Been Reading All Headlines In The Main Site …

Ha! I Am Impressed! …

The One Headline To Catch My Attention Big Time? Here It Is …

This Is The Year Not To Fear Our Fears … Posted on February 18, 2020.

The Year To Come Boldly To The Throne Of Grace For The Much-Needed Help To Abandon Our Fears …?

  • The impressive graphic:

Here I Am Some Three Months Later, Quite Impressed, Why?

Thursday, May 28, 2020 at 9:54 pm.

O my Master! The posts from the last day of 2019 until today are quite impresive if I may say so myself.

Now? What Is In Your Mind To Do With It All? …

Perhaps set this 2020 year up to date in book format? I wait on You to lead the way. It sure looks like quite a challenge.

Heading For Bed. It’s Another Day …

Friday, May 29, 2020 at 12:25 am.

Sleep comes. Sleep goes. Sometimes I wake up in pain. Other times I wake up without pain. Pain comes. Pain goes. Me? Peace and tranquility no matter what.

Peace And Tranquility. What A Blessing! …

Friday, May 29, 2020 at 9:20 am.

So what if I expect for Ahmad to show up on his promised to do so but he does not? It no longer disturbs that peace and tranquility.

Complete Rest In Your Presence And Unbroken Companionship …

Aloof from fears and worries and doubts and hurt feelings and the churning of my mind. You are my Shepherd O Mighty One! I shall not want.

  • Only goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life. I shall dwell in Your Presence now and for eternity.

Such Is The Reality Of My Existence Now …

Friday, May 29, 2020 at 11:05 pm.

But it was not so before. For You were there all the time while I could not sense Your Presence because I was full of anger and resentment. It’s the end of my day. Heading for bed.

I Went To Hell And Back. I Could Not Get Away From You …

Saturday, May 30, 2020 at 4:40 am.

Indeed! Through the waters of the oceans I sought to hide my shame to no avail. You were there.

  • I sought to hide in the darkness of hell, but even there, darkness became light. Quote:

Psalms 139:7-12 TLB

I can never be lost to your Spirit! I can never get away from my Yah!

If I go up to heaven, you are there; if I go down to the place of the dead, you are there.

If I ride the morning winds to the farthest oceans, even there your hand will guide me, your strength will support me.

If I try to hide in the darkness, the night becomes light around me.

For even darkness cannot hide from God; to you the night shines as bright as day. Darkness and light are both alike to you.

What A Mighty Yah You Are! …

Saturday, May 30, 2020 at 5:13 am.

Here I am on the threshold of my 81st birthday. Complete rest. No more attempts to hide my shame. You have heard and answered my echo of the Psalmist prayer. Quote:

Psalms 39:1-13 TLB

I said to myself, I’m going to quit complaining! I’ll keep quiet, especially when the ungodly are around me.

But as I stood there silently the turmoil within me grew to the bursting point. The more I mused, the hotter the fires inside. Then at last I spoke and pled with the Master:

Master help me to realize how brief my time on earth will be. Help me to know that I am here for but a moment more.

My life is no longer than my hand! My whole lifetime is but a moment to you. Proud man! Frail as breath! A shadow! And all his busy rushing ends in nothing. He heaps up riches for someone else to spend.

And so, Master, my only hope is in you.

Save me from being overpowered by my sins, for even fools will mock me then.

Master, I am speechless before you. I will not open my mouth to speak one word of complaint, for my punishment is from you.

Master don’t hit me anymore—I am exhausted beneath your hand.

When you punish a man for his sins, he is destroyed, for he is as fragile as a moth-infested cloth; yes, man is frail as breath.

Hear my prayer, O Master; listen to my cry! Don’t sit back, unmindful of my tears. For I am your guest. I am a traveler passing through the earth, as all my fathers were.

Spare me, Master! Let me recover and be filled with happiness again before my death.

You Have Spared Me. You Are Recovering Me. You Are Filling With Joy Inexplicable …

Joy Inexplicable? Indeed! Joy Inexplicable full of You. For You are LOVE, joy, the ultimate happiness I never dreamed I could obtain.

And So? Now I Know What To Do …

Sunday, May 31, 2020 at 7:00 am.

It is the 7th day and the last day of the 5th month on this 2020 year at exactly the 7th hour and 00 minutes. All is well. all is swell.

I Know What To Do, And? I Am Doing It …

O my Master! nothing is by chance. You have turned the saga of my life on the sure and straigtht way to Your will for my good and the good of Your creation.

