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Publishing Lost Posts Before 2020 …?

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(Take notice: I did not reformat, but it is published in https://anewthiabasilia.com/ without the former link to my old website: thia-basilia.com so you can now read it.)

First Thing this Morning …?

It’s now Sunday, August 25, 2024, at 7:07 am. This is the last week of the 8th month in 2024. The first thing in Your agenda this morning is to check former post that can not be accessed by the public because they were published in my former website that was deleted a while ago. Most of those posts were written before 2020. Thankfully, I have a record of those posts in my external drives, so I can read them. Amazing reads! I am inspired to publish them again. So?

On to publish ‘Hit Bottom the Deepest Part of My Soul’ …

What a way to start my day! Hopefully the post shall bless whomever bumps into https://anewthiabasilia.com/. For the record it’s now Sunday, August 25, 2024, at 7:27 am.

Hit Bottom! The Deepest Part Of My Soul …

What Was Dormant Down There? …

The Deepest Root Of All My Life’s Misery …

Flash Memories That Gives Chills To Our Bodies—Trauma In Our Brains …

The Creator At Work. Completion Of My Pain And Misery, I Hope …

Friday, April 5, 2019 at 7:11 pm.

O My Father—O Father Of Mine? Only You know the strength of this painful circumstances on me. And You never give me any more than what I can take. Let it be.

No Need To Call For Human Help …

Friday, April 5, 2019 now at 7:38 pm.

Father? You know how I am feeling about my insidious calling on people for help and for company. No human is willing to help unless I return to their lifestyle.

That’s Not Going To Happen, And? …

You know it my Father. No human can effectively help another human without You anyhow. I’m going to bed. You alone are my Helper.

  • Ha! My pain? Accelerated to the max! I laid there unable to sleep. Tears flowing. Flashes of the most remote evils done long, long time ago.
  • Up and down the hours flew by. Help, my Father, help.

The time was around 1:30 am on Saturday, April 6, 2019.

Mercy! Let Me Forgive Myself. Let Them Forgive Me …

Mercy! Mercy! I pleaded in all earnest. The covers became heavier than ever. My left foot felt like something was cutting it off. My body? Hot!

Up Went Arms And Feet. Off Went The Heavy Covers!

Freedom! Like Magic? The Pain And Misery Ceased …

Phew! What a relief! I laid there for a moment enjoying the comfort of my body. I got up. My mind? Absorbing the love and wisdom from on high. I headed to the kitchen. I washed the dishes. Then?

I Heard Quite Clearer Than Ever Before That Lovely Voice From Within My Heart …

“Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Pause. Reflect.”

Sleep. Could Not Keep My Eyes Opened. I Headed For Bed …

Did not record the time, but! Next? Woke up refreshed! The time? Saturday, April 6, 2019 at 7:41 am. It’s now Saturday, April 6, 2019 at 9:42 am.

Which Way To Go Now, My Father? …

Two hours since I woke up. Not a sound from Ahmad. Not a single email from my children or loved ones. Been reading about health and different issues of people’s concern.

Don’t Know What To Think. Not Sure On What To Do? I Wait On You …

Perhaps it’s time to clean up. Maybe fix some breakfast. Perhaps? Time to pause. Time to reflect. Time to give You my undivided attention? I want to cry but my eyes are dry. Help me, my Father, help me.

Ha! Your Words? Fulfilled Sooner Than I Could Have Ever Imagined …

“Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? You have nothing to fear. You have all to rejoice.

Despite your human inability to comprehend this matter of pain and suffering? The suffering of the moment is the substance for the purification of the deepest part of your soul.

Fear not. Soon, sooner than you could imagine? Your pain and suffering shall come to an end. Soon I will wipe your tears away.

Soon I will reveal Myself to you. I will show—reveal, manifest Myself to you. I will let Myself be clearly seen by you and make Myself real to you.”

You Have Made Yourself Be Clearly Seen By Me, And? Made Yourself Real To Me For Sure! …

Wow! How real! Your manifestation? In awe I comfortable sit here. In fear of Your Majesty? I dare not make any conclusions. In silence, I worship You. I wait on Your conclusions.

Timely? You Speak To Me In A Train Dream …

Sunday, April 7, 2019 at 4:00 am.

What an amazing day You made for me of yesterday. Much accomplished in which direction to go. Not only with the blog/the books, but mainly? With my life.

Wow! It’s All Coming To Light Now. Father Has Always Been In Control Of It All …

I held my peace despite my view of all that goes on in my present circumstances. I did not make any conclusions. Ahmad finally called sometime in the afternoon.

Strange Explanations About His Life And Doings Do Not Rattle Me Anymore …

Strange explanation of the reason for him not to check with me since the day before. Such explanation left me with questions in my mind about Ahmad and his two brothers, but!

I Declined To Assume Anything About Anything That Goes On Around Me …

Wow! What power on me You bestow! Ahmad and his doings? Out of my mind, instead? Enhancing the created book covers. Editing. Finding the books to edit. My eyes set on Yahushua I spent my whole day!

The Internet Prevented Me To Properly Continue With My Work, So?

I headed for bed and slept for a couple of hours. Got up at the knock on my door. My friend brought me food. I ate. Tried the Internet again for a bit. Nothing working. Back to bed. Slept until 2:44 am.

Woke Up From A Train Dream.

  • “To dream that you are on a train symbolizes your life’s journey. It suggests that you are on the right track in life and headed in the right direction.”

It’s now Sunday, April 7, 2019 at 4:33 am. Must return to bed. Can’t keep my eyes open. I laid in bed reflecting on the reality of Yahushua within me. At last I drifted into sound sleep.

I Clearly See Yahushua Now. He Is Real In All My Doings …

For so long I have followed Yahuahua’s instructions to pray to the Father, ‘Our Father in the heavens’, but now? His words touched the center of my heart. Quote:

John 14:15-21

If you really love Me, you will keep obey My commands. And I will ask the Father, and He will give you another Comforter (Counselor, Helper, Intercessor, Advocate, Strengthener, and Standby), that He may remain with you forever–

  • The Spirit of Truth, Whom the world cannot receive (welcome, take to its heart), because it does not see Him or know and recognize Him. But you know and recognize

I will not leave you as orphans [comfortless, desolate, bereaved, forlorn, helpless]; I will come back to you.

Just a little while now, and the world will not see Me any more, but you will see Me; because I live, you will live also.

At that time [when that day comes] you will know [for yourselves] that I am in My Father, and you [are] in Me, and I [am] in you.

  • The person who has My commands and keeps them is the one who [really] loves Me; and whoever [really] loves Me will be loved by My Father, and I [too] will love him and will show (reveal, manifest) Myself to him. [I will let Myself be clearly seen by him and make Myself real to him.]

Wow! What A Revelation. Totally Revolutionized My Whole Being …

Sunday, April 7, 2019 now at 11:38 am.

