There is hurt and there is HURT! There is betrayal and there is BETRAYAL! If you care to know I will tell you about the commonest, cruelest, most sadist stealth sociopath the world has ever known. She is so incredibly depraved that it has taken me sixty years to fully comprehend her sick narcissism.
Whoa you nay sayers. "I wouldn't talk about my mother like that." First of all you are making assumptions and you have never heard of any one human being that is as evil and secretive as she is. Not only is she evil, she is brilliant!
There is no doubt in my mind she is a Demon from Hell!
When I go back and connect all of the sick acts and cruelty I feel like the world's biggest idiot. But I do understand that it is all in divine order. Something that was once a head scratching mystery is now crystal clear.
The fact that my mother was so whorish in 1951 that she didn't know who my father was is very unimportant. A lot of women are 'ho's. That doesn't make them cruel or perverted.
Well this nasty woman and her husband used me as a sex toy, so much so that they rendered me a eunuch. I'll forgive her for that. She is human, she is lustful and she may have been that ignorant.
She dressed in fine clothes and minks while dressing her kids out of thrift shops, she fed us grits and grease, while she came home with her t-bone steak bones and laughed at our plight. Beat us like animals and cussed us like dogs. I forgive her for all of that. It must have been hard to be the mother of five or six children and work for GS-5 wages.
She was always committing some sexually deviant act and we just ignored her. Pretended that it was a one time thing. She is a pioneer freak. I am just talking about what I saw. That was o.k. Too bad she wasn't brave enough to come out of the closet and just be the lesbian she always wanted to be.
She tried to prostitute me at fourteen. He didn't succeed and again I forgave her. She said HE was the pervert, not her. I chose to believe her lie and kept on loving her because she is my mother.
I listened to her tell big lie after bigger lie. I watched her transform herself into Madame Watson and work "roots" and I laughed.
She took me out of ballet when the WHITE lady bragged on me, said I was a natural phenom.
She cussed me out when I asked her if I could take piano lessons.
She threw all of my writing away so that I could not win the Langston Hughes Writing contest.
On and on year after year I had to listen to this woman rant and rave. I watched her work "roots" and tell me how she hated my oldest brother/uncle that she claimed ruined her life. I witnessed her try to pistol whip him in front of his new wife. I watched her trick and lie and laugh.
I let her cuss me out, tell me I wasn't shit!
When she mailed me a letter full of her fecal matter in 1988 I was finally finished with her.
Nine years later in 1997 I returned to the scene of my greatest grief and forgave her. She asked me why and I told her it was at the urging of the Holy Spirit and it was.
Well everything was fine, so I thought. She was preaching and saving souls. I called her every Sunday and sent her all kinds of gifts. Everything was fine. I took care of her after two surgeries. I was there, not my brothers. But the devil would not let her have any happiness. The devil opened her vile mouth again and she started that same crap that she pulled on me when I was a three year old toddler. Her brilliant brain started slipping and she began to tell on herself.
Well I have studied the Bible and it doesn't look good for her. She is a hopeless Demon. I do feel sorry for her. Any woman that would shoot their saintly father in the heart and walk away is an incredible creature. She didn't even blink.
I am the only one that will call her out. That does sadden and disappoint me. She doesn't want to talk to me.
She is in deep denial as she should be. Do not feel sorry for her. Her life is her life. It is the life she created for herself.
Thank you Lord for revealing some of the most painful things to me. I just could not wrap my brain around her and that *Con. I just could not believe that she was still "rooting" people. The Bible says that a dog will return to his vomit and she did.
The lesson here is never to fool with "roots", the occult, none of that.
Don't be stupid, listen to Jesus;"From such stay away."
Thank you Lord for forcing me to accept the horrible truth about her.
Children, do not lean to your own understanding and Trust in GOD with all your heart and if you come in contact` with someone like her learn your lesson quickly and RUN!
How long? Not long.
Study your Bible, embrace the Truth, live right.
Be Blessed. "Hold yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Tolerated!
To be tolerated is about as good as being dead. When you are tolerated you are to be seen and not heard. You are deemed and idiot before you speak. It is painful but there is no drug for it, no pain killer.
I am fifty-nine years old and tolerated.
'Let her come around but include her out. Say yea,yea repeatedly when she says something. Make sure she gets the sorriest cheapest gifts at Christmas time if you give her anything.'
'Punish her! She should not have been born. She was not planned. Her daddy left me. She is just another black a** nigger! She is nothing. Forget her. Ignore her. No, she is good for something. Use the little black bastard for your sexual pleasure. God doesn't care. If God cared he would not have made her so dark. She is a whimp anyway. She never defends her meely mouth self. Ain't nobody gon believe her no way. I don't know what she trying to get so much education for, little cunt.'
'No she didn't! She is so stupid bragging to me about how she made the highest score on the test. She think she is going to be Fayetteville's first black paralegal. Dat dumb nigga think she gon work with Richie Smith the city attorney. She don't know that I know him. She don't know that I have freaked with him. I can stop that with one little phone call and I did.' (followed by a heidious blood curdling laugh)
'She thought that she was going to get that call to be the first black anchor in Greensboro. She will never get that call. I am so smart I will blame it all on racism. Ha-ha-ha-! They will never catch me, dumb a** niggers.'
'They don't know me I was manufacturing and selling lip reducing cream when I was sixteen years old! I am a genius, no one is smarter than me. And I can act. Brilliant. They will never catch me because they will never suspect me because I am going to put on a robe and climb up in the pulpit and scream and hollar. Dumb a** niggers don't know the difference.'
'Now that I am well past old I will play up my "mental illness". That's right I will just play crazy and my weak a** sons will give me a pass. I don't care nuttin' bout that luddle black cunt. Always running off at the mouth.'
'Lord let me get up from here and go to church. I got to do the morning prayer. I am going to read it because I can't keep this Jesus crap in my head.'
'I can do it! I can do anything I want to do because I always have. I am light bright and damn near white and I am brilliant and charming and you can't catch me. If you catch me in a lie I will blame it on you. As a matter of fact I am going to get you way before you get me. I am going to tell everyone that you are nothing but a drug addict. I am going to whin and sound so pitiful every body is going to love me and hate you.'
'Yea I killed my daddy. The old a** nigger wouldn't die! I got tried of waiting. He was already eighty-four years old. That enough life for anybody! S*** people in his family live all up in their nineties, s*** he had a cousin that lived to be 107! I was sick of that nigga always up in my business, always quoting the Bible. Yea I killed de nigga. Shot him dead through the heart. I couldn't shot him in the head. He was old but he was still pretty. I had a handsome daddy.'
'Well here I am Lord. You know that I am never going to confess. I show ain't gon repent. Let the niggers suffer, serves them right for being so stupid. I still got my "roots" and I am going to "root" all of them until the day I die cause I'm smart and you can't catch me.'
And God said to me "Trust in God with all thine heart and lean not to your own understanding."
To readers of this blog. It is what it is, "Know ye the TRUTH..."
Get a Bible children and study it every day. Search the scripture.
Be Blessed and be a blessing. "Hold yourself up much as you can."
Much LOve, Peace, and Happiness,
Rachel
I am fifty-nine years old and tolerated.
'Let her come around but include her out. Say yea,yea repeatedly when she says something. Make sure she gets the sorriest cheapest gifts at Christmas time if you give her anything.'
