Read. You do not agree? Chalk it all off & out! Instead, print your positive Christian thinking programmed in your mind in big letters, post it on your wall and go on & on until…the curses threaten to destroy you for eternity just like it happened to yours truly. O what a day of rejoicing that would be!
Yesterday, I was ‘busy’ and neglected to post here. I only posted on Flowers from on high! Check it out.
For now? Let’s get on with the present post.
Wednesday, December 16, 2015 at 2:32 am
Well, what do you know? I did not miss a day. I recorded yesterday—Tuesday. Today? It’s Wednesday—the next day and, O my Father, You brought to my remembrance to check my journal right now.
When I looked at the time, for sure, I thought it had been long days since I had recorded anything. Yes, for sure also, I live up above in Eternity somewhere but, I have to check in this world here & there just to take note of what’s up down here where I do not belong, how about that? Hahaha! HalleluYah!
Well, I find things not much different than yesterday. Same aching carcass of mine. Same brew to alleviate that painful condition. Same computer challenges. And same ‘gooney’ thia/Basilia wondering & pleading with the Father/Creator, “Help me, my Father, help me! Unless You help me, there is no other way!”
Would you think Father rushes to help this pitiful thia/Basilia? Indeed! The song that comes to mind is, “I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden…”
O well, You are so right, my Father, so right! Whoever wrote that song must to been talking to You. Or, maybe that song writer read the curses in Deuteronomy 28:15-68, I wonder.
Whatever! Reading Deuteronomy 28:15-68 I get rather dizzy just to begin to see the stark reality of our existence.
Sometimes, if not all the time, I wonder, ‘Has anyone read that passage of Scripture? Myself? Hum! Maybe, just maybe, I skipped it?
Instead, I printed the Blessings in big letters & a nice frame and pasted in my wall as a reminder that I was blessed not cursed! What a fallacy!
Even so, that was the result of my positive Christian thinking programmed in my mind like written in stone brains! Hahaha!
It took Father all those long seven years in this oppressed society or wilderness of people that He brought me into, it took Him that long to deprogram that Positive Christian Mantra from me! O what a blessing!
Just hearing the mention of the lines of that song, jolts me into the reality of my now, Dying in the Present Living in Eternity—that my Father did promised, big time!
Get on with our Father in these crazy lines that I write and you would be, for sure, singing or hearing that, “I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden” only to jolt your memory of a better promise—the promise of Eternal Life!
His love in my heart for all, thia/Basilia