Lamenting. Complaining. Judging You O Mighty One? …

Now? For The Issue Of My Presence In This Forsaken Area …

Why am I still trying to understand? Why am still questioning my pain, misery, and lack of fellowship with Ahmad? For an answer You quoted me words from the past. Quote:

And the wound bleeds …

My Yah! My Yah why have You forsaken me?

There is silence in the heavens

No way to change the decree

To set us free!

“Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Today. Pause. Reflect more than yesterday. The flesh must daily die. Reborn? Only the spirit—My life I breathed into you at the moment of your creation. What part of those plain words is it that you do not understand?

• Could it be you are still entertaining the thought of your own glorification?
• Could it be you are still entertaining your own thoughts of the wound inflicted upon you to be greater than the wound you inflicted upon them?
• Could it be you are judging Me?
• Could it be you do not understand my decree to set you free?

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Today. Pause. Reflect more than yesterday. Yes! This is something damn if you do. Worse if you don’t, but! No need to lament anymore about your doings or not doings.

Yahushua is now controlling your damning thoughts.

• Whether you do or don’t do.
• Whether I give you relief or not relief.
• Whether the sun shines or not.
• Whether the cloudy skies sink your heart?

None of it matter! I am at work.

Now, go, write it before them on a tablet and inscribe it in a book, that it may be as a witness for the time to come forevermore.

Man O Man! Master? You Have Surely Sober Me Up! …

Don’t really understand dilly squat about this forsaken area, but! I am quite certain now this is my place to be until Your face I see, until I heard Your “Well done you faithful servant.”

Of Course, That’s About The Talents Or Resources You Entrusted To Me, True …

You have gifted me with the ability to obey Your command to feed Your sheep. But You also gifted me Your love as a bride. My greatest anticipation is for my GROOM to embrace me at last.

Even So? I Have Sinned Against You …

Thursday, December 12, 2019 at 11:33 am.

I have sinned against You with all my demands, with that lurking ambition for my glorification instead of Yours, but! You have mercifully convicted, empowered me to repent and restored a right spirit within me.

So? Altogether? It’s A Win-Win Situation For Me …

Thursday, December 12, 2019 at 1:00 pm.

I have not seen Ahmad for a week. None of his promises to help me have materialized. My supplies are already dwindling. Now I have no water. Still, no sign of Ahmad, and?

No Desire At All To Call For Help. Why? …

I do not need any help. I am now fully convinced. My help does not come from Ahmad. My help comes from You. Because it is so, You have supplied all needed to take care of myself while Ahmad goes through with his business.

This You Have Been Doing, But! Not Quite Grasped In My Mind …

Not as it is grasped even today in the latest developments from Your hand of mercy. It’s 1:24 pm. About 10 minutes ago, as I finished the last sentence, I noticed the inbox with one important email. I clicked.