You Have Made The Way Clear To Me Since The Last Day Of 2019 …

Five months now of my upwards journey. I am to set it all into books. Yesterday You set me up to begin my task.

Amazing! The Task Is Already Marked Quite Clear …

I am having no trouble at all setting up the chapters—those are already marked as if I knew what I was doing when I originallly wrote the posts which I did not know it then.

Yes! Reading My Own Writings? I Am Amazed …

You have made The Saga In 2020 quite sensible from the first day of 2020. The cover tells it all in one sentence, quote:

‘The Year NOT To Fear Our Fears!’

  • Sunday, May 31, 2020 at 7:48 am on to revise the cover.

Here I Am, My Master! Send Me …

Monday, June 1, 2020 at 5:38 am.

Master? I spent the day yesterday revising the cover for the book. Besides that, the work You have planned for this apartment is now materializing. What joy!

  • Joy? Yes, not really because of the work, rather it is such joy to see Ahmad so earnestly taking care of it all with gusto and gladness.
  • The results of Your work for the last ten years in Ahmad’s heart and mine are unbelievable, ashtonishing! What do I mean?
  • Well? Let me put like this, You, my Master, have been working in me since 1985 as far as I can remember. From that time on You have written Your words in my heart to restore my being.
  • On my waking up earlier I continued revising the cover to perfection. Then, I came to record in the journal as usual not knowing what was I to record?
  • And so, I wrote ‘Here I am, my Master! the following two words came automatically, ‘send me’. Wow!
  • Send me? Immediately the words of the Prophet Isaiah came to mind. Reading the account of those words just blows my mind. Why? Quote:

Isaiah 6:1-13 TLB

1  The year King Uzziah died I saw the Lord! He was sitting on a lofty throne, and the Temple was filled with his glory.

2  Hovering about him were mighty, six-winged angels of fire. With two of their wings they covered their faces, with two others they covered their feet, and with two they flew.

3  In a great antiphonal chorus they sang, “Holy, holy, holy is the Lord Almighty; the whole earth is filled with his glory.”

4  Such singing it was! It shook the Temple to its foundations, and suddenly the entire sanctuary was filled with smoke.

5  Then I said, “My doom is sealed, for I am a foul-mouthed sinner, a member of a sinful, foul-mouthed race; and I have looked upon the King, the Lord of heaven’s armies.”

6  Then one of the mighty angels flew over to the altar and with a pair of tongs picked out a burning coal.

7  He touched my lips with it and said, “Now you are pronounced ‘not guilty’ because this coal has touched your lips. Your sins are all forgiven.”

8  Then I heard the Lord asking, “Whom shall I send as a messenger to my people? Who will go?” And I said, “Master, I’ll go! Send me.”

9  And he said, “Yes, go. But tell my people this: ‘Though you hear my words repeatedly, you won’t understand them. Though you watch and watch as I perform my miracles, still you won’t know what they mean.’

10  Dull their understanding, close their ears, and shut their eyes. I don’t want them to see or to hear or to understand, or to turn to me to heal them.”

11  Then I said, “Master how long will it be before they are ready to listen?” And he replied, “Not until their cities are destroyed—without a person left—and the whole country is an utter wasteland,

12  and they are all taken away as slaves to other countries far away, and all the land of Israel lies deserted!

13  Yet a tenth—a remnant—will survive; and though Israel is invaded again and again and destroyed, yet Israel will be like a tree cut down, whose stump still lives to grow again.”

I Did Not See You, My Master, As The Prophet Isaiah Did …

No. Not at all. I did not see You ‘sitting on a lofty throne, and the Temple was filled with his glory. But!

I Have Seen You Sitting In The Temple Of My Heart For Many, Many Years Now, And? …

For the last few weeks? Your glory flares within the temple of my heart big time! Even so? Your glory has shaken the temple of my heart big time as well. Why?

The Truth About My Human Nature. Not Pretty …

To read the complete book with all details, click, click, quickly click:

The Saga in 2020 Minimal format

This is Book 1 of the books I am to publish from the journal entries from that post forward.

The discovery of our Creator’s doings in my existence for the benefit of each one of His children as well as for the whole so loved world’s benefit has flooded my soul big time. The best part?

The Master compels me to share my wealth by all means available. Thus this Book 1 is ready now for your reading benefit.

So be it.

Your love in my heart for all. thiaBasilia