'Punish her! She should not have been born. She was not planned. Her daddy left me. She is just another black a** nigger! She is nothing. Forget her. Ignore her. No, she is good for something. Use the little black bastard for your sexual pleasure. God doesn't care. If God cared he would not have made her so dark. She is a whimp anyway. She never defends her meely mouth self. Ain't nobody gon believe her no way. I don't know what she trying to get so much education for, little cunt.'
'No she didn't! She is so stupid bragging to me about how she made the highest score on the test. She think she is going to be Fayetteville's first black paralegal. Dat dumb nigga think she gon work with Richie Smith the city attorney. She don't know that I know him. She don't know that I have freaked with him. I can stop that with one little phone call and I did.' (followed by a heidious blood curdling laugh)
'She thought that she was going to get that call to be the first black anchor in Greensboro. She will never get that call. I am so smart I will blame it all on racism. Ha-ha-ha-! They will never catch me, dumb a** niggers.'
'They don't know me I was manufacturing and selling lip reducing cream when I was sixteen years old! I am a genius, no one is smarter than me. And I can act. Brilliant. They will never catch me because they will never suspect me because I am going to put on a robe and climb up in the pulpit and scream and hollar. Dumb a** niggers don't know the difference.'
'Now that I am well past old I will play up my "mental illness". That's right I will just play crazy and my weak a** sons will give me a pass. I don't care nuttin' bout that luddle black cunt. Always running off at the mouth.'
'Lord let me get up from here and go to church. I got to do the morning prayer. I am going to read it because I can't keep this Jesus crap in my head.'
'I can do it! I can do anything I want to do because I always have. I am light bright and damn near white and I am brilliant and charming and you can't catch me. If you catch me in a lie I will blame it on you. As a matter of fact I am going to get you way before you get me. I am going to tell everyone that you are nothing but a drug addict. I am going to whin and sound so pitiful every body is going to love me and hate you.'
'Yea I killed my daddy. The old a** nigger wouldn't die! I got tried of waiting. He was already eighty-four years old. That enough life for anybody! S*** people in his family live all up in their nineties, s*** he had a cousin that lived to be 107! I was sick of that nigga always up in my business, always quoting the Bible. Yea I killed de nigga. Shot him dead through the heart. I couldn't shot him in the head. He was old but he was still pretty. I had a handsome daddy.'
'Well here I am Lord. You know that I am never going to confess. I show ain't gon repent. Let the niggers suffer, serves them right for being so stupid. I still got my "roots" and I am going to "root" all of them until the day I die cause I'm smart and you can't catch me.'
And God said to me "Trust in God with all thine heart and lean not to your own understanding."
To readers of this blog. It is what it is, "Know ye the TRUTH..."
Get a Bible children and study it every day. Search the scripture.
Be Blessed and be a blessing. "Hold yourself up much as you can."
Much LOve, Peace, and Happiness,
Rachel
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Lying Lips
"He that hideth hatred with lying lips, and he that uttereth a slander is a fool." Proverbs 10:18
You poor foolish woman. Oozing with sweet syrupy words while lacerating your "loved ones" with foul wicked deeds.
Who did you think you were fooling?
"You put dat f****** bicycle outside! I don't want that s*** in my house!...Don't put it in the f****** storage room either! Nigga! I told you to lay that f****** bicycle up side de house! Hurry up nigga! S*** we got to go! Ain't nobody gon touch your f****** bicycle!"
What could he do? She was his mother, she had authority over him. They had a past. She had beaten him savagely many times in the past! What was the point? You weren't going to win.
There was no help for him. There was no help for us. My elderly grandfather did not dare interfere.
"Ain't nobody gon touch your f****** bycycle!"
We all knew that she was more than disturbed by the purchase of that ten speed Schwinn bicycle. It was the top of the line. My brother was very proud. It was the best present he had ever received in his fourteen years of life. Most of all it was precious because his loving grandfather had purchased it for him.
No one that knew her dared to lodge a protest. So we packed up her Cadillac and drove to Philadelphia to visit my Uncle XXX.
Sure enough, low and behold the bike was mysteriously missing upon our return.
"I didn't know dat XXX. I didn't know deze niggas wuz thieving...I'm sorry" she cooed mournfully.
What could he say, what could he do? The f****** slut struck again!
That's her, that's the notorious Mathy Jane. Slimy, sneaky, sour for no obvious reason.
Born tethered to her we got in line early, we learned the unspoken rules. Don't talk back, to quote her;"Don't you f****** think back nigger!" Don't protest, don't achieve, as a matter of fact become a worse f*** up than she was and you will be loved.
Her favorite children are the ones that get arrested repeatedly, drop out of school and give up on every thing they try.
Be pitiful, be whiny and weak and she'll love you. She will give you some of her ill gotten gain with minimal protest.
You prided yourself as an unstoppable monster. Inflicting pain was your greatest pleasure. Were you chasing that thrill? Were you trying to duplicate that orgasmic pleasure you enjoyed when you smashed that puppy?
It is unreal. How could such a monster be allowed to prey on the innocent for so long?
It's not God's fault. It is our fault for permitting her to violate us repeatedly.
A family of cowards? Perhaps. Maybe we are just ignorant. Or we are too proud, too stiff necked to tell.
"I'd take dat to my grave."; she taught us.
"You don't tell a muthaf****** thang dat go on in dis house!; was her mantra.
What is the truth? My mother, our mother is a Demon. A modern day Demon. Why are you so surprised? We hear about them everyday. Jeffery Dahmer, Charles Manson, Son of Sam, all monsters, all murderers.
All demons are not the same. They take different paths. Some are serial rapists, some become nurses and kill their patients. Some are very cowardly and simply enjoy terrorizing their own families.
They live dual lives. The saintly motherly preacher to the outside world and a cruel sadistic brute at home. Brilliant they do just enough dirt to be feared but slow down on their vicious treachery when they smell rebellion.
A brilliant tactician they keep their allies in check handing out token gifts of small amounts of money and big promises. They butter up and flatter all of their minions while they work feverishly to destroy that rebel, that critical thinker, that talker.
Well I am here to tell you that it will not work. "You shall proceed no further!" Your time is up Devil!
Repent of your sins. Fall prostrate on your knees and beg the Lord for forgiveness. Ask the Lord to come into your heart, to dwell there. Confess, apologize. Jesus is mighty to save. Step into your divine destiny. Claim your blessing. Honor God this day tomorrow may be too late.
Keep reading Proverbs children. Pay close attention to;
"He (She) that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind: and the fool shall be servant to the wise of heart." Proverbs 11:29 "Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands." Proverbs 14:1
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
You poor foolish woman. Oozing with sweet syrupy words while lacerating your "loved ones" with foul wicked deeds.
Who did you think you were fooling?
"You put dat f****** bicycle outside! I don't want that s*** in my house!...Don't put it in the f****** storage room either! Nigga! I told you to lay that f****** bicycle up side de house! Hurry up nigga! S*** we got to go! Ain't nobody gon touch your f****** bicycle!"
What could he do? She was his mother, she had authority over him. They had a past. She had beaten him savagely many times in the past! What was the point? You weren't going to win.
There was no help for him. There was no help for us. My elderly grandfather did not dare interfere.
"Ain't nobody gon touch your f****** bycycle!"
We all knew that she was more than disturbed by the purchase of that ten speed Schwinn bicycle. It was the top of the line. My brother was very proud. It was the best present he had ever received in his fourteen years of life. Most of all it was precious because his loving grandfather had purchased it for him.
