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On The Spot: “Quit Imagining Things. Go To The Family”!…

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Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Thursday, December 29, 2016 at 10:05 am

Father, is it time for me to go? Where am I to go my Father? The dreadful time is at the door for what is happening with the kings of this earth. Their aim to destroy Jerusalem is about to flourish. There is only one way out. Repentance. Otherwise? I tremble for all unrepentant ones.

Friday, December 30, 2016 at 4:52 am

On the spot: “Quit imagining things. go to the family”. Without hesitation, I obeyed the mandate coming to my mind. Hum! Talking ‘bout reality? There they are, one of the moms included having a nice breakfast! Did anyone call me? Nay! Calm, peace, without missing a bite and with smile comes the Welcome! You hungry Basilia? No! not hungry! I need to talk to Ahmad! Calmly comes the reply, “I will call Ahmad for you when I finish my breakfast.”

O man! How can I make my point? I need to talk to Ahmad NOW! He took my ID and my money! He promised to come back. He never did. Two days still, no heater! I am cold. I have no money. I have no minutes! I cannot call him! I need to talk to Ahmad!

Calmly again comes the same reply, “I will call Ahmad for you when I finish my breakfast.” I am beginning to come down. I begin to make apologies and explanations. Speaking English to Arabic audience. Futile but! Their calm & cheerful attitude begins to have a good effect in my troubled emotions. Suddenly! I begin to smile. Next? Ahmad on the line!

“Why you no call me?”
“I am sorry, Basilia. No minutes. No money.” “Why you lying to me? You have money I gave to you!”

“Basilia, Basilia that’s not my money. I cannot touch it. Much trouble getting heater but, I now have it. Will bring it latter on.”

“Hum! I sure hope you do! “ “I will visit you tonight, I promise.” “Ha! Always the same promise!”

Talking about reality? The Good. The Bad. And the Ugly to burst the flames of criminal rage. The calming balm of a smile to defuse such flames! Am I getting it? Is Father getting His way with me? Hum! I should say, “Big time!”

Indeed! Beaming with joy Ahmad made his appearance last night loaded with a great heater, 2 jars of good honey, a good size jar of Tahini and four pounds of healthy butter. All to a humble & sensible mom of his! I DID NOT say, “But you did not bring me…?! Can you believe it? I am sure you do.

All is well now with our souls! On goes my New Life in the Spirit of our Father/Creator. Genuine, passionate, healthy, unique child of the Father/Creator He has turned out of this lump of clay in past days! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
What’s next? Whatever! it would be for the delight of our Father as well as your delight my dear & beloved reader.

His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

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These Are Days For Me To Face Reality. Forget About A Pie In The Sky…

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Behold! The Power Of Love From On High. It will prevail. It will not ever fail!

Oh, how great is Your goodness, which You have laid up for those who fear, revere, and worship You, goodness which You have wrought for those who trust and take refuge in You before the sons of men!

Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Wednesday, December 28, 2016 at 10:55 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine? I thank You for Your words in Psalms 31. The happenings in my midst in the last two days nearly knocked me down for good but! Because of those words, I am now strong. I let my heart take courage. I wait for and hope for and expect the Master! Period.

Psalms 31:15-24
My times are in Your hands; deliver me from the hands of my foes and those who pursue me and persecute me.
Let Your face shine on Your servant; save me for Your mercy’s sake and in Your loving-kindness.
Let me not be put to shame, O Master, or disappointed, for I am calling upon You; let the wicked be put to shame, let them be silent in Sheol (the place of the dead).
Let the lying lips be silenced, which speak insolently against the [consistently] righteous with pride and contempt.
Oh, how great is Your goodness, which You have laid up for those who fear, revere, and worship You, goodness which You have wrought for those who trust and take refuge in You before the sons of men!
In the secret place of Your presence You hide them from the plots of men; You keep them secretly in Your pavilion from the strife of tongues.
Blessed be the Master! For He has shown me His marvelous loving favor when I was beset as in a besieged city.
As for me, I said in my haste and alarm, I am cut off from before Your eyes. But You heard the voice of my supplications when I cried to You for aid.
O love the Master, all you His saints! The Master preserves the faithful, and plentifully pays back him who deals haughtily.
Be strong and let your heart take courage, all you who wait for and hope for and expect the Master!

