Journal—An ongoing dialog between! thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Saturday, May 20, 2017 at 10:33 am
May be 18 hours since I recorded anything in this journal. Been working on graphics, writing comments, listening to Ray Edwards & Derek Murphy & Rebecca Matter. I emailed a persuasion letter to Rebecca. Maybe she’ll respond this time. I been doing chores all the while I am thinking about my relationship with Ahmad and with my children.
But mainly, O my Father—O Father of mine? I been reflecting on how You have changed my attitude. Wisdom—Your wisdom prevails. You sent much to think about in the last few days. I am concerned with the setup of, “LOVE—The End of the Matter. The Power of Love.” I am also concerned about, “Overcoming Supernaturally: Tumultuous Dysfunctional Past Bipolar-Depression-Schizophrenia Calm Serene Productive Present.”
I sense You are leading me to redo the cover for Overcoming Supernaturally. I will leave the title and redo the description with the subtitle. Perhaps change the background. I know You’ll show me what to do. It will be easy to have somebody do my cover but, that won’t be me. I wait on You.
Sunday, May 21, 2017 at 4:27 am
Been up for about an hour. Been working on the cover. Where to go? So many trails. So many distractions. Show me the way my Father, show me the way. I cannot forever stay uncertain which way for me to go on. You have a purpose for all of these goings-on. I wait. I will not lose my gait. (5:19 am Office needs to update. Closing the program for now.)
Sunday, May 21, 2017 at 11:00 am
I can’t believe my blessings! No kidding. I am blessed no matter lack of success or any other mess. I goof-up every step of the way, but! That’s the beauty of it all—I’m getting the knack of all my goofing-ups! I roam around. I munch on this or that. I chop & cook. I wash a dish or two. I change things around in my tiny apartment. I wonder where is Ahmad? Where is Yazeed? What goes on with my family? Why my friends do not answer my calls or emails? Why my readers do not arise & tribe & subscribe much less invest in the process? Why the big wheels pay no mind to my persuasion letters?
And, to each matter? The wisdom from on high prevails. And, and, and? The blinds and the plugs fly off my eyes to see and off my ears to hear. I hear: “Your dream is a reality!” Can you believe it? On comes Derek Murphy with a brand new slant on the writers/authors affairs. Nina Amir? “Create Inspired Results: Step Into Your dream.” What is it that I just heard? Quickly! Let me record the Headline! My Dream Is A Reality!
Keep on the alert! Much more is coming. All for our GOOD! Soon, very soon the King will take a hold of all hearts, be told, get off the mold.
Monday, May 22, 2017 at 4:40 am
A challenging day yesterday was, my Father, but! You knew all about it. You sent the following encouragement via Your lovely vessel, Erisa Rei,
How are you? I just wanted to share this beautiful picture of a sunrise on our farm. A few years ago, our family was in a really hard place where hope was wearing thin. But we took a death grip on hope and held onto each other too. Now a few years later, we are truly living the dream on our tiny farm here in the Heartland of Illinois.
I say this to remind you that circumstances can get dark in your life, but eventually the tiny spark of hope will flame into a dawn as beautiful at this one.
Have a wonderful week!
How in the world did you to send me such timely encouragement? It has to be a product of the power of His love from on high! It never fails. It always avails! Have you been to, http://www.thia-basilia.com/? I’m fixing to post now.
Thanks, I will use the pic. Actually, that’s why I came on line, to look for a new background for my revised cover. I’m into graphics design here lately, (big mountain to climb! Father is leading though. So, I got your beautiful pic.)
His love in my heart for all!
I’m so glad. I just felt like I needed to send it. Learning to do graphics work is always a bit frustrating for me, but it’s a necessity in this day and age.
How was your day?
Learning to cope with frustrations. Father is so good! He gives me hind’s feet to climb the mountains of trouble, suffering or responsibility. My responsibility is to trust Him for every breath I take.
My water supply is cut off. I started to blame the human element, but! Instead, I said, “Father, You are my supplier. You know all about this water. Thanks for the water I have stored. Thanks for Your Presence in my heart and in my life.” Frustration? GONE!
On to my journal. I’ll add this to the entry I thought to post yesterday, but, Father had other plan for that entry. I thank Him for you. Much love, thiaBasilia. 🙂
What is next, my Father? Whatever, it will be for the good of mine and for the good of every one of my concern. I am on to continue with the graphics before I post this entry.
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.