No one that knew her dared to lodge a protest. So we packed up her Cadillac and drove to Philadelphia to visit my Uncle XXX.
Sure enough, low and behold the bike was mysteriously missing upon our return.
"I didn't know dat XXX. I didn't know deze niggas wuz thieving...I'm sorry" she cooed mournfully.
What could he say, what could he do? The f****** slut struck again!
That's her, that's the notorious Mathy Jane. Slimy, sneaky, sour for no obvious reason.
Born tethered to her we got in line early, we learned the unspoken rules. Don't talk back, to quote her;"Don't you f****** think back nigger!" Don't protest, don't achieve, as a matter of fact become a worse f*** up than she was and you will be loved.
Her favorite children are the ones that get arrested repeatedly, drop out of school and give up on every thing they try.
Be pitiful, be whiny and weak and she'll love you. She will give you some of her ill gotten gain with minimal protest.
You prided yourself as an unstoppable monster. Inflicting pain was your greatest pleasure. Were you chasing that thrill? Were you trying to duplicate that orgasmic pleasure you enjoyed when you smashed that puppy?
It is unreal. How could such a monster be allowed to prey on the innocent for so long?
It's not God's fault. It is our fault for permitting her to violate us repeatedly.
A family of cowards? Perhaps. Maybe we are just ignorant. Or we are too proud, too stiff necked to tell.
"I'd take dat to my grave."; she taught us.
"You don't tell a muthaf****** thang dat go on in dis house!; was her mantra.
What is the truth? My mother, our mother is a Demon. A modern day Demon. Why are you so surprised? We hear about them everyday. Jeffery Dahmer, Charles Manson, Son of Sam, all monsters, all murderers.
All demons are not the same. They take different paths. Some are serial rapists, some become nurses and kill their patients. Some are very cowardly and simply enjoy terrorizing their own families.
They live dual lives. The saintly motherly preacher to the outside world and a cruel sadistic brute at home. Brilliant they do just enough dirt to be feared but slow down on their vicious treachery when they smell rebellion.
A brilliant tactician they keep their allies in check handing out token gifts of small amounts of money and big promises. They butter up and flatter all of their minions while they work feverishly to destroy that rebel, that critical thinker, that talker.
Well I am here to tell you that it will not work. "You shall proceed no further!" Your time is up Devil!
Repent of your sins. Fall prostrate on your knees and beg the Lord for forgiveness. Ask the Lord to come into your heart, to dwell there. Confess, apologize. Jesus is mighty to save. Step into your divine destiny. Claim your blessing. Honor God this day tomorrow may be too late.
Keep reading Proverbs children. Pay close attention to;
"He (She) that troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind: and the fool shall be servant to the wise of heart." Proverbs 11:29 "Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands." Proverbs 14:1
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Monday, November 22, 2010
The Word Is Common!
As a small child growing up in Wade, North Carolina I learned that "common" was the worst thing you could call a person without actually cursing. "Common" was the word I often overheard concerning that woman. "Here she come wid her common ass." Yes she was very common, poor thing. Lustful, hot as a fire cracker on the 4Th of July. Beautiful and charming, extremely brilliant, unfortunately just common. It was indeed a shame because common wasn't necessary for Mathy Jane. No one could ever make her understand that.
Did she give up on purity when she was raped at eight years old? Did some vile vulgar man turn on some urges reserved for adults? What happens to a child psychologically "ruined"? Who in fact cares? What did they tell her?
"My daddy just ran the nigga off!"
Do you carry resentment against your father for not killing the nigger?
Did you fracture? split? Are you two , three, or a legion of devils?
When did you discover that you had to hide the real you?
Jesus said:"Know ye the truth and the truth shall set you free!"
Didn't you hear that or read that? You heard it, you just could not believe it.
Christ was good but you said ;"God too slow!" So you bolstered him, re-enforced him with "Hoodoo".
Poor Mathy Jane always a hundred years too late.
Did anyone try to tell you that you were going to be alright? Surely someone told you that you were a child of God and that He was going to bless you in His own time in His own way.
God said you would wax worse and worse and you have. The devil has made a complete monkey out of you. And for cheap too. You did all those horrible things for no money. Why would you murder a eighty-four year old man? Because you are common, common and lazy. You killed him for the same reason that you had me washing YOUR baby's shitty diapers when I was five years old. Common.
Common and caught. Still too common and proud to repent.
Shame on you Mathy Jane. You knew better and did wrong anyway because you think you are so smart. Perfect in your guile for so long I can understand why you thought you would never get caught.
Who would believe any thing so vicious and cruel about their own mother?
As a toddler I knew something that a lot of people didn't know. She was very cruel and sneaky. Mean as a snake. Full of hate, raging with envy and jealousy. Blind to boundaries. There was no where she couldn't go, nothing that she couldn't do. You know the kind that will pinch you bloody under your clothes where no one can see. The kind that will steal and destroy ever little gift or compliment delivered by anyone other than her.
I know now that you always felt like shit so you wanted to make sure that I felt like shit. In that you succeeded. I felt like such a sorry pile of shit that I studied my ass off and graduated from college with honors. For sixty years I have been trying to dig myself out of this miry pit that you put me in. After years and years of futile climbing up and slipping back I discover that it is you. You, my own mother , you have been the worse enemy a person could have stalking them. David had Saul and Absalom and I have my own mother.
It is not like God did not warn us. He told us. Look at your Bible people. Jesus was always casting out demons. Demons do live among us and with us. But they shall proceed no further. Your time is up devil. Give it up. If you are able Repent!
Today I feel like Job. There are some days that I am very melancholy. Today is a hard dark day. This is the anniversary of President JFK's assassination, a good man gone too early. A man that believed in justice. Did the devil win? No, because a lot of good came as a result of his sacrifice.
Jesus sacrificed, shed his innocent blood for us. Did the devil win? No, but he wants us to think so.
My heart is very heavy this morning because I am very weary.
An absolute lunatic gave birth to me June 4, 1951 and has done nothing but torture me ever since. She is a Demon from the lowest depths of Hell. For eighty-five years she has lied, looted, robbed, "rooted" and run rough shod over the world. She is a murderer, a soothsayer, a modern day witch and no one believes me. People either don't believe or they don't care.
A sixty-year nightmare is a life of misery. The worse part is that it is so unnecessary.
Did you turn out to be the most stealth Demon the world has ever known because you were raped? I was raped by you and your husband and I didn't turn out like you.
I HATE YOU!!! I pray every day for the Dear Lord to take this excruciating pain and Hatred away. There are days that it subsides. There are actually days that I laugh and feel very good. Then there are days like today and I feel crushed.
I know that is what you like to hear because you are a closet sadist.
It is rather funny. I am starting to understand. You keep all of your delicious pleasures secret. You love having sex with women. I think women are your favorite. You love ruining children, robbing them of their innocence. But why sabotage? Why did you destroy all of my manuscripts? Why have you stalked me for sixty years trying to destroy me?
Did you want to be me? Did you think the world was too good to me? Robbed! You robbed me from conception. My father could not marry you because you were such a notorious whore. Stop telling people that he ran out on his manly responsibilities. You ran out on your womanly responsibilities.
"As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman which is without discretion" (Proverbs 11:22)
What a sad sorry whore you are. Angry because you had to marry a blind man and a little short man black as an ace of spades, you tortured me and others. You held your whole family hostage and committed nothing but one sick act after another. You know better, that's why you hide it so skillfully.
