On this anniversary of Your service to Me?
Thia’s Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …
Sunday, June 19, 2016 at 12:21 pm
O my Father—O Father of mine. Everything is just fine only? I am beginning to be comfortable or at least able to be alone with no one else but You without the longing for the human fellowship that all humans must have. I need to sleep.
Sunday, June 19, 2016 at 6:30 pm
This day is almost gone. That is the daylight of the day is almost gone but? The twilight will soon arrive to give way to the working hours of my choosing much alive.
Surveys. Surveys. Surveys on the way. What is this O my Father—O Father of mine? Send me the surveys if that is the way You have chosen to supply the much needed funds to these days survive. Thanks O my Father—O Father of mine. Whatever for me You choose is always fine!
Monday, June 20, 2016 at 1:37 am
On this anniversary of Your service to Me? O My child—O child of My heart, I do bequeath to thee this bouquet of roses from the ones I have placed right within your heart on that 20th day of June exactly 31 years this day marks to be.
Rejoice and be glad for Your work shall be rewarded and your reward? Safeguarded until the day I pronounce unto you, Well done, you upright (honorable, admirable) and faithful servant! You have been faithful and trustworthy over a little; I will put you in charge of much. Enter into and share the joy (the delight, the blessedness) which your master enjoys. (Matthew 25:23)
O my Father—O Father of mine? Your joy? Your joy is my strength at much length.
Monday, June 20, 2016 at 7:16 am
O my Father—O Father of mine? What will today to me You bequeath? Shall, whatever be, hidden underneath the day’s reverses my mind rehearses? Spare me my Father—O Father of mine? Stop my mind … stop my mind … stop my mind let it not rewind!
Everything is fine. No need to let my mind wind the wiles on the imagination’s confines. My hope? To advance the sure winding of the title Overcoming Dysfunctional Mother to its ending without it bending. I wait on You for Your leading, for Your bidding.
His love in my heart for you dear reader and for all passersby on the fly, thiaBasilia