Thursday, December 29, 2016 at 4:43 am

O my Father—O Father of mine? Whatever You have in mind for me today, let it be! I refuse to pay mind to the wiles of my imagination. You are my Master. I am Your bond servant by the power of Your love from on high. I am not in this world by the wiles of Satan. Indeed! I am here by Your will design and purpose.

You knew me before I was born. You schedule each day of my life before any of my days came to be. You know my thoughts and words before I even think or say them. You are thinking about me when I go to sleep. When I wake up? You still thinking about me. How can I get away from You in the face of such facts?

These are days for me to face reality. Forget about a pie in the sky! No need to expect the fairy godmother to whack me on the head to transform me into a pot of gold. The reality of my existence on these earthly grounds is setting in big time!

No need to grab on to the wiles of my imagination to make havoc not only of my life but also of everyone within my close circle of family & friends. I must do what is in Your mind for me to do. What that would be? That is the one reality I must realize & accept. For You only let me know what I must do on the spot.

In the last 9 months, Your ‘on the spot’ instructions have cost me my life of comfort on these earthly grounds. You have taken & given not only things but! You have ripped my treasured children from my wicked heart. My most treasured friends have followed suit. One last child and one last friend have remained but! They now must go! You take & You give. All in Your time. Your wisdom beyond it all is unfathomable. Blessed be Your name forever.

The reality of the moment is not about things. It is not about this thing we humans define with all kinds of words liken to, ‘love’-‘kindness’ – ‘politeness’ – ‘understanding’ – and so far. For the whole lot of such definitions are nothing else but! Distasteful hypocrisy.

The power of love from on high is descending upon us. Of necessity, we have to grab on to it. Oh? Indeed, all human definitions about ‘love’-‘kindness’ – ‘politeness’ – ‘understanding’ – and so far are now giving way to the irresistible power of love from on high—genuine love exposing that distasteful hypocrisy in our human natures.

Behold! The Power Of Love From On High. It will prevail. It will not ever fail!

His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

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To Be Genuine. Am I Genuine? Hum! I Tremble…

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Monday, December 26, 2016 at 4:59 AM

My Father, You are an awesome Yah! To this date You promised to give me back what I gave up for Your sake. In the last few days Ahmad & I have been ironing out our differences. Yazeed expressed how I have changed for the best.

Yesterday, I was notified of my first sale of my book in Japan; there will be money deposited in my account within the next 3 days. The family reassured me of their love. Denise bless me with an I love you video. Roxana bless me with a gift of love. Likewise did Diana. Are You faithful to Your promises or are You not?

It’s been exactly 9 months to the date since You provided the roof apartment of my dreams for me. The number 9 means, A new beginning in Your Spirit. What has transpired in the past 9 months? Amazing & radical change in my attitude about life and all pertaining to it! Wow! What a Mighty Yah You are! You are blessing me far beyond my wildest expectations!

Monday, December 26, 2016 at 6:49 AM

O the wonders of a life lived in Your Presence, my Father! Whether my carnal nature aims to take control or not, You are in control of it. Thus, my imaginary fears & doubts have no effect any longer. No fear of fear itself. Better yet, as I express my fears and dismissal of them? Ahmad & family take notice for their benefit and mine!

In plain words, genuine does not equate with systematic behavior. It does not equate with false humility. It does not equate with the worldly concept of peace & love. It does not equate with the wisdom of this world. It does not equate with anything devised by the human mind period.

Genuine equates with spontaneity. Freedom. Creativity. Adaptability. Consideration for others. Knowledge of personal limitations & strengths. Fearless but fun loving personality. Love inexplicable for the Father/Creator, for one’s free self, for others either free or not yet free in that order.