You are a black hearted witch and I hate your guts. Is that what you want me to feel? Do you feel better now? You are a miserable wretch and you want every one to suffer like you have.
There is a small difference. All of your vile decadence has been your choice. You invent reasons to hate people. Hatred is the only emotion you are capable of feeling.
Well you almost won! I hate your deeds. I will not stoop low enough to hate You! I feel sorry for you and continue to pray for you. God took the hatred out of my heart. Now he is working on the pain. I am rising, I am climbing out of this pit that you dug for me.
You should be rotting in jail now for the life you have lived. For some reason God saw fit to spare you from incarceration. But you did not get over ,you did not escape. You have lived in your own prison. A jail built by your own hands. A prison of wicked lies and sick demented cruelty.
Shame on you Mathy Jane. You didn't have to do it but you did it. I am so ashamed of you it makes me tremble.
May the Dear Lord have mercy on your soul!
Young ladies don't go down that road. Don't let any devil from hell make you common. Never do anything that you would be ashamed to admit that you did.
Trust in God with all of your heart and He will bless you. He will lift you up! God is mighty to save if you will just trust Him.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Did she give up on purity when she was raped at eight years old? Did some vile vulgar man turn on some urges reserved for adults? What happens to a child psychologically "ruined"? Who in fact cares? What did they tell her?
"My daddy just ran the nigga off!"
Do you carry resentment against your father for not killing the nigger?
Did you fracture? split? Are you two , three, or a legion of devils?
When did you discover that you had to hide the real you?
Jesus said:"Know ye the truth and the truth shall set you free!"
Didn't you hear that or read that? You heard it, you just could not believe it.
Christ was good but you said ;"God too slow!" So you bolstered him, re-enforced him with "Hoodoo".
Poor Mathy Jane always a hundred years too late.
Did anyone try to tell you that you were going to be alright? Surely someone told you that you were a child of God and that He was going to bless you in His own time in His own way.
God said you would wax worse and worse and you have. The devil has made a complete monkey out of you. And for cheap too. You did all those horrible things for no money. Why would you murder a eighty-four year old man? Because you are common, common and lazy. You killed him for the same reason that you had me washing YOUR baby's shitty diapers when I was five years old. Common.
Common and caught. Still too common and proud to repent.
Shame on you Mathy Jane. You knew better and did wrong anyway because you think you are so smart. Perfect in your guile for so long I can understand why you thought you would never get caught.
Who would believe any thing so vicious and cruel about their own mother?
As a toddler I knew something that a lot of people didn't know. She was very cruel and sneaky. Mean as a snake. Full of hate, raging with envy and jealousy. Blind to boundaries. There was no where she couldn't go, nothing that she couldn't do. You know the kind that will pinch you bloody under your clothes where no one can see. The kind that will steal and destroy ever little gift or compliment delivered by anyone other than her.
I know now that you always felt like shit so you wanted to make sure that I felt like shit. In that you succeeded. I felt like such a sorry pile of shit that I studied my ass off and graduated from college with honors. For sixty years I have been trying to dig myself out of this miry pit that you put me in. After years and years of futile climbing up and slipping back I discover that it is you. You, my own mother , you have been the worse enemy a person could have stalking them. David had Saul and Absalom and I have my own mother.
It is not like God did not warn us. He told us. Look at your Bible people. Jesus was always casting out demons. Demons do live among us and with us. But they shall proceed no further. Your time is up devil. Give it up. If you are able Repent!
Today I feel like Job. There are some days that I am very melancholy. Today is a hard dark day. This is the anniversary of President JFK's assassination, a good man gone too early. A man that believed in justice. Did the devil win? No, because a lot of good came as a result of his sacrifice.
Jesus sacrificed, shed his innocent blood for us. Did the devil win? No, but he wants us to think so.
My heart is very heavy this morning because I am very weary.
An absolute lunatic gave birth to me June 4, 1951 and has done nothing but torture me ever since. She is a Demon from the lowest depths of Hell. For eighty-five years she has lied, looted, robbed, "rooted" and run rough shod over the world. She is a murderer, a soothsayer, a modern day witch and no one believes me. People either don't believe or they don't care.
A sixty-year nightmare is a life of misery. The worse part is that it is so unnecessary.
Did you turn out to be the most stealth Demon the world has ever known because you were raped? I was raped by you and your husband and I didn't turn out like you.
I HATE YOU!!! I pray every day for the Dear Lord to take this excruciating pain and Hatred away. There are days that it subsides. There are actually days that I laugh and feel very good. Then there are days like today and I feel crushed.
I know that is what you like to hear because you are a closet sadist.
It is rather funny. I am starting to understand. You keep all of your delicious pleasures secret. You love having sex with women. I think women are your favorite. You love ruining children, robbing them of their innocence. But why sabotage? Why did you destroy all of my manuscripts? Why have you stalked me for sixty years trying to destroy me?
Did you want to be me? Did you think the world was too good to me? Robbed! You robbed me from conception. My father could not marry you because you were such a notorious whore. Stop telling people that he ran out on his manly responsibilities. You ran out on your womanly responsibilities.
"As a jewel of gold in a swine's snout, so is a fair woman which is without discretion" (Proverbs 11:22)
What a sad sorry whore you are. Angry because you had to marry a blind man and a little short man black as an ace of spades, you tortured me and others. You held your whole family hostage and committed nothing but one sick act after another. You know better, that's why you hide it so skillfully.
You are a black hearted witch and I hate your guts. Is that what you want me to feel? Do you feel better now? You are a miserable wretch and you want every one to suffer like you have.
There is a small difference. All of your vile decadence has been your choice. You invent reasons to hate people. Hatred is the only emotion you are capable of feeling.
Well you almost won! I hate your deeds. I will not stoop low enough to hate You! I feel sorry for you and continue to pray for you. God took the hatred out of my heart. Now he is working on the pain. I am rising, I am climbing out of this pit that you dug for me.
You should be rotting in jail now for the life you have lived. For some reason God saw fit to spare you from incarceration. But you did not get over ,you did not escape. You have lived in your own prison. A jail built by your own hands. A prison of wicked lies and sick demented cruelty.
Shame on you Mathy Jane. You didn't have to do it but you did it. I am so ashamed of you it makes me tremble.
May the Dear Lord have mercy on your soul!
Young ladies don't go down that road. Don't let any devil from hell make you common. Never do anything that you would be ashamed to admit that you did.
Trust in God with all of your heart and He will bless you. He will lift you up! God is mighty to save if you will just trust Him.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Just A Few Things
So, God gave you life. As far as I know we only get one. There is no rewind button. We don't get do-overs but He did give us a Book. Everything we need to know he told us.
Now when God told us to look well to our going he meant it. Live your life ham-scammy if you want to; you will pay. "Strips for the fools back..."
God knew that most people would be scorners, that is why he gave us a mind, free will and ears to hear. Play dumb if you want to, you will suffer.
But I tell you children if you try to live a good Christian life prepare to suffer. The Bible warns us that we are going to suffer. The beauty is that God will help you, He will strengthen your heart, He will enable you and reward you.
Now the Devil will reward you with a few trinkets, swell your head, make you look like a fool then finally forsake you.
But if you have a heart of wisdom you can avoid a lot of heart ache.
There is one Proverb that I want to make sure you understand. To the babes in Christ a proverb is a wise saying, a pearl of wisdom. If you study these Proverbs and bind them upon your heart you will be blessed.
"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not to your own understanding." Proverbs 3:3
If you truly trust in the LORD you don't hunt down "root workers" and sorcerers, astrologers, tarot card readers and practitioners of evil magic. You trust in God, you don't try to play God. "...lean not to your own understanding." In other words do not try to put your ignorant spin on God's Word. Do not judge others and try to shape every one's world around your needs and foul pleasures.
You better know that God is large and in charge, YOU CAN'T GET AWAY!
"Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live." Exodus 22:18
"A man also or woman that hath a familiar spirit or that is a wizard, shall surely be put to death: they shall stone them with stones; their blood shall be upon them." Leviticus 20:27
Please do not dismiss my tales of "root working" as some superstitious ignorant nonsense. It is real. It is Demonic, but it is real.
I grew up watching my "root working" mother. I learned a lot. I watched her and was amazed. God protected me from the desire to use it.
Yea, I know all about "goofer dust" , "lucky hands" Hoyt's Cologne and Florida Water. God forgave you when you didn't know any better. He forgave you when you practiced it out of ignorance. But, now you will know better because I told you. Be a fool if you want to. I would not go there.
I found this scripture last night and found it intriguing. "Your kerchiefs also will I tear, and deliver my people out of your hand, and they shall be no more in your hand to be hunted; and YE SHALL KNOW THAT I AM THE LORD!" Ezekiel 13:21
Thank You LORD for my Delivery! Thank you for freeing me from that succubus! Thank You for your kind revelation LORD! Thank you for your divine protection. Thank you for your 35Th Psalm. Thank You for Righting Every Wrong!
I am rising. Tell all of my friends and family that I am healing. You do know that I was struck low, cut off at the knees. God finally gave me the strength to acknowledge the most horrible evil the world has ever known. A MOTHER THAT HUNTED ME DOWN AND WORKED ROOTS AGAINST ME FOR SIXTY YEARS! NOT JUST ME, HER ENTIRE FAMILY!!!
How could I know? How could I ever guess someone so vile and cruel was in fact my mother?
She committed sick demonic sins against us time after time. Yet we forgave and forgave. It became a habit to me.
One day the Lord turned the light on. One day He connected all the dots and He said; "You shall PROCEED NO FURTHER!"
Why did you do it MJ? You knew better! Your daddy taught you better! Were you powerless to sin? Did you intend to change? Is that why you became a preacher? Or did you become a preacher to reach more victims? Have you ever had an unction to love the Lord? Why can't you trust Him? Are you ashamed yet?
If you can't trust the Lord I forgive you any way. I do love you but I will have to love you from afar. I do pray for you mightily.
Shame on you MJ for not loving the Lord. Shame on you for letting the Devil take you. Shame on you for putting your trust in the Devil when you have every reason to cry out to the Lord.
Shame on all of us. Shame on us for not picking up our cross. Shame on us for not caring about our fellow man. Shame on us for being selfish and ignorant, stiff necked and rebellious.
Pray children. Pray for our deliverance. Pray for healing. Pray for justice. Pray for mercy.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Now when God told us to look well to our going he meant it. Live your life ham-scammy if you want to; you will pay. "Strips for the fools back..."
God knew that most people would be scorners, that is why he gave us a mind, free will and ears to hear. Play dumb if you want to, you will suffer.
But I tell you children if you try to live a good Christian life prepare to suffer. The Bible warns us that we are going to suffer. The beauty is that God will help you, He will strengthen your heart, He will enable you and reward you.
Now the Devil will reward you with a few trinkets, swell your head, make you look like a fool then finally forsake you.
But if you have a heart of wisdom you can avoid a lot of heart ache.
There is one Proverb that I want to make sure you understand. To the babes in Christ a proverb is a wise saying, a pearl of wisdom. If you study these Proverbs and bind them upon your heart you will be blessed.
"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not to your own understanding." Proverbs 3:3
If you truly trust in the LORD you don't hunt down "root workers" and sorcerers, astrologers, tarot card readers and practitioners of evil magic. You trust in God, you don't try to play God. "...lean not to your own understanding." In other words do not try to put your ignorant spin on God's Word. Do not judge others and try to shape every one's world around your needs and foul pleasures.
You better know that God is large and in charge, YOU CAN'T GET AWAY!
"Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live." Exodus 22:18
"A man also or woman that hath a familiar spirit or that is a wizard, shall surely be put to death: they shall stone them with stones; their blood shall be upon them." Leviticus 20:27
Please do not dismiss my tales of "root working" as some superstitious ignorant nonsense. It is real. It is Demonic, but it is real.
I grew up watching my "root working" mother. I learned a lot. I watched her and was amazed. God protected me from the desire to use it.
Yea, I know all about "goofer dust" , "lucky hands" Hoyt's Cologne and Florida Water. God forgave you when you didn't know any better. He forgave you when you practiced it out of ignorance. But, now you will know better because I told you. Be a fool if you want to. I would not go there.
I found this scripture last night and found it intriguing. "Your kerchiefs also will I tear, and deliver my people out of your hand, and they shall be no more in your hand to be hunted; and YE SHALL KNOW THAT I AM THE LORD!" Ezekiel 13:21
Thank You LORD for my Delivery! Thank you for freeing me from that succubus! Thank You for your kind revelation LORD! Thank you for your divine protection. Thank you for your 35Th Psalm. Thank You for Righting Every Wrong!
I am rising. Tell all of my friends and family that I am healing. You do know that I was struck low, cut off at the knees. God finally gave me the strength to acknowledge the most horrible evil the world has ever known. A MOTHER THAT HUNTED ME DOWN AND WORKED ROOTS AGAINST ME FOR SIXTY YEARS! NOT JUST ME, HER ENTIRE FAMILY!!!
How could I know? How could I ever guess someone so vile and cruel was in fact my mother?
She committed sick demonic sins against us time after time. Yet we forgave and forgave. It became a habit to me.
One day the Lord turned the light on. One day He connected all the dots and He said; "You shall PROCEED NO FURTHER!"
Why did you do it MJ? You knew better! Your daddy taught you better! Were you powerless to sin? Did you intend to change? Is that why you became a preacher? Or did you become a preacher to reach more victims? Have you ever had an unction to love the Lord? Why can't you trust Him? Are you ashamed yet?
If you can't trust the Lord I forgive you any way. I do love you but I will have to love you from afar. I do pray for you mightily.
Shame on you MJ for not loving the Lord. Shame on you for letting the Devil take you. Shame on you for putting your trust in the Devil when you have every reason to cry out to the Lord.
Shame on all of us. Shame on us for not picking up our cross. Shame on us for not caring about our fellow man. Shame on us for being selfish and ignorant, stiff necked and rebellious.
Pray children. Pray for our deliverance. Pray for healing. Pray for justice. Pray for mercy.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Saturday, November 13, 2010
"Mercy, Peace and Love be multiplied to You." Jude 1:2
What a wonderful magnificent God I serve. I used to go along with everyone else and say "we serve" then one day I finally came to the realization that all people claiming to be Christians are n't. A lot of the people in the Church are just tares sitting up in the Church to misguide God's people. They are selfish exploiters that think only of themselves. They are selfish Jesus pimps, "deceivers being deceived."
It shouldn't and doesn't matter because every man and woman has to work out his or her own salvation. You have to study His Word. You have to pray for Wisdom.
