Behold! Yahuwah Universal Sovereign In Control!

No Kidding! This 2020 All Shall Know It Is So! …

O My Master! Hard Times Are Coming, And? Here I Am Worried About Black Chocolate! …

Hahaha! Humor instead of anger. Why should I worry about the hard times coming? Behold! You are in control! In control of it all, including my black chocolate, that’s for sure!

The truth? Ain’t worried about anything anymore, but! Black chocolate? O well! It’s doing me good. I need to remind Ahmad to get it for me, he forgets, You know it my Master.

Anyhow, yesterday? Blustering winds whistling out there. Rain pouring down, but it came to me to remind to Ahmad about my black chocolate, never thinking he would be out there in the weather. So? The scene.

“Quickly! Quickly! I am in the rain, Basilia!” “My black chocolate! MY BLACK CHOCOLATE!!!” “WHAT? I’M IN THE RAIN!!!” He shouted at me and hung up! The nerve! Rain and no black chocolate for me. Can you believe it?

Sure enough, because of my inopportune call? He didn’t show up last night. I waited for him until 11 pm. While getting under my covers? I burst out laughing! I realized the ridiculousness of it all!

Humor instead of anger it sure is my motto now. Any other time I would have been angry, anxious, cry, cry, and cry in despair!

No more! No more anger. No more anxiety, and no more tears. You done repaired the broken lachrymal gland in my mind

What a Fixer Upper You are my Beloved Master! truly? Your banner over me is love? Is it so for Ahmad and the rest, my Master?

To find out the Master’s response? You must read until the end of this fun funny accounts of my doings. On to the original post’s content.

Been Devoted All My Life But I Was Clueless …

Thursday, February 6, 2020 at 6:55 am.

“Poor Basilia!” Ahmad’s forever annoying this truly poor soul, but! O well, maybe he knows more than he lets on for me to think about it. Me? O bless my heart. Devoted 100% each time.

  1. First? Born, raised Catholic until the divorce.
  2. I divorced my first husband so? The Catholic God divorced me.
  3. Then? Charismatic
  4. Next? Baptist.
  5. Independent for a while.
  6. Up came the Messianic s
  7. I thought I had arrived!
  8. My duty to proclaim key Hebrew words plus…
  9. Zealous attempts to proclaim the Jewish customs and traditions.
  10. From keeping the festivals to wearing the Tassels (Tzit tzit) and the head cover? Man! I was determined to keep all the Hebrew customs and traditions to the ‘tee’ to keep myself and others from the flames of hell!
  11. Thank goodness! That was over as quickly as it came upon me.
  12. Soon as I arrived in Jerusalem? Almighty Yahuwah showed me the ridiculousness of my doings.

In Retrospect? O My Master What A Trip My Religious Devotions Have Been …

Thursday, February 6, 2020 at 8:03 am.

You are now putting a hearty laugh at my own ridiculousness. Humor instead of anger is my gifted motto. I left my recording here. Went on to my fun jolly holly gifted graphics skill to fill.

O My Master! What A Blessing It Is To Create What You Procreate …

Friday, February 7, 2020 at 7:50 am.

O well! I just used those words referring to Your Creator sole right. In my thinking? I am not creating anything that You have not already created.

You Alone Are The Master Creator Of All In Existence …

Of course, many souls realize and live by that, but! for the most? Humankind makes heroes of anyone gifted to reproduce whatever You gift to some soul to reproduce.

(Wondering if I should sneak a delicious chunk of chocolate in my mouth? Problem: one little chunk leads to another and another until I get sick!  Help, my Master HELP!)

Slept until Friday, February 7, 2020 at 2:13 am. Sleep again until 5:53 am.

Well? O My Master! You Are In Control Of My Daily Doings …

Friday, February 7, 2020 at 2:09 pm.

Yesterday I published about The Great Tribulation in the main site, but somehow, I did not publish in the rest of the sites. Now? The Net is not working again. I can’t publish. I wait on You.

The Reality Of Your Existence In My Heart And Life Sustains Me Victoriously …

Saturday, February 8, 2020 at 4:27 am.

One more 7th day of rest resting on You all the way. No kidding, in You I live and have my being. I slept for a few hours. Got up around 2:30 am. Went ahead with the posting of the Great Tribulation.

It’s Awesome To Experience Your Doings In My Life …

Saturday, February 8, 2020 at 10:02 pm.

O my Master! You have dried my tears of anxiety. You have steadied my steps. You have given me Your strength to overcome gloom or glee! Awesome are Your doings in my life as anyone shall see.

  • It’s the end of my 7th Day of rest. Blustery winds all day. Rain. Ahmad promised to come but he didn’t. I’m cold even with the heat on, and? I am at peace resting on You regardless it all.
  • Much accomplished in the graphics corner. But the NET not working, so I can’t continue with the task.
  • It’s 10:20 pm. Perhaps will continue with the graphics on waking up. Will now head for bed to rest underneath Your everlasting arms.

O My Master! Hard Times Are Coming, And? Here I Am Worried About Black Chocolate! …

Hahaha! Humor instead of anger. Why should I worry about the hard times coming? Behold! You are in control! In control of it all, including my black chocolate, that’s for sure!

The truth? Ain’t worried about anything anymore, but! Black chocolate? O well! It’s doing me good. I need to remind Ahmad to get it for me, he forgets, You know it my Master.

Anyhow, yesterday? Blustering winds whistling out there. Rain pouring down, but it came to me to remind to Ahmad about my black chocolate, never thinking he would be out there in the weather. So? The scene.

“Quickly! Quickly! I am in the rain, Basilia!” “My black chocolate! MY BLACK CHOCOLATE!!!” “WHAT? I’M IN THE RAIN!!!” He shouted at me and hung up! The nerve! Rain and no black chocolate for me. Can you believe it?

Sure enough, because of my inopportune call? He didn’t show up last night. I waited for him until 11 pm. While getting under my covers? I burst out laughing! I realized the ridiculousness of it all!

Humor instead of anger it sure is my motto now. Any other time I would have been angry, anxious, cry, cry, and cry in despair!

No more! No more anger. No more anxiety, and no more tears. You done repaired the broken lachrymal gland in my mind

What a Fixer Upper You are my Beloved Master! truly? Your banner over me is love? Is it so for Ahmad and the rest, my Master?

“O thiaBasilia—O Child Of My Heart? You really are a child of My heart.

You delight My Being!

Even when in the midst of the rain and pain at times you despair.

At times you burst your angry tirades at Me, even then, you delight My Being!

My Spirit bears witness that you are My genuine child who knows Me as the Father that I am to you.

Rejoice, My precious child! I am so delighted to sup with you.

I am so delighted to extend My scepter unto My Queen instead of letting you perish like anyone not so cherished.

I am so looking forward for your humorous escapades.

Those escapades are My blessings to you and to all!

Go on! Let go! Be still! I am at work no matter what is your fill.

I love you with an everlasting love, My precious dove.

And yes, it is so for Ahmad and the rest.

It’s all for your best!” End of quote.

Ha! It’s coming to me to start the posting this morning with this entry. I will comply. On to the task if anyone asks.

Sunday, February 9, 2020 at 6:21 am.

Master? I pray You let Your readers see how You lead me to improve the graphic’s skill You have gifted to me. You have the whole post’s content encased in those graphics. Pray for You to let those readers see what the graphics are about and enjoy the same with me.

Enjoy! Deploy!

Much love to all. thiaBasilia.