If There Be Any Goodness

"A good name is better than precious ointment; and the day of death, than the day of birth." Ecclesiastes 7:1
My noble regal grandfather had a good name because he was a good man. To this day people tell me fantastic heroic stories about my grandfather. I am honored to know him. I feel so privileged to have his blood running warm in my veins.
Jerome Walters is my hero. His wisdom is legendary. Tall and handsome, eloquent, kind and patient, his presence radiated and illuminated every where he went. I walked many dusty country roads with this great man holding my tiny hand, protecting and teaching me.
God knew that my insignificant life would have been destroyed with out his influence.
This poor man suffered mightily on this earth. His seventeen year old son bled to death in his arms and his only daughter plagued him without ceasing until she finally relented and put him out of his misery in his eighty-fourth year of life.
"Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord, I shall repay." I am not seeking vengeance. I do want justice. I can no longer sit quietly while she dons clerical robes and preaches. Coos sweet lullabies and gets over on the world like a fat rat. That woman is evil incarnate and foolishly believes that she is unstoppable. She is daring God to touch her. I want you to pay very close attention because you are about to witness Biblical prophesy come to fruition. No I do not know when, where or how. I just know that it is going to come to past.
There are far too many times that I feel sorry for myself and my brothers. But my grandfather comes to me and interupts my tears to remind me ; "It is all in divine order, baby. God will take care of her, all in his good time." My grandfather was such a good Christian that he actually forgives her for ending his life.
"Sorrow is better than laughter, for by sadness of countenance the heart is mad glad." Ecclesiastes 7:3
Sadness of countenance is the perfect term for our condition. Broken hearted and worn down by life Jerome Walters turned his attention to his grandchildren. Every day he spoke healing and blessings over us. He told us repeatedly that we were the jewels in his crown. Thank you for that grandaddy. Thank you for standing in the gap.
I am still trying to understand the sad mess I find myself in today. It is a nasty mess, some call it nigger shit. Nigger shit is a real term. All black people have heard it and understand it's true meaning. Heartbreaking, numbing cruelty for nothing. Countless family members held captive by a stealth demon from the depths of hell for over eighty years.
I must share our story. It is healing me and if it pricks the heart of that woman it is well worth the effort.
To the shocked and repulsed do not be so quick to judge. If you sweep around your front door you may find some dark secrets lurking in your past.
I am not innocent. I am guilty of expecting a loving caring world. I am guilty of loving a "mother" that never loved me back. Of course it's OK. I survived, I nurtured myself. A lack of maternal love is not my issue. It is her unrelenting sabotage. It is her total phoniness. She is a complete fraud, an absolute fake. This blog is a warning. I've known her for sixty years and her treachery has never failed to slay me. Delivered into the clutches of this creature June 4, 1951 I never had a chance. Too cowardly or too cheap to abort me she settled on this secret sick sabotage. If you know her and she has convinced you that her children are worthless and no count; just watch your back. She can not help it. Hang around her long enough, that "demon" is going to come out. Oh yes, she has some pain layed up for you. She delights in naivety. Watch her, her favorite line is ; "Oh, I didn't know...I didn't know that." Yes she did, this "woman" is smarter than you and me put together. In all of her clever deceit she is not smarter than God. As powerful as she thinks she is she can not bend a lie into the truth. MJW can't erase my memory and she can't shut my mouth. "You don't tell a muthafucking thang that go on in this house!" was her mantra. I must compliment her incredible guile. You had a good run MJW. God gave you space, time and reason to repent. No chance. Well I tried, granddaddy tried.
"The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth." Ecclesiastes 7: 4
Are you still laughing? Still menacing? Still leading the innocent into captivity?
"Better is the end of a thing than its beginning; and the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit."
That is my fervent prayer Lord; please give me patience. I do not know when this sad saga will end, but it will end, and I know that it will end on the side of the righteous.
God sent you two messages today MJ; "Your wickedness will chasten you, and your apostasy will reprove you. Know and see that it is evil and bitter for you to forsake the Lord your God; the fear of me is not in you, says the Lord God of hosts." Jeremiah 1:19
"Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things." Philippians 4:8
It is raining outside and in my heart. "Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:7-8
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself as much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel