Have You Ever Noticed?

Have you ever noticed how "uneducated" people are always trying to prove that they are as smart as "educated" people. Always trying to bait you into some inane argument attempting to show off their limited knowledge. "Ugh...what came first, the chicken or the egg? Miss Boston University educated?" Sometimes you find yourself hemmed up in a corner at the family reunion dinner arguing with a cousin that's been to fifteen different community colleges. The reason he has never finished school is because everyone is racist, even the black teachers. Or that whacked teacher really expected them to Read! No one would know you didn't go to college or fluncked out of college if you didn't make it a bill deal.
No one ever said that you weren't a lady. I didn't know what you were doing. I didn't know what you had done. I knew you were the cruelest bitch that ever breathed breath. I knew you would whip a nigga's ass. You might say some smart shit but you were going to pay. Oh yes, there was going to be some blood shed and it wasn't going to be yours. I never saw you get a briuse. I never heard a man talk loud to you.
Your low opinion of yourself made you hate others. Your low self esteem fueled your cruelty. No matter what, you have no excuse. You have been wrong for eighty-four years. How sad. Too stiff necked, too proud, and too ignorant to love God.
How do you do it? How do read a prayer that you stole and pretend that it is God inspired? Why can't you pray? You can't pray because you can't feel anything. You can't feel anything because you don't believe in God and you hate any and everyone that does. A real Christian is a chump to you. Someone to prey on, take advantage of, torture. Why? Because pain gets you off. You smashed that puppy between two bricks because it got you off. What did your parents do to you? Did they beat you? You hated them. How could you hate good people? Because you are Legion! You are a root working demon or a collection of demons. Don't you dare say you didn't have us down on the grave yard collecting goofer dust. And don't you say that you didn't trick Aunt Ollie out of Uncle Will's root working books. "Yea Aunt Ollie I'm gonna burn 'dem up."
But God is so wonderful. He turnes all tragedies into triumps He dries all tears. "For God I live and for God I'll die."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness

Have You Ever Been Betrayed?

Have you ever been betrayed children? Has anyone ever manipulated you and led you astray? Well, don't worry because Jesus will fix it. "I stepped in the water and the water was cold, it chilled my body but it didn't chill my soul!"
The mother is the child's first teacher. The influence a mother has over her child is immesasurable. That is why God's mother had to be a virgin, holy, pure without blemish. Of course we all could not be born to a mother like Mary, so God fixed that problem by giving us his Living Word. There is no secret about God's desire for our lives. God gave us his Son and he gave us his Word. Study children! Study to show yourself approved. Today your assignment is to read , study, and extrapolate Proverbs 1 and 2.
"The fear of the LORD is the beginning of knowledge; but fools despise wisdom and instruction." ..."My son, if sinners entice thee, consent thou not." When I was fourteen years old that woman that I called mother slithered up beside me and cooed softly in my ear; "I know you have urges. If you want to have sex you jest tell me and I will get you sum condoms and Emko." Urges? I didn't know quite what you were talking about. You see I still considered myself a child and I knew that was an adult realm that I didn't want to enter. You were still a cool mother though. We had no curfew. Free as a breeze we could do as we pleased; smoke, drink,"cuss". And "cuss" we did! That is the kink in my armor right now, a foul mouth.
But God had a plan. He put a real Christian right there in our house. What a blessing in my life. True my life has been rugged, but I would have been lost, washed up on the dung hill of this world without the influence of Jerome Walters.
I thank God for you every day Granddaddy. It is not so much what you said, it is what you did. You taught me by example that Love is and action verb.
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel Doster