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

Thursday, June 2, 2016 at 12:40 pm

No kidding ye all? Our Father/Creator has gifted me, among others gifts? Father has gifted me with a good sense of humor to communicate with people on the daily basis. No need to behave stoically and give a wrong impression about our Loving Father who has so bountifully blessed me with such gift.

Anyhow? People that only hears me talk about the serious message that Father has instructed to deliver to His people? Hum! I stump them when I blur out some kind of outlandish fictitious remark to make fun of our carnal ways. I think this happens because of the way we have been programmed to believe—we are programmed to believe in a concept of our Creator that is far from the reality of a Father/Creator who created us in His image.

Well? It looks like stumping good people is second nature to me and? No matter how hard I try to accommodate serious people, I can’t help it but to make fun of them with provocative questions or outlandish remarks. Man! O man! My good sense of humor backfires on me more often than not.

My best stomping gig is my solemn declaration, “We are all stupid!” WHAT? Speak for yourself! I am not stupid! “Ah! Now you tell me! I will make a sign and place it on your forehead to let everybody know such a rare fact. Would you be agreeable to that.?”

But I do have a very, very smart gentleman who always thanks me for letting him know such a fact about himself—my Ahmad. When needed? I remark, “You stupid!” Without fail, Ahmad responds, “Thank you, Basilia, thank you, Basilia.” But goes on doing whatever stupid thing merits my remark, so? I question him, “Do you want me to repeat it?” “No thank you, Basilia, no thank you, Basilia.”.Comes Ahmad’s super polite tone of voice.

Why do I make such declaration at the drop of a hat? Because it is the truth. Read between the lines in most all the Scriptures from cover to cover in the Book and? You won’t need me to tell you such a fact because?

Every single incident recorded in the Scriptures is for an example to the effect to make us see how wrong we are about everything under the sun but, “We refuse to believe such a thing. We consider ourselves quite smart and able to fend for ourselves in this jungle called, the world.

Thus? We mount our white steeds and? Away! We go! Where are we going? Away we go from the Loving Father/Creator to a perpetuator–to the land of the Wizard where the Wizard will cook our gizzards but? We speed on and on until …the due time comes to end our peril bend. The steed of our choosing? Bolted! Up & down to the brown ground bound the bolting flipped us down! Seriously, aren’t we stupid? It’s ridiculous. What would it take to just say yes to our Loving Father/Creator? Go figure it!

Quote, Isaiah 30:13-22

Therefore this iniquity and guilt will be to you like a broken section of a high wall, bulging out and ready at some distant day to fall, whose crash will then come suddenly and swiftly, in an instant.  And he shall break it as a potter’s vessel is broken, breaking it in pieces without sparing so that there cannot be found among its pieces one large enough to carry coals of fire from the hearth or to dip water out of the cistern. For thus said the Almighty Yahuwah, the Set Apart One of Israel:

“In returning to Me and resting in Me you shall be saved; in quietness and in trusting confidence shall be your strength.”

But you would not! and you said, “No! We will speed our own course on horses!” Therefore you will speed in flight from your enemies!” You said, “We will ride upon swift steeds doing our own way!”

Therefore will they who pursue you be swift, so swift that One thousand of you will flee at the threat of one of them; at the threat of five you will flee till you are left like a beacon or a flagpole on the top of a mountain, and like a signal on a hill.

And therefore the Almighty Yahuwah earnestly waits expecting, looking, and longing to be gracious to you; and therefore He lifts Himself up, that He may have mercy on you and show loving-kindness to you.

For the Almighty Yahuwah is a Mighty One of justice. Blessed—happy, fortunate, to be envied are all those who earnestly wait for Him, who expect and look and long for Him for His victory, His favor, His love, His peace, His joy, and His matchless, unbroken companionship.

But you know what? I enjoy my gift to the fullest. When I am not crying or boo-hooting or stumping smart people down about one thing or the other? I am laughing like crazy to think of all the hilarious things that people do to have fun or? I get hysterical about my inability to determine why my computer surprises me with the things that my computer does without my commands or so I think.

O mine! I am in my computer settings trying to set it up for one thing or the other. Suddenly! The machine starts talking to me with each key stroke. It says to me, “You hit the ‘a’ key. You hit the c key. You hit this or that? And I exclaim, “Shut up! Who turn your button? And where is that blasted button?” I figure if the machine is talking to me perhaps it can hear me and give me an answer for its impertinence to intrude in my quiet writing moments. Talking about a dork?

I could keep on this line of humor but? My guess? Is not that funny to all, then again? Who knows? Making fun of myself is a good way to amuse others, no kidding.

Friday, June 3, 2016 at 12:05 am

Goodness sake! Where did my Thursday go, my Father? I lost track of it and You know all about it, my Father because? You know everything about me. I am important to You. It sure feels good to know that You care if no one else cares? You most certainly do! Thanks my Father.

Friday, June 3, 2016 at 5:16 am

Mine! O mine! O mine! I just have not been able to post or do anything here lately? Two days now of procrastination on the face of the imminent publishing of A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family. What to do, my Father?

I am stuck embellishing the blog https://www.thia-basilia.com/. I been doing & redoing it. Every time that I intent to work in A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family? I wound up doing something in the blog instead. Why am I behaving in such a way, my Father?

Perhaps it all got to do with my learning curve—learning the effective way to make A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family a hit in the waves of the Internet. Ha! I just got my answer. “I” that big “I”! I am trying to do the work that only You can do for A Mother In A Dysfunctional Family to make an impact whether in the Net or offline.

Thanks my Father. Once again? I quit the marketing arena. I have no business kicking in the sands of that arena. Let the field be opened to all and close for me. Why? Am I stupid? Yeap! According to the general consent? I am. It only takes a moron to fling away the possibility of making a good living in exchange for an uncertain future—perhaps a future of want & lack. There you have it! A moron.

Have you ever thought about it? I have. I have thought about the plight of the deprive ones that lack either intelligence or bodily members. My conclusion? They have the better part of this world if one really thinks about it.

Me? Thank goodness! Every day I become more & more close to the plight of the under-privileged and I love it! In short 10 days I will reach the 77th year mark and? My heart remains of merely a child of five! Emotionally retarded. What a blessing. Father has no other choice but to take care of me! Hahaha! HalleluYah!

His love in my heart for you and for all, thiaBasilia.