O What A Joy Inexplicable It Shall Be When We All Get Together And Sing And Shout The Victory!

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Journal—An ongoing dialog between thia/Basilia and Master Yahuwah/Yahushua. …

Sunday, September 18, 2016 at 6:45 am
O my Father—O Father of mine? Whatever You are doing I refuse to question and doubt You. You are my Father, would You give me a scorpion instead of the necessary monies for us to live by? Of course not! That’s what You tell us as it is written,

Luke 11:9-13
So I say to you, Ask and keep on asking and it shall be given you; seek and keep on seeking and you shall find; knock and keep on knocking and the door shall be opened to you.
For everyone who asks and keeps on asking receives; and he who seeks and keeps on seeking finds; and to him who knocks and keeps on knocking, the door shall be opened.
What father among you, if his son asks for a loaf of bread, will give him a stone; or if he asks for a fish, will instead of a fish give him a serpent?
Or if he asks for an egg, will give him a scorpion?
If you then, evil as you are, know how to give good gifts [gifts that are to their advantage] to your children, how much more will your heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to those who ask and continue to ask Him!

O my Father—O Father of mine? We have been asking of You. But we have not been satisfied with Your answer. We have not grab on to Your Set Apart Spirit You have gifted unto us. Thus we fall into the temptation to ask of people. It seems to me that I have been doing that all of my life. People is tired of my duality. I say I trust You but I go on begging for money. I do not have the power to wait on You.

Rather I have not grab on to that power You have gifted to me. I grieve Your Set Apart Spirit. I see it my Father. I am continuously blaming Ahmad but, it is not Ahmad. It’s me. Have mercy, O my Father—O Father of mine, discipline me but not in Your wrath. You know what went on last night. You know that I fell many steps down in the eyes of Joyce—she sees no change in me.

Yes, it is really easy to brag about our trust in You but, when it comes to the suffering of our loved ones? We cave in and do the unthinkable, we step in Your place. O forgive me, O my Father—O Father of mine? Let that be the last time for me to take matters into my own hands. Once again, I repent. Let not my repentance be a lip repentance. Let the sorrow in my being reach Your heart. Set me free from this wickedness in me. Psalms 51 comes into play once again. With King David I emphasize my plea.

Psalms 51:1-19 Have mercy upon me, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, according to Your steadfast love; according to the multitude of Your tender mercy and loving-kindness blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly and repeatedly from my iniquity and guilt and cleanse me and make me wholly pure from my sin!
For I am conscious of my transgressions and I acknowledge them; my sin is ever before me. Against You, You only, have I sinned and done that which is evil in Your sight, so that You are justified in Your sentence and faultless in Your judgment.
Behold, I was brought forth in a state of iniquity; my mother was sinful who conceived me and I too am sinful. Behold, You desire truth in the inner being; make me therefore to know wisdom in my inmost heart. Purify me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall in reality be whiter than snow.
Make me to hear joy and gladness and be satisfied; let the bones which You have broken rejoice. Hide Your face from my sins and blot out all my guilt and iniquities.
Create in me a clean heart, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/ Yahushua, and renew a right, persevering, and steadfast spirit within me. Cast me not away from Your Presence and take not Your Set Apart Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of Your deliverance and uphold me with a willing spirit.
Then will I teach transgressors Your ways, and sinners shall be converted and return to You. Deliver me from blood-guiltiness and death, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, the Almighty of my deliverance, and my tongue shall sing aloud of Your righteousness—Your rightness and Your justice.
O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, open my lips, and my mouth shall show forth Your praise. For You delight not in sacrifice, or else would I give it; You find no pleasure in burnt offering.
My sacrifice, the sacrifice acceptable to You O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/ Yahushua is a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart broken down with sorrow for sin and humbly and thoroughly penitent, such, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, You will not despise.
Do good in Your good pleasure to Zion; rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. Then will You delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, justice, and right, with burnt offering and whole burnt offering; then bullocks will be offered upon Your altar.

I now see and understand …the whole issue of our doings is first of all, between You and each one of us individually! …The first and most important command!
I also see that, most of my life I strived along with all of my peers, to keep the second command ahead of the first never realizing the severity of our sin. WOW! So that’s the lesson I am to learn with all of this. I wait on You, O my Father—O Father of mine? I wait on You to manifest Your forgivingness of my sin.

Sunday, September 18, 2016 at 8:20 am
O my Father—O Father of mine? I need You. I need You. I need You now more than ever before. I sense the culmination of the seven years I been walking on these grounds. The way things are turning out is frightening! Have I been stung once again by the snake behind Ahmad’s actions? It is obvious. Am I to declare defeat? Have the enemy the upper hand when it comes to Ahmad? Regardless, I refuse to panic. I will sit still and wait on You no matter what sort of ideas churn in my carnal mind. I wait on You.