"Trust in the Lord (trust in the LORD! not in Hoodoo or Voodoo, not horoscopes or Tarot card readings. Not what your two faced friend said.) with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding." ( You might be smart compared to ever day man but your brain is like a bb in a boxcar compared to your brain in God's head.)Proverbs 3:3
"Though hand join in hand, the wicked shall not be unpunished: but the seed of the righteous shall be delivered."' Proverbs 11:21
I didn't make it up. It was foretold eons before I was a speck on this planet.
I am just God's messenger. I will tell it! I'm telling it because the Lord told me to tell it!
You must reap what you sow! If you don't like the Truth tell God. But in the mean time do what you can to be saved. That is if you want to be saved.
Wide is the gate that leads to death and destruction, narrow is the path of righteousness. Most people would rather do wrong than do right. If You have a mind to do right you are indeed blessed. You have been set apart. Most people will revile you and mistreat you. They will talk about you and dig pits for you. They hate you for no reason and their greatest desire is to see you destroyed. Pray for them and stay away from them is the best I can tell you. God will take care of them in His own time and in His own way.
Pray without ceasing children.Do not take your precious life for granted. Serve Him out of a Pure heart. No one can see into your heart. Who do we really know? Jesus told me to identify them by their fruit. That is good enough for me. I know enough to not listen to a person I know to be a Demon. I do have that much sense. If I see you root people, saw you root people I know that you are a Demon.
You can just peddle that poison somewhere else. I'm not going to be your chump my whole life. Because I am a caring person I will warn anyone that cares to listen about your proclivities. Let him who hath ears hear.
Your homework is to study the book of Proverbs children.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
It shouldn't and doesn't matter because every man and woman has to work out his or her own salvation. You have to study His Word. You have to pray for Wisdom.
"Trust in the Lord (trust in the LORD! not in Hoodoo or Voodoo, not horoscopes or Tarot card readings. Not what your two faced friend said.) with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding." ( You might be smart compared to ever day man but your brain is like a bb in a boxcar compared to your brain in God's head.)Proverbs 3:3
"Though hand join in hand, the wicked shall not be unpunished: but the seed of the righteous shall be delivered."' Proverbs 11:21
I didn't make it up. It was foretold eons before I was a speck on this planet.
I am just God's messenger. I will tell it! I'm telling it because the Lord told me to tell it!
You must reap what you sow! If you don't like the Truth tell God. But in the mean time do what you can to be saved. That is if you want to be saved.
Wide is the gate that leads to death and destruction, narrow is the path of righteousness. Most people would rather do wrong than do right. If You have a mind to do right you are indeed blessed. You have been set apart. Most people will revile you and mistreat you. They will talk about you and dig pits for you. They hate you for no reason and their greatest desire is to see you destroyed. Pray for them and stay away from them is the best I can tell you. God will take care of them in His own time and in His own way.
Pray without ceasing children.Do not take your precious life for granted. Serve Him out of a Pure heart. No one can see into your heart. Who do we really know? Jesus told me to identify them by their fruit. That is good enough for me. I know enough to not listen to a person I know to be a Demon. I do have that much sense. If I see you root people, saw you root people I know that you are a Demon.
You can just peddle that poison somewhere else. I'm not going to be your chump my whole life. Because I am a caring person I will warn anyone that cares to listen about your proclivities. Let him who hath ears hear.
Your homework is to study the book of Proverbs children.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Friday, November 12, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Love Ye One Another
He commanded us to "Love Ye one another as I have loved you."
What a simple command. We as a people don't do it. Why? It is a commandment. Many of us don't know to do it because long before we came to the realization that we were independent human beings someone "messed us up".
They got "a-hold to us" and instilled fear, and anger and hatred. They "messed us up" on purpose. They did it knowingly. They did it out of a corrupt heart, they did it out of guile.
They laid their children low and walked on them. They wiped their feet on them. Assault and curses became so common place to these children they became grateful for any sign of kindness, something as minimal as a pleasant smile.
You can't believe their lies children. God loves all of His children. Don't let anyone tell you that you are not good enough, that you are too black, that you are nothing but a bastard. Don't let anyone tell you that you were a mistake born for bad luck. When they brag to your face that they tried to abort you three times, don't you listen. When they tell you that you have a nigger gun barrel nose, shut them out. If they tell you that you have nappy hair and they were blessed with Jesus grass know that is an ignorant fool trying to steal your joy.
On the contrary don't accept her ignorant compliments about your gray-green eyes, pink lips and light skin. Look at them real hard because you are looking at a fool. A fool spreading ignorance trying to block God's blessings for you.
Do know that he who leads into captivity shall go into captivity.
This is not a loyalty contest, we are not choosing up sides for a baseball game. We are in a war, "A Secret War, enemy unseen"* (Alice Lovelace)
"He that loveth father or mother more than me is not worthy of me: and he that loveth son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me." (Matthew 10:37)
Do I need to explain that to you? Do I have to break it down for you? You don't up hold any one in their wrong doing. You don't do it because they are kin and you are afraid of retribution or you have some sick sense of loyalty. Don't come running out of the wood work when they have passed on saying that you knew it all the time. If you truly love the Lord you will always stand up for what you know is right.
"And he that taketh not his cross, and followeth after me, is not worthy of me." (Matthew 10:38)
I picked up my cross because it was thrust upon me. I know what a child's broken heart feels like. I know what it is to be a poor black unwanted orphan. I could not help myself but I can help others like me. I can be a beacon, a shining light, a TRUTH teller.
"You shall proceed no further!" You shall cease and desist from your wicked ways. You have been exposed for what you are, now shrink. Dry up, shrivel up, disappear. "Get thee behind me Satan!"
I had a friend that shared this fantastic didactic story with me. He was a city boy visiting his old black grandmother in south Georgia in the fifties. His grandmother set the ground rules, explaining what he could and could not do on the little farm. His eight year old mannish nature made him test her. He said he ate the green apples from the tree, chased the chickens, didn't sweep the porch as told. He said the whole time he was testing his grandmother she never said a word. She just glared at him. After a day filled with pleasurable mischief he went quietly to bed. But at about two o'clock that morning his grandmother busted into his room, snatched his little cover off and proceeded to wail on him beating him with three plaited switches all the while preaching; "You might get by but you won't get away!"
Don't be fooled children. Just because you have done wrong for years without reprisal do not believe that God has given you a pass. I keep telling you that God is no respecter of man. God has no secret preference for color or hair, race or wealth. God is not impressed with your homemade titles; Bishop, Elder, Minister, Preacher or Potentate. True those titles may impress simple man. But don't you ever forget that God knows your heart.
You and I will reap exactly what we sow. If you don't want to reap it, if you can't reap it because you are too proud or too cowardly, tough, because you sowed it. The time for regret was when you were doing it.
No you can not undo what you did but you can acknowledge it. You can be truthful for once in your miserable life.
Granddaddy was too much of a gentleman to say it but I will say it; "I told you so. I told you that apart from Christ you are nothing."
God does not want our feigned "Christianity". He doesn't want our double mindedness, "be ye hot or cold."
That would be your luck; to offend, molest and attempt to destroy one of God's anointed, a dear little soul that Jesus had set apart.
"But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him (her) that a millstone were hanged about his (her) neck, and that he (she) were drowned in the depth of the sea." Matthew 18:6
I see you standing there with your pupils blazing red, caught, exposed, revealed to the entire world for your decades of stealth sneaky craftiness. Cold busted. You knew this day was coming didn't you? You did expect this end didn't you?
Be careful, be wise, become analytical, learn to think for yourself children.