Systems, whether religious or otherwise are the jails incarcerating most human beings but! Such systems will be no more by the power of love from on high.

Monday, December 26, 2016 at 3:58 pm

O my Father—O Father of mine, What is the sense in anger? There are so many hurdles in the path of our lives. There are as many of us getting all bent out of shape because of the lack of power to overcome such hurdles. It is impossible for any of us to remain calm under adverse circumstances. Yes, many are there gifted with such ability. Me? You have not gifted me such.

Whenever adversity comes my way is like the most important thing in the whole world. My ‘egoic’ nature goes into high controlling gear—ATTENTION! Mind MY PROBLEM or get out of my sight! Anger. Lack of consideration for anyone. Violence personify gets a hold of my soul! Then? Remorse. I am sorry. Really? Nay! I am not sorry! I am cold! I am miserable! An you, you, you!!! You just don’t care! You? O my Father—O Father of mine? You remain unchanged. You don’t care? Is that so?

Tuesday, December 27, 2016 at 2:15 am

O my Father—O Father of mine? But how You expose my wicked carnal self! Am I genuine? How can I be genuine and yet relish in likes and hoping to get the coveted attention all human beings sell their souls to obtain? That’s the question I must answer before is too late. That’s the question I must answer to start a solid walk by the Set-Apart Spirit of the Father/Creator. Once again I must answer it.

“I thought to be genuine but! Now I see my pitiful assumption in the Light of Your Presence. My shrilling cry goes up. Against You and You alone that insidious carnal thing within me stealthily seeks to set man in the throne of my heart. Have mercy on me! Psalms 51 comes into play once again. With King David I emphasize my plea.

Psalms 51:1-19
Have mercy upon me, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, according to Your steadfast love; according to the multitude of Your tender mercy and loving-kindness blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly and repeatedly from my iniquity and guilt and cleanse me and make me wholly pure from my sin!

For I am conscious of my transgressions and I acknowledge them; my sin is ever before me. Against You, You only, have I sinned and done that which is evil in Your sight, so that You are justified in Your sentence and faultless in Your judgment.

Behold, I was brought forth in a state of iniquity; my mother was sinful who conceived me and I too am sinful. Behold, You desire truth in the inner being; make me therefore to know wisdom in my inmost heart. Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall in reality be whiter than snow.

Make me to hear joy and gladness and be satisfied; let the bones which You have broken rejoice. Hide Your face from my sins and blot out all my guilt and iniquities.

Create in me a clean heart, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/ Yahushua, and renew a right, persevering, and steadfast spirit within me. Cast me not away from Your Presence and take not Your Set Apart Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of Your deliverance and uphold me with a willing spirit.

Then will I teach transgressors Your ways, and sinners shall be converted and return to You. Deliver me from blood-guiltiness and death, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, the Almighty of my deliverance, and my tongue shall sing aloud of Your righteousness—Your rightness and Your justice.

O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, open my lips, and my mouth shall show forth Your praise. For You delight not in sacrifice, or else would I give it; You find no pleasure in burnt offering.

My sacrifice, the sacrifice acceptable to You O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/ Yahushua is a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart broken down with sorrow for sin and humbly and thoroughly penitent, such, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, You will not despise.

Do good in Your good pleasure to Zion; rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. Then will You delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, justice, and right, with burnt offering and whole burnt offering; then bullocks will be offered upon Your altar.

I now see and understand like never I did before. The whole issue of our doings is first between You and each one of us individually! The first and most important command!

I also see that, most of my life I strived, along with all my peers to keep the second command ahead of the first never realizing the severity of our sin. WOW! So, that’s the lesson You have now imprinted within me with all the latest happenings among ourselves. Thanks, O my Father—O Father of mine? You alone are my Master. You alone are entitled to judge, convict, and manifest Your forgivingness of our sins. May Your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.