Faint is my past. Even my past before yesterday. Clear and real is my present. Even the moment of His real appearance?

Clear. Real. Vivid In My Heart And Mind Shall Be Forever!

Song of Solomon 2:10-13

My beloved speaks and says to me, Rise up, my love, my fair one, and come away.

For, behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone.

The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds has come, and the voice of the turtledove is heard in our land.

The fig tree puts forth and ripens her green figs, and the vines are in blossom and give forth their fragrance. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.

Song of Solomon 2:14-16

So I went with him, and when we were climbing the rocky steps up the hillside, my beloved shepherd said to me, O my dove, while you are here in the seclusion of the clefts in the solid rock, in the sheltered and secret place of the cliff, let me see your face, let me hear your voice; for your voice is sweet, and your face is lovely.

My heart was touched and I fervently sang to him my desire, Take for us the foxes, the little foxes that spoil the vineyards [of our love, for our vineyards are in blossom.

She said distinctly, My beloved is mine and I am his! He pastures his flocks among the lilies. [Mat 10:32; Act 4:12]

Song of Solomon 2:4

He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me was love, for love waved as a protecting and comforting banner over my head when I was near him.

Let Me Remain Faithful To You Forever! ….

Let all my past lovers deem away from my mind and heart. Let them all fix their gaze in You. Let me decrease. Let Yourself increase. Let me remain in awe of You and no one else.

For In Loving You? I Love Them All …

Dear Reader, this is the end of my life as it always been. A radical change is taking place within my being. A change I cannot tamper with. I cannot continue to post for a time.

My Times Are In His Hands Now Literally …

It’s now Sunday, April 7, 2019 at 9:58 pm.

I’m heading for bed, my Master but You know it. Hope for sound sleep. I wait on You. Up at 2 am on Monday, April 8, 2019.

We are all like shadows on the earth …

Monday, April 8, 2019 at 3:36 am.

O My Father—O Father Of Mine? What is there for a human to do? We are all like a shadow on this earth. Quote:

1Ch 29:14  But who am I, and what are my people, that we should retain strength and be able to offer thus so willingly? For all things come from You, and out of Your own [hand] we have given You.

1Ch 29:15  For we are strangers before You, and sojourners, as all our fathers were; our days on the earth are like a shadow, and there is no hope or expectation of remaining.

It’s now Monday, April 8, 2019 at 4:57 am. Can’t keep my eyes open. Heading for bed. Well? Instead of heading for bed? As I got up I woke up, and?

That Lovely Voice From Within Came To My Ears:

“Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? Pause. Reflect. What makes this site not only beautiful but unique and genuine?

How is your life already making a global impact?

Why one moment you are up and confident.

The next moment? Frustrated. Discouraged. Unable to see the Reality of My Being within you, and now?

Yahushua’s real appearance to take over your life is a reality, but! You are already questioning that matter as per the way your body continues to suffer, and?

The agony of doubt and fear is knocking at your door.

O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? FEAR NOT! This time?

Yahushua is in complete control of every minute detail of your life.

His desire for you?

The song of Solomon Yahushua is singing to you now. Therefore?

For a time in your life now you must remain aloof from this world and all goings on therein. You must bind your mind, soul, and body as in the Song of Solomon.

At Your Master’s discretion?

He will present you to this world in a way far beyond your imagination.

From here on? You have nothing to worry about.

Your times are in His hands.

From now on?

Yahushua shall lead and direct you in the task I have assigned unto you.

I know how overwhelming your task has become, but!

Your Master shall now make it all a joy and a delight as He will make your task to be.

Remember, after this post?

Refrain from posting until Yahushua releases you to post again.

This is a time exclusively for your Master and you.

I am at work.

You have written. You have published. You have optimized.

I have been and will continue to do the rest in the heart of each one of the readers of the posts.

Rejoice! Enjoy your Master’s Presence forevermore!”

The Truth, Dear Reader? Checkmate! …

The complicated game of my worldly life is ended. Instead? The reality of my soul’s longings for that One with Whom to endlessly share my tears and my joys? All games pale. No need to play anymore.

The Reality To Be Someone’s Delight …

Who is so blessed? At last I am! I have no longer need to play the worldly game of life. I will now live the reality of my Master’s delight by the power of His love and wisdom for me.

Much love to all, thiaBasilia. :-)

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Physically? My Home. Spiritually? Our Home

My life’s journey is an Odyssey

An extended adventurous voyage or trip.

n intellectual or spiritual quest: an odyssey of discovery.

Good News

As soon as I give up my demands: Freedom! On Sunday, July 7, 2024, at 7:09 am my day began with a healthy breakfast. My feet looked even better than yesterday. I began to ponder about the doctor’s appointment tomorrow. Do I really need a doctor to tell me what I already know? O well! Back to my reading. Around 5 pm I got a reminder for my appointment. It came to me to check with MS Lilly to make sure she remembered the appointment.

  • What? She had forgotten all about it.
  • I lost it!
  • Next? Ms. Lilly at my door.
  • Emotions escalated.
  • Solution was suggested for me to keep the appointment.
  • Suddenly! It came to me.
  • I don’t need a doctor!
  • All I need to do is to cancel the appointment.
  • My tears dried up.
  • Emotions settle down.
  • It’s now Sunday, July 7, 2024, at 10:14 pm.
  • I headed for bed.
  • Slept.
  • Woke up 7 hours later.
  • A good shower.
  • Dressed up in my happy roses dress.
  • Fixed coffee.
  • Affixed the apron to preserve my dress.
  • Cleared my lemon juice task.
  • Cleaned it all up.
  • It’s now Monday, July 8, 2024, at 7:44 am.
  • My day has begun …Ending at almost midnight.
  • It’s now Tuesday, July 9, 2024, at 6:22 am.
  • And so, time marches on & on.
  • Hopefully you read these writings from my heart & mind, but if you don’t, it’s your loss not mine.
  • I would like to think that I don’t care but I do.
  • Even so, I must go on.
  • Wednesday, July 10, 2024, at 9:56 pm.
  • Bed.
  • Thursday, July 11, 2024, at 4:34 am.
  • Up.
  • Thursday, July 11, 2024, at 8:26 pm.
  • Bed.

Will continue …

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Who Knows for Sure?

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The greatest stumbling block of the times: KNOWLEDGE …

Spiritual Versus Secular Knowledge …

Most of my earthly journey I have been obsessed with obtaining the highest level of Secular Knowledge. It was a must for me. Secular Knowledge was my god. Then? The King James Bible flooded my mind in 1974. I became obsessed with the truth about it all. Of course, I followed many theories that seem to be the truth I was searching for. Thank goodness! The time has come for enlightening. What a marvel for the ability to let go of the past, to let go without regrets. The best part?

