It Is Not About You

It is not about you or me. It is about right, it is about justice. And it is Biblical prophesy. "Every knee shall bow and every tongue shall confess that Jesus Christ is Lord."
I am telling my story because the Holy Spirit compels me! "Judge not that ye be not judged" Don't you judge me. Do not tell me what I should or should not do. It didn't happen to you. This is my cross to bear and I am going to bear it. I am going to tell the world what crimes we stealthly and clandestinely commit against our children. Yes you are guilty and stand in judgement. We are all culpable. When we whisper and gossip and fail to intervene. We shake our heads sadly and move on taking care of our "business" and maintaing our perfect fronts. Most people that I know have actually suggested that I keep this story secret because it makes black people look bad. So what! "It is what it is." Let the chips fall where they may. If you think the color of one's skin is a ligitimate dividing line and predictor of character you are lost and beyond my ability to enlighten.
Time Out! and Time Up! "Come ye out from among them." I am a member of that peculiar race and "I will not equivocate and I will be heard!"
If you are over twelve years old and had to use a dictionary or google to fully undrestand me that is to your credit. I salute and thank you very much. You give me hope that there is at least one more seeker of knowledge, an empathetic human being demanding justice for all.
Much Love, Peace and Happiness
Rachel Doster

What I Always Knew

What I always knew...I always knew my "mother" was a loose woman. I always knew that she didn't love me. I knew that I was just a thing to be tolerated, a dumb brute animal that she kept out of the goodness of her heart. What I didn't know...I didn't know that the woman I called "mother" orchestrated and participated in my brutal rape.
It was the night that she made me drink a huge cool-aide glass full of Creme -de-mint Liqueur. I was only eight years old. She came home with this liqueur claiming that she didn't want us to grow up ignorant like she did. "My dumb ass nigga' parents didn't teach me shit about life! I don't want yall going out in the world ignut lak I did." She got out the glasses and told us to pour a drink. Just like a child , I poured a huge glassful. I even put ice in mine. Suddenly; "Ya greedy ass nigga' Ni you drink it! Drink every fucking drop!" Of course I was totally obedient to this terrorist. I don't know what happened after that other than I remember this excruciating pain in my tiny eight year old vagina the next day when I woke up. A few days later you put me on a train to visit and meet my father for the first time in my life. Were you mad because my father refused to marry you? Did you want to send him damaged goods? Am I over thinking this? Was this simply a case of primitive animalistic lust? Are you really that selfish? Are you unable to care about another living person? Wild animals in the zoo don't do what you did to me.
I know you don't have any remorse, but do you have any guilt, or just possibly a slight hint of regret?
"If I did anything, it was out of ignorance." you blasted sarcastically. Was that supposed to be a half ass apology?
"You remember too much!"
So it's my fault?
To any one that reads this blog, this is my catharsis, this is my healing. I am sorry if I embarrass you or leave you speechless when I drop the "incest" bomb. Yes, I am an incest survivor and I am telling any and everyone that will listen.
Why? I want the World to know that Jesus Christ is Real! His Love and intercession is awesome. "This Joy I have, the World didn't give it to me and the World can't take it away."
A word of warning and caution to all none believers and scoffers, the devil will make a fool out of you. He will trick you, make you think that you are greater than what you are. The devil will entice you to do things that will make you "shame" one day. The devil doesn't want you to be able to hold your head up. He wants you beaten down with sin and guilt. He is never content with just destroying your life, he wants to destroy you and every one you touch. Satan wants to destroy generations. The evil practiced by one family member can imprison families for generations.
"Happy Father's Day" Jerome Walters. I Praise the Lord for you! Thank you for your prayers. Thank you for loving me and protecting me . Thank you for loving and protecting all of your children, grandchildren. Thank you for living a life worthy of high praise and emulation . Thank you for being a great patriarch, thank you for blazing the trail. If any man needs an example of a great father he need look no further than Jerome Walters (b. July 12, 1894 - d. February 10, 1979)

"Count it all Joy" (James 1:2)

Rachel Doster

Every Good and precious gift is from God!

You poor ignorant woman. How dare you suffer with insane jealousy. Don't you know that every good and precious gift is from above? You call yourself an ordained minister, what Bible are you reading? Aren't you tired of maiming and mauling? Have you ever felt an ounce of remorse in your eighty four years of life? It is not the quantity of your life, it is the quality. You have no quality, very little to be proud of. How can you get up in the pulpit preaching and praying knowing full well you are the worse hypocrite . YOU SHOT YOUR OWN FATHER IN THE HEART BITCH!!! Yet you stand behind that pulpit telling your congregation that your poor old father could not wait on the Lord and committed suicide! I am beaten down with shame and guilt. Six grandchildren, and a host of nieces and nephews, stupified by fear and grief let you get away with it. I stood at the foot of my grandfather's bed mortified, struck dumb and speechless when I heard you say; ""Your Daddy was so neat, see where he put the gun back after he shot hissef." Ah-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h! She DID IT! I knew you did, X knew you did. My blind cousin X said you did it and boycotted the funeral. Spinless simps? No, your terrified dehumanized minions. But, Jesus said "FEAR NO MAN!" And he said "...from such stay away." "Get thee behind me Satan." I know; "Judge not that ye be not judged." I am not judging you, I am describing you. Character is what you do in the dark. You are a being of very low character. Your eyes beg for pity pretending that you can't help it. You can help it. You have been weighed in the balances MJW and found wanting. May the Lord Jesus Christ have mercy on your miserable soul. For once in your life take responsibility for your own actions. All of your pain and anguish stem from the fact that you are an incorrigble reprobate. My grandfather, Jerome Walters was a kind and gentle man and I will not let you malign his good name. How dare you! You can't be as ignorant as you pretend! I do not believe God is going to let you continue you diabolical deeds unchecked. Before I was formed in your corrupt womb the Lord Jesus Christ planted a seed of love and compassion in my heart for my fellow man. For sixty years you have tried to destroy me. The Holy Spirit has always interceded and protected me. The Lord Jesus Christ plucked me from your demonic schemes time after time, yet you never learned and you never ceased. Your demon spirit has out grown your sheeps clothing and you are standing in the pulpit with the blood dripping from your ravenous jaws. I see you,you can't hide. The Devil tricked you. Low these many years you have committed treacherous unspeakable sins totally unscatched. You work your "roots" and laugh. You can deceive the simple but you can't fool me. It's not that I'm so smart or have such a great memory, it is my anointing. I know that I am anointed. It is nothing that I chose. We are all apart of God's miraculous plan. I am very glad that I'm not you, too proud, too stiff necked to repent. "We did't come here to stay always." Time winds down from all of us. No one has the right to take anyone's life. Jerome Walters lived a wonderful Christian life and he deserved a natural death. Granddaddy told you many many times and I'm telling you; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."