If you call yourself a Christian do so out of a pure heart. Don't grab that title and parade around thinking it entitles you to "mess over " people.
Most of all do not lie to yourself. Know what you are and be what you are. God's children are not garbage for you to rape and destroy. Did God bring you to this earth to spread ignorance? Do you repeat nonsense like; "What's done on the ship stays on the ship?"
Have you been a fool? Did you allow yourself to become a tool for the devil? Can you love the Lord?
"With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible." Mark 10:27
Think about it.
Thank God for another opportunity to serve Him children.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up as much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
What a simple command. We as a people don't do it. Why? It is a commandment. Many of us don't know to do it because long before we came to the realization that we were independent human beings someone "messed us up".
They got "a-hold to us" and instilled fear, and anger and hatred. They "messed us up" on purpose. They did it knowingly. They did it out of a corrupt heart, they did it out of guile.
They laid their children low and walked on them. They wiped their feet on them. Assault and curses became so common place to these children they became grateful for any sign of kindness, something as minimal as a pleasant smile.
You can't believe their lies children. God loves all of His children. Don't let anyone tell you that you are not good enough, that you are too black, that you are nothing but a bastard. Don't let anyone tell you that you were a mistake born for bad luck. When they brag to your face that they tried to abort you three times, don't you listen. When they tell you that you have a nigger gun barrel nose, shut them out. If they tell you that you have nappy hair and they were blessed with Jesus grass know that is an ignorant fool trying to steal your joy.
On the contrary don't accept her ignorant compliments about your gray-green eyes, pink lips and light skin. Look at them real hard because you are looking at a fool. A fool spreading ignorance trying to block God's blessings for you.
Do know that he who leads into captivity shall go into captivity.
This is not a loyalty contest, we are not choosing up sides for a baseball game. We are in a war, "A Secret War, enemy unseen"* (Alice Lovelace)
"He that loveth father or mother more than me is not worthy of me: and he that loveth son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me." (Matthew 10:37)
Do I need to explain that to you? Do I have to break it down for you? You don't up hold any one in their wrong doing. You don't do it because they are kin and you are afraid of retribution or you have some sick sense of loyalty. Don't come running out of the wood work when they have passed on saying that you knew it all the time. If you truly love the Lord you will always stand up for what you know is right.
"And he that taketh not his cross, and followeth after me, is not worthy of me." (Matthew 10:38)
I picked up my cross because it was thrust upon me. I know what a child's broken heart feels like. I know what it is to be a poor black unwanted orphan. I could not help myself but I can help others like me. I can be a beacon, a shining light, a TRUTH teller.
"You shall proceed no further!" You shall cease and desist from your wicked ways. You have been exposed for what you are, now shrink. Dry up, shrivel up, disappear. "Get thee behind me Satan!"
I had a friend that shared this fantastic didactic story with me. He was a city boy visiting his old black grandmother in south Georgia in the fifties. His grandmother set the ground rules, explaining what he could and could not do on the little farm. His eight year old mannish nature made him test her. He said he ate the green apples from the tree, chased the chickens, didn't sweep the porch as told. He said the whole time he was testing his grandmother she never said a word. She just glared at him. After a day filled with pleasurable mischief he went quietly to bed. But at about two o'clock that morning his grandmother busted into his room, snatched his little cover off and proceeded to wail on him beating him with three plaited switches all the while preaching; "You might get by but you won't get away!"
Don't be fooled children. Just because you have done wrong for years without reprisal do not believe that God has given you a pass. I keep telling you that God is no respecter of man. God has no secret preference for color or hair, race or wealth. God is not impressed with your homemade titles; Bishop, Elder, Minister, Preacher or Potentate. True those titles may impress simple man. But don't you ever forget that God knows your heart.
You and I will reap exactly what we sow. If you don't want to reap it, if you can't reap it because you are too proud or too cowardly, tough, because you sowed it. The time for regret was when you were doing it.
No you can not undo what you did but you can acknowledge it. You can be truthful for once in your miserable life.
Granddaddy was too much of a gentleman to say it but I will say it; "I told you so. I told you that apart from Christ you are nothing."
God does not want our feigned "Christianity". He doesn't want our double mindedness, "be ye hot or cold."
That would be your luck; to offend, molest and attempt to destroy one of God's anointed, a dear little soul that Jesus had set apart.
"But whoso shall offend one of these little ones which believe in me, it were better for him (her) that a millstone were hanged about his (her) neck, and that he (she) were drowned in the depth of the sea." Matthew 18:6
I see you standing there with your pupils blazing red, caught, exposed, revealed to the entire world for your decades of stealth sneaky craftiness. Cold busted. You knew this day was coming didn't you? You did expect this end didn't you?
Be careful, be wise, become analytical, learn to think for yourself children.
If you call yourself a Christian do so out of a pure heart. Don't grab that title and parade around thinking it entitles you to "mess over " people.
Most of all do not lie to yourself. Know what you are and be what you are. God's children are not garbage for you to rape and destroy. Did God bring you to this earth to spread ignorance? Do you repeat nonsense like; "What's done on the ship stays on the ship?"
Have you been a fool? Did you allow yourself to become a tool for the devil? Can you love the Lord?
"With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible." Mark 10:27
Think about it.
Thank God for another opportunity to serve Him children.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up as much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Tuesday, November 9, 2010
Meet Him On Your Knees Children!
We the family ask you to meet Him on your knees at 7:27 in the a.m. Stretch out your arms, raise them high. Ask Him to come into your heart to indwell there. Humble yourselves children. Remember that you are just a lump of clay, mere dust. From dust we came and from dust we have to return.
"We didn't come here to stay always." Live so then when your life is required of thee you can go quietly and confident that you are a child of the Living Lord.
Take your burdens to the Lord children and leave them there.
If there be any sin ask Our Dear Lord to take it.
Praise the Lord children! THANK HIM!!!
Thank Him every day for the privilege of serving Him. Thank Him for His mystery. Thank Him for righting every wrong.
Ask Him to forgive you children. Tell Him that you are sorry.
Tell Him that you know; you know that apart from Christ you are nothing.
Tell Him that you know the Devil has a plot but God has a Plan!
Take a few minutes to shout children! Scream ; "Lord Have Mercy On Me!!!"
Tell Him that you Love Him children. Tell Him that you love His tender mercies. Tell Him that you love His mysterious intervention.
While you are down there praying for forgiveness for yourself, pray for the forgiveness of others.
Ask the Dear Lord to remove all of the hate that has been implanted in your heart. Ask Him to take all of the fear.
Get up children, get up off of your knees thankful for another day on God's beautiful earth. Ask Him for ears to hear His Word. Ask Him for the courage to walk in love.
Walk in Love children. Be a Blessing.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
"We didn't come here to stay always." Live so then when your life is required of thee you can go quietly and confident that you are a child of the Living Lord.
Take your burdens to the Lord children and leave them there.
If there be any sin ask Our Dear Lord to take it.
Praise the Lord children! THANK HIM!!!
Thank Him every day for the privilege of serving Him. Thank Him for His mystery. Thank Him for righting every wrong.
Ask Him to forgive you children. Tell Him that you are sorry.
Tell Him that you know; you know that apart from Christ you are nothing.
Tell Him that you know the Devil has a plot but God has a Plan!
Take a few minutes to shout children! Scream ; "Lord Have Mercy On Me!!!"
Tell Him that you Love Him children. Tell Him that you love His tender mercies. Tell Him that you love His mysterious intervention.