To Let Go of The Present to Let Go of The Future …

Wow! No need any longer to check the meaning of anything. Only the intrinsic knowledge of my Father’s Presence within my being. Does that mean I am to remain ignorant of my surroundings? No, indeed not! But it means my searches have now become unbiased, free from prejudice or the act or state of holding unreasonable preconceived judgments or convictions.

  • That’s the wisdom from above beyond my understanding.

Wisdom From Above? …

But how this wisdom has materialized? Well, for many years I have been led to read the meaning of words, idioms, numbers, colors, birds, stones, flowers, practically everything visible with the naked eye, everything learned during my life span. But guess what? Lately I was led to read the meaning of 844. In the long exciting reading I came to read the following:

In the Bible, Luke 8:44 reads, Coming up behind Jesus, she touched the fringe of his robe. Immediately, the bleeding stopped. The verse represents the healing power of the Divine, even in passing. But it also reflects the action we need to take moving into the presence of the Divine. Your Angels won’t force you to do anything. Free will reigns, it’s up to you. The Universe is just waiting! …

Wow! What a Sneaky Way to Set the Universe & Myself in The Highest! …

… it’s up to you. The Universe is just waiting! …But guess what again? That was the switch for enlightenment to set in. Thank You Father for Your unfailing love …for being my Savior eternally & forever in love with me. Forever & eternally, I worship You. Heading for bed, Friday, June 28, 2024, at 7:55 pm. Up on Saturday, June 29, 2024, at 1:28 am.

  • It’s now Sunday, June 30, 2024, at 8:25 pm.
  • The end of this 6th month of 2024.
  • Heading for bed.
  • Up on Monday, July 1, 2024, at 1:45 am.
  • The 7th Month Is Here.

The 7th Month Is Here …

Where does it find me? Neither here nor there on neutral gear. No longer speeding to get nowhere my dear. Peace. Wisdom. Humor …beyond my understanding. It’s now Tuesday, July 2, 2024, at 7:52 am.

Beyond My Understanding …

My attitude, my way of approaching whatever possibility comes up anytime is beyond my understanding. I no longer jump to accomplish anything. Instead, day by day, moment by moment it comes to me I am not to depend on my understanding much less on my feelings. I am to be still, to wait. The beauty of it is that the more I do so the more my healing becomes evident.

  • Strange, isn’t it?
  • It’s now Friday, July 5, 2024, at 5:03 am.
  • What happen to Wednesday, July 3, & Thursday, July 4, 2024?
  • They came & went. Me?
  • Reminiscing.
  • Neither here nor there.
  • Reflecting.
  • Wisdom.
  • Peace of mind & heart.
  • The question came to me one more time.

What are my gifts?

So did the answer. How I thought about scriptural gifts before. How those gifts apply to me personally. Still, I wondered. Time is flying by me. It’s now Friday, July 5, 2024, at 5:30 am. The dawn of this day is approaching. On this day, let me read and reflect on those scriptural gifts.

  • Why not? It’s a good thing to set my mind & heart in such matter.
  • Even so, there is no need to quote the Scriptures as I am accustomed to doing.
  • I will read & reflect in Romans 12:1-21 AMPC+

A Living Sacrifice … Gifts of Grace … Marks of the True Christian? …

Marks of the true Christian, on this anew, afresh cycle I am living on, that’s the main part I am to set on my mind & heart. How blessed I am. Thank You Father for Your unfailing love. Because of Your love I can now claim those marks on me despite my fearful feelings or aggravating thoughts of the past, present or future.

  • O well! I could have
  • My bones broken
  • But! I couldn’t have not
  • Jumped over the fear stumbling
  • I couldn’t have not
  • Undone the knot
  • Strangling my throat …

Until the next post, lov thia.

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Where Am I At? …

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Where Am I Heading? …

Is It for Real? …

It’s now Tuesday, June 25, 2024, at 4:08 am. What happen to Sunday & Monday? Well? I am not here or there. I am wondering & pounding. How am to convey all that is in my bay? Genuine. Authentic. What’s the meaning? What it means to be genuine or authentic? Never mind. No need to get technical. I am tired of technicalness. Let me see what’s with me.

Two Days Gone but Not in Blank …

I exercised my wits to resolve all involved in my bank. It had to do with my online ordering food as well as everything else that comes to mind at any time. Ordering. Confusing information. Deliveries. Returns. Refunds. Rules. Automated support. Complicated? To say the least! Anyhow?

  • I came ahead of the ordeal.
  • Did I steal?
  • Am I smug in the muddy river of my mood?
  • Nay! No need for guilt or smugness.
  • No need to take the blame belonging to the great advance of automation.
  • Civilization. Where am I?
  • Reflective. Steady. Assertive. Genuine. Authentic.
  • That’s where I am at.
  • That’s where I am heading.

Is It for Real? …

As real as the reality of all that is written. I have come to understand that Yahushua—the Messiah, the One sent by Yahuwah, actually? Yahuwah Himself for there is only ONE Creator. Something totally out of my understanding I have now come to accept without regrets. I first laid my eyes on the pages of the King James Bible in 1974. It took all those years since 1974 for me to unquestionable accept all those preposterous statements. Preposterous? Indeed! My human mind could only assume to understand. Again, I was an educated fool speaking words without knowledge.

What Am I Now? …

Reflective. Steady. Assertive. Genuine. Authentic. Cheerful. Enjoying my blessings amid my precious children, friends, my neighbors. Reflecting a wisdom far from the foolishness of my past. I have finally come to understand how those written words apply in my earthly journey.

Again, I am not ashamed of the Gospel, the Good News written in that King James Bible my precious Jimmy Autry made available for me in 1974.

I remember, I now keep firmly in mind, in heart the written admonition written in those pages for the ultimate happiness of my being. It is written.

  • Fear God and Keep His Commandments
  • …. But about going further than the words given by one Shepherd, my son, be warned. Of making many books there is no end, so do not believe everything you read, and much study is a weariness of the flesh.

Quote:

Ecclesiastes 12:9-14 AMPC+

(9)  And furthermore, because the Preacher was wise, he [Solomon] still taught the people knowledge; and he pondered and searched out and set in order many proverbs.

(10)  The Preacher sought acceptable words, even to write down rightly words of truth or correct sentiment.

  • (11)  The words of the wise are like prodding goads, and firmly fixed [in the mind] like nails are the collected sayings which are given [as proceeding] from one Shepherd. [Eze_37:24]
  • (12)  But about going further [than the words given by one Shepherd], my son, be warned.
  • Of making many books there is no end [so do not believe everything you read], and much study is a weariness of the flesh.
  • (13)  All has been heard; the end of the matter is:
  • Fear God [revere and worship Him, knowing that He is] and keep His commandments,
  • for this is the whole of man [the full, original purpose of his creation,
  • the object of God’s providence, the root of character,
  • the foundation of all happiness,
  • the adjustment to all inharmonious circumstances and conditions under the sun]
  • and the whole [duty] for every man.

