but my eyes are dry. My heart is constricted. My mind is spinning. The question is again, ‘What about me, my Master?’
Yes! I Am Impressed, But! …?
Thursday, August 22, 2019 at 12:08 am.
I can’t shake off the horrible feeling of being left out. Ray Edwards is a big man in the eyes of the multitude that follows him. And now that You are dealing with him? He is becoming bigger yet.
Ha! That’s The Reason For My Heart Constriction …?
You have blessed Ray with millions. Me? Nothing. Zilch! Zero. Pain and lack it’s all I got to show for physically. That’s not a brainer. Ray is great among a multitude. Me?
What About Me, My Master? …
I was ready to sing Your praises with a fling. Suddenly? My song went ding o long. No longer in my heart a song. My heart is constricted. No room for a song.
I Want To Cry, But My Eyes Are Dry …
Sleep and wait. The only thing to do. It’s 4:11 am. Four hrs. of sleep did not do too good this time, my Master. I am hurting big time! But it is not about hurt pain or lack of it.
What Is It All About Then? It Came To Me Big Time On Waking Up …?
Thursday, August 22, 2019 at 4:18 am.
It’s about the power of Your love and wisdom or? Us human beings doing our own thing and following each other with a fling!
Been Following Ray Edwards Unaware. WHAT?
O set me free from my shock! Up to yesterday? Been hoping to get Ray Edwards attention to no avail. Been thinking You have raised Ray Edwards to materialize the preparation for the great tribulation, but!
Not Independent Of What You Have Been Doing With Me …?
That’s the clue for my distress at best! It does not make sense. You have done all this work in my life for people to see my good work of obedience and exalt Your name not mine, but!
In My Estimation? The Big Wheels Are Bypassing …?
O O O! Me or my good works of obedience? Distasteful hypocrisy’s visit in my quarters. How easy can I cater to hypocrisy. Yes! Indeed! What am I talking about?
Ray Edwards Emails Giving Me The Wrong Impression To Be Personal, And? …
My devastating shock to find out those emails are nothing else than the marketing technique that Ray Edwards teaches, but!
My Shock Is Passing. Your Wisdom Is Setting In Amidst My Painful Thing …?
O what a trip! I have no choice but to quit catering to my hypocritical desires for fame and fortune. Duh! O well! Humor instead of anger must come into place now. Here I am:
You got me set on testing grounds as I’m finding out just now.
What are You testing? I thought I had done passed the finals.
Passed the finals?
Long stretch yet before the final mark to get.
Many more tests yet.
When I don’t get?
Yes, I do get pain instead of gain, but!
Endure for sure.
Ah! Duh! Forgot all about that power!
What must I endure?
- Pain no gain and lack that’s what.
- Ahmad and family and customs in this forsaken area.
- My children.
- Frances and Jimmy.
- Don Esposito.
- Ray Edwards.
- Plus all gamut of leaders and followers doing their own thing.
- Wow! And You have given me the power to endure them all? O man! Power to endure is not getting a hold on me, my Master! HELP!
I See It, My Master. I See It. You Are Helping Me To See …?
With the least provocation I tend to regress not to progress. What? Ahmad is Your business, but! Before I can blink an eye I want to take him back as my business. Pow! Hits the painful blow! And so?
How Are You To Remove This Blow?
Going to check the roof while I reconsider my demise. Back. It looks like rain. I covered the box with the jars with plastic. Maybe it’ll protect it from the rain.
A Humorous Life Not Necessary A Laughing Matter …?
Thursday, August 22, 2019 at 7:24 am.
Slight difference between humor and laughter. Humor can come with wisdom not with frivolously laughter. I am falling asleep in front of the screen. I saw a bright red background for graphics.
It Was Brief, But Red? Perhaps …
Not wanting to see truths that You are putting right in front of me. Just worn out! Today? Would have been Cory’s birthday. Perhaps I don’t want to see the truth in that whole affair.
Perhaps Not Wanting To See The Truth In All Affairs Going On …?
The truth? I must endure. I must not despair. Let all affairs go on and on. Let the power of Your love and wisdom take over it all. I’ll chill out! The pain is subsiding. Hope for a productive day in Your Presence.
Now what, my Master? I’m waiting on You …?
Thursday, August 22, 2019 at 9:35 am.
- I refuse to premeditate what am I to say. I’ll try sleep.
Searching. Searching. Waiting. Waiting …?
Thursday, August 22, 2019 at 2:08 pm.