Sunday, September 18, 2016 at 8:42 am
O my Father—O Father of mine? Indeed, You know how burdened & heavy laden I am at this moment. A call from Ahmad just double my burden. Has Ahmad given in to the enemy? Is Ahmad ready to abandon me? Is there no hope for Ahmad? I refuse to speculate. Yahushua said,

Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy-laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest. I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls. Take My yoke upon you and learn of Me, for I am gentle—meek and humble lowly in heart, and you will find rest—relief and ease and refreshment and recreation and blessed quiet for your souls. For My yoke is wholesome—useful, good—not harsh, hard, sharp, or pressing, but comfortable, gracious, and pleasant, and My burden is light and easy to be borne.
Said Yahushua in Matthew 11:28-30

I coming to You, O my Father—O Father of mine? I am so heavy laden this morning. Give me the power of Your Set Apart Spirit to come to Yahushua. Give me the power to take Yahushua’s yoke. What does that mean? What am I asking? Ah! One of the means of yoke is. ‘To join together; bind: partners who were yoked together for life.’
So, I am asking You to join me, to bind me with the yoke of Yahushua. I take the yoke of Yahushua to be the yoke of love? Ah! The power of love from on high that You have drenched upon me!

O my Father—O Father of mine? Every day I am bombarded with all kind of do and don’ts. Some inject fear. Some inject courage. All of them together? It means lack of trust or lack of love in and for You. It means we are not willing to love you above all others. It means we are willing, big time to love others as we love ourselves first of all. Basically, it means the love for ourselves is supreme.

Sunday, September 18, 2016 at 1:29 pm
Ha! It is not Ahmad at all. It’s me. It’s me and You, O my Father—O Father of mine? To me You have given the task to pass Your life within my being unto Ahmad. Instead, I have succeeded in making myself a god in the sight of Ahmad … now Ahmad comes to me instead of depending on You.

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart, pause & reflect, have I not admonished & warned mankind from the very beginning of its existence about what to do and what not to do? Have I not given mankind examples of the consequences of not heeding My admonishments & warnings?

I see it. O my Father—O Father of mine? I see it big time! I thought Your instructions meant that I was to pamper & condole & help Ahmad as an earthly mother would do. I now see my gross misunderstanding. I now see with my spiritual eyes the reason why You have let this go on for the last seven years coming to an end this November coming.

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Pause & reflect on what it means to learn obedience by the things you suffer. I know. I am well aware of your reaction against Ahmad and your shame for your actions.

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? There is no need for shame & finger pointing as My first created beings did. There is only a need to learn obedience. Thus is the reason for all the suffering in this world.

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Are you now beginning to understand My ways? Are you now beginning to understand why things are the way they are? Are you now beginning to understand why your children behave the way they behave towards you? Are you now beginning to understand yourself? Are you now beginning to understand that it is not them, it is you; it is with you that is My contention.

Pause. Reflect. O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Are you now beginning to understand the plight of the rest of mankind? Are you now beginning to understand why I am letting things take the course that things have taken in the existence of mankind? Are you now beginning to understand the importance of the numbers in My written words? Are you now beginning to understand why I have let things develop between Ahmad & you in the way that those things have developed in the span of seven years?

O thiaBasilia—O child of My heart? Rejoice! For your punishment is over. You have learned your lesson! You have now learned what it means to learn obedience by the things you suffer. Rejoice and be glad! Enjoy My fellowship. You are now fit teach transgressors My ways, and sinners shall be converted and return to Me. For as I heard My servant David I have heard you. Remember David’s words you quoted only a few paragraphs above.
Make me to hear joy and gladness and be satisfied; let the bones which You have broken rejoice. Hide Your face from my sins and blot out all my guilt and iniquities.

Create in me a clean heart, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/ Yahushua, and renew a right, persevering, and steadfast spirit within me. Cast me not away from Your Presence and take not Your Set Apart Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of Your deliverance and uphold me with a willing spirit.

Then will I teach transgressors Your ways, and sinners shall be converted and return to You. Deliver me from blood-guiltiness and death, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, the Almighty of my deliverance, and my tongue shall sing aloud of Your righteousness—Your rightness and Your justice.

O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, open my lips, and my mouth shall show forth Your praise. For You delight not in sacrifice, or else would I give it; You find no pleasure in burnt offering.

My sacrifice, the sacrifice acceptable to You O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/ Yahushua is a broken spirit; a broken and a contrite heart broken down with sorrow for sin and humbly and thoroughly penitent, such, O my Master—my Beloved Yahuwah/Yahushua, You will not despise.

Do good in Your good pleasure to Zion; rebuild the walls of Jerusalem. Then will You delight in the sacrifices of righteousness, justice, and right, with burnt offering and whole burnt offering; then bullocks will be offered upon Your altar.

O HalleluYah! I just about see that immense grilling gathering of all of Your children rejoicing and singing in one accord under the light of Yahushua’s Presence! None of such ritualistic sacrifices of the old time. Just an immense gathering enjoying the ultimate of eternal bliss! O what a joy inexplicable it shall be when we all get together and sing and shout the victory!
His love in my heart for all, thiaBasilia.

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