(14)  For God shall bring every work into judgment, with every secret thing, whether it is good or evil. [Mat_12:36; Act_17:30-31; Rom_2:16; 1Co_4:5]. End of quote.

Humorous …

When I quote the Bible or anything related to the Creator of everything in existence, many well meaning listeners turn ‘holly face’ at my words. I do not mean to make fun of my listeners. It’s funny to me because I used to do the same until? O well! It is all written in the numerous posts portraying my journal. But to tell the truth we humans are some funny creatures.

Humor Me …

I don’t mean to sound pompous, selfish, condescending always talking about myself, that famous ‘I’, ‘I’, ‘I’ ‘Me’ but, talking about myself I leave you alone from any judgmental jive escaping my human mind.

Well? It’s now Wednesday, June 26, 2024 at 4:25 am. Time to post again. I am sure this post is hitting the mark in many silent hearts. But that is something is not for me to know until the end of what I know time to be. Until the next time, lov, thia.

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My Journey Continues …

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Anew Afresh Today for Me …?

I can’t get tired of writing about it. An Odysey. It was June 20, 1985. What day it was? I don’t remember. The hour? Indeed! It was 3 am. What was I doing? I had subscribed to a creative writing course. I have gotten my first review. Suddenly! My thoughts drifted to myself. A sort of film strip began to roll. My whole life in sight … It is all recorded in my autobiography published in 2005. https://anewthiabasilia.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/12/c5573-my-life.pdf

But Today? …

It’s Wednesday, June 19, 2024, at 2:53 pm. I saw 4:44 pm. The ultimate spiritual significance of the numbers 444 is that you were born to fulfill a bigger purpose in life. The Mighty One Creator is aware of this. He is and has been helping you to realize the same capacity and opportunities He has ingrained within yourself. He is assisting you in achieving your goals if you focus your attention on where you want to go in life and make an effort to get there.

The Significance of Numbers in My Journey …

I find it peculiar to notice certain numbers at certain times. This happens when I am waiting for directions on what to write next. Results. A past which shall remain in history with no repeat. But it points to the direction I am to go. I am heading home where I belong. My home. The Almighty’s power and authority in a loving environment. A perfect governmental foundation. Perhaps the war going on shall end in the completeness or the nation of Israel as a whole. Who knows?

But I Am Writing About My Journey …

So? It’s now Thursday, June 20, 2024, at 8:12 am. It’s been 39 years since that famous June 20, 1985—Yahushua stepped into my tumultuous life. My journey began. I was 46 then, I am now 85. I noticed the 8 & the 12 then the 3 & the 9. Interesting, 3+9=12. The number 12, it stands for God’s power and authority.

My Attention Is Touched …?

There is a Supreme Being Creator of everything in existence like is well known. He has led me all those years until this instant of my present moment. He is the only One Who well knows about my fears, my doubts, my discouragements, still, He always is with and within me, He never leaves nor forsakes me. That’s the fact. Nothing else matters.

Anyhow Here I Am Now …?

It’s Saturday, June 22, 2024, at 4:47 am. It’s the 7th Day of Rest or the 4th day of rest of rest on the the 6th month of the year. What am I doing? That is something I am always asking. Focus. On what? Ah! Now I remember! Yesterday was Friday, June 21, 2024—a frustrating day. Of course, I bury myself in my romantic classics reading forgetting even my own existence. I do remember fixing me a big breakfast before my frustrations took root. I finally headed for bed around 9 pm. I slept until 2:15 am on Saturday, June 22, 2024. On getting up I collected myself. I guess those 6 hours of sleep did me good.

What Did I Rediscovered Yesterday? …

The futility of the knowledge craving in my natural nature. I wanted to know. I had it was a must know. The frenzy consuming me most of my life. Knowledge. It was my god. It came to me again, so what? What have I done with all that knowledge in my possession? The truth? Just made a fool of myself. Indeed! I was an educated fool!

What I Am Now? Least, Not A Fool Anymore …

I am part sunshine and part hurricane, shiny as ever since my birth. So states my Denise, bless her heart! But I am beginning to appreciate the truth of such a statement. Sunshine in my face for all to enjoy when the going is good. Suddenly the hurricane! No good anymore! No more sunshine on my face! The shine fades away. Darkness in my bay.

  • Bless my heart!
  • Just like that!
  • What?
  • The hurricane lands.
  • Silence.
  • Calm.
  • Peace.
  • Stillness.
  • No more temper illness.
  • Sunshine.
  • Shiny as ever since my birth.
  • Anew.
  • Afresh.
  • Not just a new life.
  • But my new life is in a different way.
  • Humor & laughter in my bay.
  • Joyfully leaping & skipping.
  • The Liberating Power of Love?
  •  Indeed, in my keeping!
  • Love?
  • Not quite just the romantic word we fancy.
  • But true love?
  • That’s the golden key magically shining in that keyhole to open the door of the earthly stall of my imprisonment.
  • So, it is written, though it is symbolically written, for me?
  • I have finally come to understand how those words apply in my earthly journey.
  • And no, again I am not ashamed of the Gospel.
  • I remember how it is written.
  • “But unto you who revere and worshipfully fear My name shall the Sun of Righteousness arise with healing in His wings and His beams, and you shall go forth and gambol-like calves released from the stall and leap for joy.”
  • So be it.

It’s now Saturday, June 22, 2024, at 10:11 pm. When shall I post again? Who knows?   lov, thia

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Indeed! …

My mind is set on the plan for me in the Creator’s mind. It has been a moment of waiting, a moment of suspense. Even so, a magical miraculous moment daily, monthly, yearly forever sear erasing all fears! What an experience!

Funny Thing …

No kidding, it is funny the way life develops in our stay on this earthly bay. The lonely road. The cup I had to drink. The scroll I had to eat. We are all the actors in the eternal amphitheater built without the human mind in hand. Such is the place where contests are held, the arena of the human theme.

Indeed! Funny Thing, Bless My Heart …

On waking up yesterday after a sleepless night horror presented itself in the most unexpected way. Giving up the bed wobbling like a drunken sailor, I made it to wherever until I sat in front of the computer screen intending to continue with my reading to forget my miserable state. Forget? Indeed!

  • I can’t pinpoint where the horror set in.
  • The keyboard, the mouse refused to move.
  • The Internet decided to follow suit.
  • Then to my utter frustration the computer refused to respond when I pushed the button to turn it of.
  • I headed to unplug it of course but!
  • I could not reach the back of the computer without disassembling my clever dried flower arrangement I had set up ignoring the reason why I had left that empty space so I could reach the back of the computer.
  • O well! I have not bothered to take care of computer problems since I have been captivated reading romantic classics. That’s another story.