What is it that I am searching, waiting for? my Master. I am at my wits end again. Why? Because I cannot find whatever I am searching for nor have much of an idea of what am I waiting for.
The Development Of It All? Brings Me To This State And Condition Of Myself …?
Even so? I fear not. No matter my state and condition You know my determination to stay put—to remain steady in Your Presence. No matter what? I will not return to my old ways.
Why Am I So Sure? Sure To Stay Put …?
Because this time—this stage of my life? You are sustaining and maintaining me. You, not myself, not any other human prop. You—You alone sustain and maintain me in Your Presence under Your loving care.
That’s The Fact To Be Exact …
Friday, August 23, 2019 at 5:22 am.
The awful memories of a long gone past remain. No way to erase them, but! No need to fear them either. Those are the tyrants that held me imprisoned. As it’s written for Israel’s nation, so it is for me. Quote:
IN THAT day shall this song be sung in the land of Judah: We have a strong city; the Master sets up salvation as walls and bulwarks. Open the gates, that the uncompromisingly righteous nation which keeps her faith and her troth with YHWH may enter in.
You will guard him and keep him in perfect and constant peace whose mind both its inclination and its character is stayed on You, because he commits himself to You, leans on You, and hopes confidently in You.
So trust in the Master—commit yourself to Him, lean on Him, hope confidently in Him forever; for the Master YHWH is an everlasting Rock—the Rock of Ages. For He has brought down the inhabitants of the height, the lofty city; He lays it low, lays it low to the ground; He brings it even to the dust. The foot has trampled it down–even the feet of the poor, and the steps of the needy.
The way of the consistently righteous—those living in moral and spiritual rectitude in every area and relationship of their lives is level and straight; You, O Master, Who are upright, direct aright and make level the path of the uncompromisingly just and righteous. Yes, in the path of Your judgments, O Master, we wait expectantly for You; our heartfelt desire is for Your name and for the remembrance of You.
My soul yearns for You O Master in the night, yes, my spirit within me seeks You earnestly; for only when Your judgments are in the earth will the inhabitants of the world learn righteousness—uprightness and right standing with YHWH.
Though favor is shown to the wicked, yet they do not learn righteousness; in the land of uprightness they deal perversely and refuse to see the majesty of the Master. Though Your hand is lifted high to strike, Master, they do not see it. Let them see Your zeal for Your people and be ashamed; yes, let the fire reserved for Your enemies consume them.
Master, You will ordain peace—YHWH’s favor and blessings, both temporal and spiritual for us, for You have also wrought in us and for us all our works. O Master, our YHWH, other masters besides You have ruled over us, but we will acknowledge and mention Your name only.
They the former tyrant masters are dead, they shall not live and reappear; they are powerless ghosts, they shall not rise and come back. Therefore You have visited and made an end of them and caused every memory of them—every trace of their supremacy to perish.
You have increased the nation, O Master; You have increased the nation. You are esteemed; You have enlarged all the borders of the land.
Master, when they were in trouble and distress, they sought and visited You; they poured out a prayerful whisper when Your chastening was upon them.
As a woman with child drawing near the time of her delivery is in pain and writhes and cries out in her pangs, so we have been before You—at Your Presence, O Master. We have been with child, we have been writhing and in pain; we have, as it were, brought forth only wind. We have not wrought any deliverance in the earth, and the inhabitants of the world of Israel have not yet been born.
Your dead shall live O Master; the bodies of our dead set apart ones shall rise. You who dwell in the dust, awake and sing for joy! For Your dew O Master is a dew of sparkling light—heavenly, supernatural dew; and the earth shall cast forth the dead to life again; for on the land of the shades of the dead You will let Your dew fall. As it is written in Ezek. 37:11-12.
Come, my people, enter your chambers and shut your doors behind you; hide yourselves for a little while until the Master’s wrath is past.
For behold, the Master is coming out of His place—heaven to punish the inhabitants of the earth for their iniquity; the earth also will disclose the blood shed upon her and will no longer cover her slain and conceal her guilt. End of quote.
I Leave It At That. A New Day. To Shut Behind My Past’s Door? That’s What My Mind Is Set For…
Friday, August 23, 2019 at 5:54 am.
For days now those ghostly memories flared up to trouble my mind, but! No need to fear. The reality? It’s set in my mind—those ghostly memories are only ghosts—they are dead, they shall not live and reappear.
Until the next time whenever!
Much love to all, thiaBasilia. 🙂