Journal—An Ongoing Dialog Between thiaBasilia And Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Saturday, January 13, 2018 at 6:48 am.
Funny? No Wonder Why the Creator Laughs; Has Us In Derision, And In Supreme Contempt He Mocks Us. Three days of laughter. Hopefully? The drift is caught.
In the unity of ONE His will is done? I’m ONE with that ONE. With that ONE? I laugh. I grieve. I rejoice at the sound of His laughter and His voice. Hopefully? Ye all laugh with US—Father/Son/myself.
Don’t mean to offend. No need to defend. The end of the matter is LOVE. Behold! The Power Of Love & Wisdom From On High Drenched Upon Us All. It Never Fails. It Always Avails!
First, I read my brother’s passionate confession of who he is. Then the title for an upcoming book—“On Being Love: How I Am Changing the World by Loving Myself”, and?
I also watched a video by the author of the book, The Chicken Soup. Hahaha! HalleluYah! All of that made me? Laugh! Goodness sake!
We really, really do not realize how funny we sound in the ears of the One with Whom we have to do. Of course, we make HIM laugh, but we also? Grieve His heart.
My brother and sister sound like my Ahmad’s youngest son at the age of 8 yrs. He called Ahmad and declared, “Send me 15 dinars.” “What for?” Asked Ahmad. “I’m coming to Aqaba!” Was the answer. “Oh? Your mom coming with you?” “No! I’m coming by myself. I am a man!”
O mine! That eight year old ‘man’? A description of our relationship with our Father/Creator. ‘WE CAN!’ is the human’s mind set on.
Sure enough! We can and have done? Anything our mind is set on to do, but! To change the world? Heavens for Betsy! That we cannot do! No matter our most intense determination to do so.
If changing the world was possible, then? It would already taken place. Untold number of ways to do so. Is the world any better than what it was some 2,000 plus years ago? NAY!
Perhaps? Ten-fold worse. We have regressed to the times of Noah, but! Is time to wake up. The Father/Creator promises,
For this is as the days of Noah to Me; as I have sworn that the waters of Noah should no more go over the earth, so have I sworn that I would not be angry with you or rebuke you.
O dear Reader of these lines, me, personally? Those words have been whispered in my ears and written in my heart, but!
Not for me only….
Those words are not for me or for you only. They are for the whole congregation of the Father/Creator’s children.
Worldly Success? Ours for the taken, but?….
And on changing ourselves? Yeah, it is done all the time. We change ourselves with the season of the year or the season of the era, and! Happiness in this world? Set your mind to it, and you got it!
The human mind can now create the human’s paradise of their dreams any time. The happy faces living in those paradises? Laughter! Love! Happiness to the max, and?
Enticing others to join in. Universities. Books. Work shops. Seminars. TV shows. It looks like the whole world is intent on making this world and ourselves better than what all is now.
Millions flock to avail themselves of all means available to accomplish such happiness—such success. “Come! We’ll give you all steps for free! You deserve to be successful and happy!”
Hahaha! Even the title for this blog? Success Inspirers World—talking about an attractive title? Until my brother invited me to join in? I had no likes much less followers. Now? Wow!
But guess what? The ‘success’ we inspire? NOTHING in resemble to this insanity ridden world. Indeed! The Father/Creator is backing up this great blog! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Success Inspirers World? It’s fixing to take over all the social networks combined, WATCH OUT! You think I’m kidding?
That thought just came to me as I am writing these lines. It’s not my idea or my thinking or anything of my invention. It’s the Father/Creator speaking to my heart. Of that I’m 100% sure. Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Worldly Success for me?…
Ay, aye, ayyy! Me? Been there. Done that, but! My Father/Creator? He set my sail upwards. Over the waves and the storms of this world’s happiness? Upward I sailed to much avail!
No, I am not stoic or paranoiac. I enjoy a good laugh. Humor is my gifted plus, but! To everything there is a season, and? This is not the season to be jolly, we must quit our folly.
Ecc 3:2 A time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to pluck up what is planted, [Heb_9:27]
Ecc 3:3 A time to kill and a time to heal, a time to break down and a time to build up,
Ecc 3:4 A time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance,
Ecc 3:5 A time to cast away stones and a time to gather stones together, a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
Ecc 3:6 A time to get and a time to lose, a time to keep and a time to cast away,
Ecc 3:7 A time to rend and a time to sew, a time to keep silence and a time to speak, [Amo_5:13]
Ecc 3:8 A time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace. [Luk_14:26]
The whole book of Ecclesiastes is an eye opener, but the final conclusion? That’s the matter the Father/Creator is now in the process to write in our hearts and minds.
This is now getting quite interesting to me. Is it to you, dear Reader? It’s really not about religion or anything we have devised to better the world or ourselves.
What it’s all about?….
It’s all about going back to the basics—the original intent for our creation, but! It’s of no use trying to go back on our own. The Father/Creator is doing the work in our hearts.
Unless He does the work? We become self-righteous, obnoxious, and controlling poor species of human beings.
No problem though. Father is in control whether we realize it or not. He is intent in restoring us for the sake of His name regardless our rebellious way.
Me? Grand Opening!….
Me? For thirty some odd years I have been under construction. It’s just now that the Father has declared the building’s Grand Opening! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Next? The post title shall be, ‘Let Me Now Talk Turkey…’ Yeah. I got some good ‘turkey talk for all to enjoy, including my own self! Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Right now? I done slept. Ate. Drank. Sat. Got it all down pat. Now what? To post it all, thiaBasilia. Quit your none sense verbosity. Alright, alright. I just might.
In the meantime and until the next post? His love in my heart for you and for all remains there to stay for eternity, thiaBasilia. 🙂