To The Point …

I finally successfully rearranged it all. Once the computer restarted, I began to troubleshoot. Began with the mouse, then the keyboard. Plug, unplug. Tried again & again. Tried a different mouse. Then? The horror escalated!

  • I made up my mind to give up my new modern keyboard & mouse gifted from Diana.
  • Determinate grabber on hand I headed for the closet storing my old keyboard.
  • I grabbed it. Oops!
  • It slipped from the grabber clashing on the floor all keys scattered!
  • I managed to collect the whole mess.
  • Keyboard restored I plugged in. Beautiful!
  • Now the mouse.
  • I examined the old cordless mouse.
  • I changed the battery and plugged the USB for it.
  • Bingo! What a pleasure!
  • Recording is no longer a drag.
  • It seems like the doors keeping my physical being imprisoned all these years have been boasted.
  • What a miracle!
  • Let me explain this keyboard & mouse issue.

One of the Issues That Has Plagued Me for Quite a While But! …

This issue along with all issues & fears strangling the life out of me is ending now as I seriously start to live up my 85th birthday shining like the sun in a clear blue sky! How is that possible? In the same way that all miracles are possible.

  • And that’s the beginning of this new stage that I am traveling happily engaged with my children and beloved friends.
  • Where are we heading?
  • We are heading to our eternal home to our Loving Heavenly Father.
  • He will swallow up death forever and tears and sorrow shall be no more. So, it is written.

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Isaiah 25:1-9

(1)  O MASTER, You are my God; I will exalt You, I will praise Your name, for You have done wonderful things, even purposes planned of old [and fulfilled] in faithfulness and truth.

(2)  For You have made a city a heap, a fortified city a ruin, a palace of aliens without a city [is no more a city]; it will never be rebuilt.

(3)  Therefore [many] a strong people will glorify You, [many] a city of terrible and ruthless nations will [reverently] fear You.

(4)  For You have been a stronghold for the poor, a stronghold for the needy in his distress, a shelter from the storm, a shade from the heat; for the blast of the ruthless ones is like a rainstorm against a wall.

(5)  As the heat in a dry land [is reduced by the shadow of a cloud, so] You will bring down the noise of aliens [exultant over their enemies]; and as the heat is brought low by the shadow of a cloud, so the song of the ruthless ones is brought low.

(6)  And on this Mount [Zion] shall the Master of hosts make for all peoples a feast of rich things [symbolic of His coronation festival inaugurating the reign of the Master on earth, in the wake of a background of gloom, judgment, and terror], a feast of wines on the lees–of fat things full of marrow, of wines on the lees well refined.

(7)  And He will destroy on this mountain the covering of the face that is cast over the heads of all peoples [in mourning], and the veil [of profound wretchedness] that is woven and spread over all nations.

(8)  He will swallow up death [in victory; He will abolish death forever]. And the Master God will wipe away tears from all faces; and the reproach of His people He will take away from off all the earth; for the Master has spoken it. [1Co_15:26, 1Co_15:54; 2Ti_1:10]

(9)  It shall be said in that day, Behold our God upon Whom we have waited and hoped, that He might save us! This is the Master, we have waited for Him; we will be glad and rejoice in His salvation. End of quote.

I dare to say: That is the Master speaking, not thia …

Tuesday, June 18, 2024, came & went. It’s now Wednesday, June 19, 2024, at 5:03 am. Here I am! I didn’t fade out after all. Instead, I am back shinning like the rising sun, least that’s how I feel. Hope for all likewise to shine.  lov, thia

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Let The Tale of The Interesting Saga begin …

It’s now Thursday, March 21, 2024, at 8:16 pm. I need to quit and sleep. I need to work on my business cards. O well! Here I am on Friday, March 22, 2024, at 10:36 am. I think I have almost accomplished the effect I want in my new crest. Now what? Diana gave me a fancy keyboard. It is really nice, only I need to learn how to use it, but right now I am heading for bed on Friday, March 22, 2024, at 8:36 pm.

  • This keyboard works.
  • Of course it works!!!
  • Thanks a million!

It All Began with Don Miguel …

All things are working on our Almighty Creator’s loving will and on His timing. I am looking forward to whatever develops on this 7th Day of Rest. Time now, Saturday, March 23, 2024, at 4:01 am.

This Is the Present to Begin My New Life …

In the present, some 65 years later to begin my new life after the brief recollection only mentioned as the steppingstone into my present future. So much to consolidate the 84 years of my earthly presence, but it is all coming together for good use. I remain attuned to the inner voice within my being.

Here I am! …

I have been up since about 2:14 am on Sunday, March 24, 2024. Yesterday I met a delightful one Jacqueline. I am looking forward to establishing a friendship with her. I am so intense in creating new graphics for the new approach to my posting as per the new perspective is now established for me. It’s now 6:12 am on Sunday, March 24, 2024, looking forward not backwards.

What’s The Scoop? …

A dysfunctional journey timely turning out functioning full speed ahead. I repeat, so much to consolidate the 84 years of my earthly presence, but it is all coming together for good use. I remain attuned to the inner voice within my being on Sunday, March 24, 2024, at 10:50 am.

  • Created To Be Loved to Love.
  • Functional roots stemming from the Word.

A Dysfunctional Family’s Journey …

A saga of interest … I am beginning to get a hold of what I am supposed to do. But it is now Sunday, March 24, 2024, at 8:45 pm, time to hit the sack. It’s now Monday, March 25, 2024, at 12:44 am. I am up. This is one more day of surprises. Going to the foot doctor. Maybe Jacqueline shows up to get acquainted. Who knows? It’s Monday, March 25, 2024, at 7:31 am and I am already tense, frustrated in the depth of despair whether I want to admit it or not. Why not after 7 hours of futile search for what seems to be non-existent elusive files. Is enough to curse!

Well? All Is Well Again, So Glad! …

It’s now Monday, March 25, 2024, at 6:32 pm. This really was a day for surprises, the first surprise the long visit from Jacqueline, truly delighted to find such a loving person. Then? It was not the foot doctor I was to visit. I went to an Ear Nose & Throat specialist. Met a delightful doctor and staff. Soon I’ll be able to be set up with a hearing aid to fit my hearing problems. Then? I received my lifeline device in case I fall or have an emergency. But I think I will not be able to work on the business cards before I crash in bed.

What Shall It Be Today, I Wondered …?

Reading the information on the events that are prophesied to happen now and, in the future, makes me wonder but, I remain still and waiting for the voice within my being to lead me forward and steady to that future the Master Creator of everything in existence has reserved not just for me but for all and every individual child of His beloved family roaming in the 4 corners of this earth.

No, I Am Not a Witch or A Psychic by Far …

Much less a doom sayer. But I am gifted with knowledge beyond what the human mind can conceived. Some consider me to be a prophet, but I do not consider myself to be so. So? What do I consider myself to be? That’s a good question that I have not come up with quite the right response to. But really? Is it not enough to know what I am not? And how do I know what I am not? By the preponderance of the evidence, I know what I am not.

 What Evidence?

The fact that I am not in any way shape or form able to come up with performing miracles or the magic tricks such persons in that lot of life perform. Can you imagine me coming up with a magic wand turning a frog into a prince?

What I Know for Sure Is That …?

O well! But one thing I know for sure is that I am a blessed child of my Heavenly Father. He has given me at this point of my journey here on these earthly grounds as those exist right now, the evidence of the abundance He has promised to me since 1985. Chee-Whiz! That was a long sentence! Anyhow, this was also a long scoop! I’ll continue in the next scoop. lov, thiaBasilia.

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What Do I, Do You, Do Us Do With Our Problems? …

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What Do I, Do You, Do Us Do With Our Problems? …

Let’s See. My Problems? They Go Up High, Why? …

One Year Ago …?

One year ago, Jordan time, I left Amman, Jordan. I arrived at the airport in Mobile, AL some 22 hours later. I beheld the beautiful face smiling big time of my first-born child! Joy inexplicably flooded my heart. Determination but uncertainty in my mind. The onset for the rest of my days on this earth as it is now. What has transpired since then?

Problems, Solutions & Healing …?

For myself, what did I do with the problems? Sit still. Wait. Go with the ethereal flow. Of course, that took a while to get a hold of me. The result? Stated in the DM of today.

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Conclusion. Decisions …

Wednesday November 22, 2023

  • You’re about to make some important decisions in your life.
  • Stick to your core values.
  • Don’t let social norms make you doubt your worth.
  • You’re going to do well.
  • You have gained the wisdom and perspective to make the right decision.
  • You’ve got this. You have learned the lessons.
  • You have gone through the preparation phase.
  • You’ve already done the inner work.
  • Release the fears about messing things up.
  • You’re going to be on a new path.
  • You’re going to meet new people, make meaningful connections, and find the right opportunities.
  • Your Affirmations For Today:
  • I feel safe and secure.
  • I am becoming physically and mentally more healthy.
  • Am I making myself a priority? In a way, yes & no.
  • I am focusing on making small changes every day.
  • All of my problems are going upwards, higher …
  • To the only One Who can solve them all.
  • What a blessing!

The First Thing to Marvel About …?

Healing. The marvel of the restoration of our health, for me, the restoration of the wealth inherited from my father. It is a marvelous thing the way everything is developed. In reality, no human hand could have developed such a plan. What a marvel!

Memories …?

Sweets memories to cherish of a lifelong gone for me. But for my children those memories of a life still going on are the healing elements to cherish.

  • Thursday, November 23, 2023, at 12:54 am.

Thanksgiving Day in 2023 …?

What an appropriate Thanksgiving Day to fall on the anniversary of my return to the USA. “Ah! But your anniversary was on the 21st!” would my Diana insist. Well? That opens the door to discuss time & timing for our memories to affect our lives.

Time & Timing …?

Perhaps that is a subject only from the mouth of the old ones who had survived the time enough to put together the exactitude of timing. Reading the history of my earthly roots in the book ‘Los Amates Amor y trópico’ by Edgar Barahona Pineda opened my eyes to see the immensity of my heritage. History way back to 1889. I am talking about my roots in my birth registered in Los Amates, Izabal in Guatemala Central America.

Time & Uncertainty …?

The mystery. Why is it that in this generation of prodigious humans the mysteries of life have become only flimsy cliché that is not worthy to mind? Ah! But the tide is changing! I see a glimpse of subtle interest in the gestures of several that bear with my attempts to proclaim my findings on these matters. Time shall tell.

In the Meantime …?

It’s 2:00 am on Thursday, November 23, 2023, time for me to start the arduous task to get ready for the trip. We are leaving at 6:00 am in route to Tallahassee, Fl, to celebrate Thanksgiving Day with my three seniors girls, Diana, Denise & Roxana & mates. I am looking forward to an exiting time to create new memories to last for the rest of our days on this earth as it is right now.

Well? It’s 5:22 am on Thursday, November 23, 2023, Thanksgiving Day. I am ready, we shall be leaving soon. The computer shut off to rest for the next 3 days.

Recorded by hand in Tallahassee, Fl. …

Friday, November 24, 2023, around 3 am. What a wonderful day my Thanksgiving Day was! My lovely Emily sparked my day, but the rest did no less. Much came to me about why we are the way we are? The answer came to me. Even so, it’s a delicate subject to bring about on Thanksgiving Day.

Saturday, November 25, 2023, at down, my mind was set on our reactions of the last 3 days. Emotions? Feelings? Anger! All deeply implanted within our beings. It’s now Saturday, November 25, 2023, at 8:46 pm, time for bed, will continue when awake. It was 3:27 am on Sunday, November 26, 2023, when I woke up. It’s now Sunday, November 26, 2023, at 5:53 am. What has transpired since I woke up? A wealth of true knowledge from above. What am I to do with such wealth?

Keep it for now. Don’t push anything on anyone. It’s Sunday, November 26, 2023, at 7:20 pm. Currently I am no longer interested in talking about anything with anyone. I had enough. I need to digest it all before I continue recording.

Well? A New Day Has Arrived …?

So? How is today to differentiate from yesterday? Have I digested my frustration of last night? It’s Monday, November 27, 2023, at 4:33 am. The accumulated rubbish of the week has been collected in and out of the house. How about the rubbish in my mind? How can I rid myself of such stink? O but I am exhausted with the insidious task to take control of things one way or another. And what? Am I the only one so set in accomplishing that control? Indeed! The whole race is intent in such a task. It drives me nuts!

What To Do? Where To Turn? …

Thank goodness! I can turn my head, my eyes, way up high! Past the stars the mun & the sun, on to the infinity of eternity. Why not? I have practically & unequivocally exhausted all the means to achieve, to relieve what cannot by any terrestrial means can be achieved or relieved. Why not lift my all form whence comes my help?

A Song of Ascents. I WILL lift up my eyes to the hills [around Jerusalem, to sacred Mount Zion and Mount Moriah]–From whence shall my help come? [Jer_3:23]

My help comes from the Lord, Who made heaven and earth. He will not allow your foot to slip or to be moved; He Who keeps you will not slumber. [1Sa_2:9; Psa_127:1; Pro_3:23, Pro_3:26; Isa_27:3]

Behold, He who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand [the side not carrying a shield]. [Isa_25:4]

The sun shall not smite you by day, nor the moon by night. [Psa_91:5; Isa_49:10; Rev_7:16]

The Lord will keep you from all evil; He will keep your life. The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore. [Deu_28:6; Pro_2:8; Pro_3:6] Psalms 121:1-8. End of quote.

Master Versus Lord or Lord Versus Master? …

A subject giving way to numerous debates all claiming supremacy over the other. For myself I have opted Master because Lord to me denotes a term of condescending superiority ownership. As per Master to be an ownership of loving protection—ownership of my being to take care and protect me from the inevitable daily terrestrial perils in my journey.

Thus, Has Been My Experience Of The Great I AM …?

But then again, my experience is not to be imposed on anyone. Even more so, one year’s experience of Diana & Mike’s company has confirmed that fact to me. Therefore, I can now digest all my frustrations to my benefit instead of clamping inwards to store such frustrations in the cove of silent retaliation like I felt doing last night.

Mules Stuck in The Mud Pile Of The Beautiful Side Of Evil …

“Let them be My thiaBasilia, child of my heart, let them be stuck in such a mud. In time the torrential rain of blessings on them and curses for those not of your lot shall ease the mud they are trapped in. it is then when shall be released to gamble from their entrapment like calves from the stall”

  • Monday, November 27, 2023, at 8:50 am.
  • Readying for my day.
  • Monday, November 27, 2023, at 5:50 pm, I am back.
  • I need to take a break from recording right now.
  • Perhaps some reading is in place before I head for bed.
  • Monday, November 27, 2023, at 6:49 pm headed for bed.
  • Tuesday, November 28, 2023, at 4:21 am.

Pain, Doubt, Uncertainty, But No Fear …

Yes, I am down again. I spent a slumbering night; half-awake half sleep trying to piece together all I have learned about myself in the last few weeks. Pain, doubt, uncertainty, but at the same time no fear for I know, I trust my Creator with my whole being. Of that I have no doubt whatsoever. It’s really an uncanny, mysterious, or impossible to explain thing, especially when causing uneasiness or astonishment.

What’s Going On, What’s Wrong? …

Why I am down, obsessed with putting together the pieces of my past? That is something I have yet to figure out. Even so, right now I am somewhat reluctant to rush on any conclusion to answer such question. I am so tired of the continuous analyzing trying to figure out things ahead of time.

Trying To Figure Out Things Ahead of Time? …

Ha! That’s the PROBLEM! That’s the mud pile I get stuck in my own self! No wonder why the pain, doubt, and uncertainty. Am I deaf? Not really, I just put a deaf ear when it comes to the mules stuck in the mud pile. It does not occur to me that I could be one of those mules.

Just At That Moment, I Hear That Lovely Voice From Within …?

“O My precious child, My thiaBasilia how you delight My Being as you perceive the fact of your humanity. Indeed, My child, you are human subject to all the maladies the human kind deserve because of their insistence of self-sufficiency.

Regardless, I am Who I AM.

I have never given up My heart desire for a loving family to look up to Me with the loveliness of a baby looks up to loving parents doting on him.

Even so, I had to pay the price for such a family with My blood.

And there is the stumbling block, or the mud pile my beloved children including yourself get stuck in.

But soon, sooner than expected it will all become clear to all My children as clear as it has become to you.

Go on My precious child, you have nothing to fear but all to look forward to no matter the circumstances of the moment.”

Alright! Alright! So that voice from within is my Father Creator’s voice. He speaks to us all individually & collectible but, the majority of His children He has become what it amounts to a cliché or an expression that has lost much of its force through overexposure. Of course, I speak in hindsight. But, as I observe the jargon of these days, I am not far from the fact.

The Almighty Creator of Everything In Existence Is Relegated To: …

The Universe, my energy, my true self, I am love, I am free, there is no wrong or right, unconditional love, on and on goes the tirade of words without the knowledge of the Unknown God. Indeed! The Almighty is unknown so, His children have opted to adopt their own standards for what they assumed to be the reality of eternal love. The thing is, they are more convincing than ignored. Why?

Reflecting in the Creator’s Presence Before I Record Further …

Tuesday, November 28, 2023, at 6:48 pm. Headed for bed mainly to reflect on the matter. I woke up almost at 2 am on Wednesday, November 29, 2023. I do not wish to impose any of my beliefs or agenda on anyone because I do not possess either of them. I no longer believe anything that I believed before the Almighty stepped into my life and straitened my crooked beliefs. What I possess now is a relationship with the Creator gifted to me for His own purposes for my life. (Jeremiah 15:19-20) The Creator knows each one of His children as well as every single creature of His creation. (Hebrews 4:12-13) In short, what I write is what transpires between the Creator and me.

What Is the Purpose for My Writings …?

I have expounded on this matter before, but the human mind does not retain all that is heard, so, the need for a reminder. From the beginning of my writings

Why The Trend of The Days? The Insatiable Need To Control …

Plus anger—fear. The why of the matter has been revealed to me for my own edification. It took a long time to sear these things into my being to empower me to fulfill the purpose of my life as it’s written in  Luke 22:31-32 & Jeremiah 15:19-20.

Quote: (I was inspired to put my name instead of Peter because Yahushua (Jesus) was talking to Simon then but now He was speaking to me.

Simon, Simon (thia, thia), listen! Satan has asked excessively that [all of] you be given up to him [out of the power and keeping of God], that he might sift [all of] you like grain, [Job_1:6-12; Amo_9:9] But I have prayed especially for you [thia], that your [own] faith may not fail; and when you yourself have turned again, strengthen and establish your brethren. (Luke 22:31-32)

  • Wednesday, November 29, 2023, at 4:30 am.
  • At this point sleep overtook me.
  • I headed for bed.
  • Slept until 6:30 am.
  • I am awake now on Wednesday, November 29, 2023, at 7:14 am, ready to continue the narration.

Under Satan’s Power I Lost My Faith for A Moment …?

For Yahushua (Jesus) had prayed for me that my faith would not fail me. Therefore, on October 21, 1986, things were against me. I complained. His words to respond to my complaint hit me like a ton of bricks. He got my attention. My faith in Him was restored.

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(17-18) I have not joined the people in their merry feasts. I sit alone beneath the hand of God. I burst with indignation at their sins. Yet you have failed me in my time of need! You have let them keep right on with all their persecutions. Will they never stop hurting me? Your help is as uncertain as a seasonal mountain brook—sometimes a flood, sometimes as dry as a bone.”

The Lord replied: “Stop this foolishness and talk some sense! Only if you return to trusting me will I let you continue as my spokesman. You are to influence them, not let them influence you! They will fight against you like a besieging army against a high city wall. But they will not conquer you, for I am with you to protect and deliver you, says the Lord. Yes, I will certainly deliver you from these wicked men and rescue you from their ruthless hands.” (Jeremiah 15:17-21 TLB)

Your words were found, and I ate them; and Your words were to me a joy and the rejoicing of my heart, for I am called by Your name, O Lord God of hosts.

I sat not in the assembly of those who make merry, nor did I rejoice; I sat alone because Your [powerful] hand was upon me, for You had filled me with indignation. Why is my pain perpetual and my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? Will you indeed be to me like a deceitful brook, like waters that fail and are uncertain?

Therefore thus says the Lord [to Jeremiah]: If you return [and give up this mistaken tone of distrust and despair], then I will give you again a settled place of quiet and safety, and you will be My minister; and if you separate the precious from the vile [cleansing your own heart from unworthy and unwarranted suspicions concerning God’s faithfulness], you shall be My mouthpiece. [But do not yield to them.] Let them return to you–not you to [the people]. And I will make you to this people a fortified, bronze wall; they will fight against you, but they will not prevail over you, for I am with you to save and deliver you, says the Lord. And I will deliver you out of the hands of the wicked, and I will redeem you out of the palms of the terrible and ruthless tyrants. (Jeremiah 15:16-21 AMPC). End of quotes.

Well? For A Refresher To The Readers …

The quotes above set the basis for the content of my writings since 1985. Since then, absolutely everything in my life has come to pass exactly as it is written in all versions of the Bible. Since 1974 I had acquired several versions of the Bible frantically trying to make sense of all that I was reading. But the more I read the worse things got for me at the expense of my precious children. For I had become a religious bigot—strongly intolerant of those who differed with my agenda to force my children to comply without any consideration of their tender natures. By 1986 I quit reading those versions. I was inspired to get the Amplified version for better understanding of what I was reading.

Honestly? My children have gone through horrors beyond whatever my deluded imagination had conceived! But! From the mud I was willingly stuck in, my prayer was not to get unstuck but to plead with my Heavenly Father to take care of my precious children because I could not do it myself.

Anyhow, Change Was in The Way For Me …

The change started on that 21st day of October in 1986 with the above Scriptures penetrating the depth of my soul. Yahushua (Jesus) had to pull quite hard to get me unstuck from the mud pile that was about to extinguish the life out of me.

  • With His first pull of the rope around my neck He jerked me all the way to Waveland MS, to the home of my beloved Neen & Skee Picone.
  • Another jerk back to New Orleans to the home of Pauline who was the mother of my sponsor to reside in the USA.
  • Then? The final jerk to the place of quiet and rest my Heavenly Father had promised to me.
  • That was the apartment beyond the house of Norman Joseph Martinez, My Honey or N. J. Martinez Only To Me when I wanted to get his full attention.
  • Under the loving care of this truly unique gentleman, I remained from 1987 to 1992 when he was taken from me.
  • I went into a shock for about a year.
  • Even so, the metamorphosis from a caterpillar into a butterfly had already taken the form of the butterfly that now in 2023 is showing off its beauty in full splendor.

What Truly Matters to Me Now …

To stay aligned to the will of my Master, owner of my soul. By all means, I do not want to be free and on my own. No! No! No! I’ll be the greatest fool should I even think of such freedom! I been there I done that! Ten million religions, beliefs, religious as secular, as well what is understood as spiritual, Md’s, PH’s, Philosophers, Dali this Mohamad’s that, Yoga, and what have you, none, absolutely none can pluck me out of Yahushua’s heart where I reside. How blessed I am!

What Is to Happen Next …

Next? The unexpected blessings that I could not see much less appreciate when I was stuck in the mud pile of my staunch deranged beliefs. I am no longer trying to figure out what is to happen next. I am finally sitting still but working in perfect peace expressing myself with clarity, the type which engages the attention of whomever is attracted to read my posts.

Until the next post, lov, thia.

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Strange but Enchanting …

 

The message that I learned groping in the wilderness of life for 37 years …

THEME:  What The Story Is About.

Will not publish this theme.

I must find a different approach to continue posting to strengthen the brethren. After all, that is the purpose of my life. That purpose has been established since 1985.

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“Thia, Thia, Satan has desire to have you, to sift you; but I have prayed for you that when you come back, you will strengthen the brethren.”

Simon, Simon (Peter), listen! Satan has asked excessively that all of you be given up to him out of the power and keeping of God, that he might sift all of you like grain, [Job_1:6-12; Amo_9:9] But I have prayed especially for you Peter, that your own faith may not fail; and when you yourself have turned again, strengthen and establish your brethren. (Luke 22:31-32) End of quote.

Uncertainty …

Monday, October 30, 2023, at 7:27 pm. Ha! The 7 & 27 again just when I am so uncertain to continue posting the things that have already been posted. I must sleep on it. It seems to me that I am rehashing the past. If the past is past, I think I should let it rest.

Certainty …

Tuesday, October 31, 2023, at 2:44 am. The last day of the 10th month when things got serious. This month ends along with the uncertainty disturbing the peace, beauty, and love surrounding me. Certainty: new—anew MESSAGE thiaBasilia shall present on the Life of Rest against the Life of works from now unto eternity.

Until the next post, lov, thia

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My Conquests Strengthen the Brethren …

Talking About My Aberrations …?

It’s now Tuesday, October 24, 2023, at 9:00 pm. I am not sleepy, but I need to rest. I’ll head for bed, perhaps sleep comes my way. It’s now Wednesday, October 25, 2023, at 2:03 am. I have been up for 2 hours checking things out. I am not too happy with my doings, why? Well? I keep getting hooked up searching for approval that it seems like I am not getting as I would like to get in my posts.

  • What’s wrong with this state of my doings?
  • It seems to me that I am still limiting myself to my idea of what or how I am supposed to be or act or post or whatever.
  • What to do? I’ll wait to see what happens next.
  • For one thing? Right now, I’ll go and take care of my soup and forget all these aberrations of mine.
  • Wednesday, October 25, 2023, at 5:21 am. Bed.
  • Woke up around 6 am. Fixed breakfast. Pictures of sunrise.
  • Then my phone shut off.
  • I set it to charge and forgot about it.
  • Back to bed.
  • Awake now on Wednesday, October 25, 2023, at 10:08 am.
  • Will work on graphics.
  • A couple of hours later I realized I needed to check things out.
  • Suddenly, I heard what I thought to be Diana, but it was Melisa, Diana had been trying to call me to no avail. She was not home, and she asked Melisa to come and check on me.
  • O well! Guess what?
  • I heard that lovely voice within my being.
  • I listened. I responded.
  • All stable now.
  • Ready to conquer ALL my aberrations!
  • Bless my heart! I need it.

What’s The Point? …

Good question! Now I must figure out how to answer concisely. I have been considering all these matters as I go along. That’s the moment I get the answers needed.

  • It came to me how it strengthens me when I read or hear something about someone’s conquests.
  • Furthermore, I realized that I do not necessarily acknowledge the author of such matters.
  • The same is true with the readers of my posts.
  • So? What’s the use?
  • I do not need acknowledgement to continue fulfilling the purpose of my life to strengthen the brethren.
  • I am going on likes or no likes at the end of my posts.
  • One more aberration down to the ground.
  • The weight is lifted.
  • I feel so much lighter now.

Until the next post, lov, thia.