While you are down there praying for forgiveness for yourself, pray for the forgiveness of others.
Ask the Dear Lord to remove all of the hate that has been implanted in your heart. Ask Him to take all of the fear.
Get up children, get up off of your knees thankful for another day on God's beautiful earth. Ask Him for ears to hear His Word. Ask Him for the courage to walk in love.
Walk in Love children. Be a Blessing.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Monday, November 8, 2010
Be Careful Of A Misdiagnosis
It was a misdiagnosis I tell you. Granddaddy got it wrong. He chalked all of her antics up to ignorance. Some said she was crazy, miserably insane. We all missed it for decades. God lifted the scales from my eyes and I can see it so plainly now. It is crystal clear. She is a Demon with a capital D. You don't have to believe me. Just look at her fruit. Be a slow learner if you want to. You will pay. You will suffer. She will lay you low.
Forget how charming she is. Oh yes she is a laugh a minute, a brilliant comedienne. She is charismatic and she can out think and out lie you to this day. At eighty-five she is brilliant. Can you imagine her intelligence at twelve or thirteen.
Well I finally caught on. She will never accept responsibility for her own actions! You are not smart enough to pin her down to any thing, she is mercurial. Plus she mastered the strategy of "the best defense is an offense" years before I was thought of. If you accuse her of anything you are suddenly no-sense-ED, a damn black ass fool, you pop eyed, you are lazy, you are the biggest liar that ever pissed between two shoes. She has improved some in her elderly years. She used to say "Shit between two shoes", but then she became a preacher. To know her is to be in a constant state of befuddlement. She will talk your ear off about everyone elses mistakes; "*** ****had done had **** ****and was in labor with ***** when she married ****. Shit you can look at dem younguns and see dey ain't got the same daddy. But dey want to call me de 'ho."
She never really had any friends. I can name all of her friends, most of them were "high yalla" freaks just like her. There was always some big blow out and she was always trying to do the right thing because 'she don't lak to see nobody use nobody'. And it is hard to keep a friend if you have a habit of sleeping with their husbands and boyfriends. I can tell now that she was very conflicted. She loves women sexually and she hates men, but she loves to screw men. That is truly some double minded-ness.
I'm sorry that you felt that you could not be an out of the closet lesbian.
Please help me to understand something. You have to be one of the world's greatest freaks. I call you a pioneer freak, you personally invented alot of the sexual deviance today. No, I'm kidding. See I got that from you, make up some ridiculous shit and pen it on some one. You are pretty perfect, you are a brilliant sociopath. I just can not understand, I can't understand how anyone that can commit such dreadful sins can't find the courage to admit them and ask for repentance. I give, I guess you simply accept the fact that you are a vessel made for dishonor. Your father was in covenant with God and you became accursed and brought the whole family down. Well you tried, but I'm not going down there with you. I am ashamed of you. Not just for what you did to me. I will not tell what you did to my brothers on this blog. But you ought to have sense enough to be ashamed. "You are going out the world backwards like you did when you first came here." That is the record by the Staple Singles that you blasted one Saturday for about fourteen hours straight. Torture, terror, cussing, fussing, drunk, nasty, vulgar, fornicating, lying, stealing, plotting and sabotaging. That's you. You will or can not help it and I want you to know that I do not associate with people of such low class and character. You said I thought I was better than ever body else. I am better than a back stabber that would participate in her daughter's molestation. I will not tolerate your ignorance and negativity. Your "roots" are not working. You are a despicable Demon and you will rot in hell if you do not confess and repent.
It took me fifty-eight years but I finally got the message. One of the reason's I'm telling is certainly because I'm mad. Actually I am way past mad. I am infuriated. But it's all good. Can you imagine if I never found out? What if I had never put these pieces together? Some of you still insist on "loving" her, getting your head busted, over and over. Go right ahead but don't you ever say that you were not warned.
Please , my darling little nieces, please listen, do not let her keep your children. She is a Demon and she can't resist. I do not know what she will do. You can be sure she will harm them . If not physically she will harm them psychologically.
What grandmother or great grandmother says to a darling little boy, right in front of him; "What's wrong wid his ear? Why does it flop down like that?" "He 'sho got some nappy hair. How he get such nappy hair?"
Why crush a child? Why harm their fragile ego so early in life?
I'll tell you why; she is a snake crawling on her belly seeking more victims. She knows that she is low. She knows that she hit rock bottom and she demands some company.
I will not go there with her any more. I pulled myself up out of that crab barrel by myself. I went to college and earned a degree. She never gave me one red cent, and had the nerve to prevent me from getting financial aid. That "woman " has stalked me and tried to destroy me my entire life.
She suffers from envy. If you suffer from envy, run and pray now!
But it's cool. I survived and I am doing pretty well.
It is a sad revolting story, but it is true. Don't you dare think that she just focused on me. If you know her and associate with her she is "rooting" and cursing you too. She can not help or she will not help it. This is fun to her. She loves to keep us mess, start mess, stir up mess. A great gossip. She has all the news. She begins most conversations with ; "Let me tell you the latest..." Ordinarily you would not think there is a lot a harm in that. As human beings we do like gossip and hearing that someone is worse off than we are can be comforting. It is the part that she didn't share that should concern you, how she went to her alter. Yes, she has a secret alter. That's why she is so paranoid about visitors.
"Here come dem damn black ass plundering grandchildren. **** ain't raising dem children worth nuttin'. Dey the thievingest luddle black bastards I ever saw." Now that is what she said to me. I know she talks about my daughter because she talks about EVERYBODY! It is funny because now that she is old she sometimes forgets who she is talking to and starts talking to you about yourself. That's what she did to me. It is unreal. I think she thought she was talking to *I****J***. To have someone talk about you behind your back to your face is hilarious. Well it's funny if you are not the victim.
Well time is winding down. It is no longer funny. We all have to work out our own soul salvation . We should all do what we know is right. I am going to continue to do what Jesus said; "From such stay away."
I trust in God. Please listen to track #7 "Trust In God" on Let Every Ear Hear by the Williams Sisters. Do that for me until I learn how to embed music into this blog.
I love that song because that song is my testimony. Fortunately for me that is what I've always done. I've never known anything else to do.
Well here we are at the end of this sad saga, a very sad and pathetic truth.
I must tell you how she butchered some cloth and created a mammy made prom dress for me. She had me looking like I was going to Sadie Hawkins instead of the prom. Shame on you for doing that to me. I already know what you are going to say; "Well Shit! if you were dumb enough to wear the shit...that's just a lick on you."
You know why I wore that crap. I was scared, terrorized, a sniveling coward. I wasn't about to protest. You can't lie out of this one. I have the picture.
What a shame, at fifty-nine I can see so clearly what a jealous cunt you are. I'm sorry I have to be so offensive in my language. But, that's how she always talked to me and I don't know any better. "It is what it is."
I don't care about her any more. I have given up. I guess that is what happened to granddaddy. He just gave up. "Cast not your pearls before swine." Perfect. As far as I am concerned we are "quiterated". I just want to spare the innocent. A rattle snake will rattle. This "woman" is not to be trusted! Do not eat her food! Alright "I done tol'cha, go head on nigga."
Be Blessed children. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Forget how charming she is. Oh yes she is a laugh a minute, a brilliant comedienne. She is charismatic and she can out think and out lie you to this day. At eighty-five she is brilliant. Can you imagine her intelligence at twelve or thirteen.
Well I finally caught on. She will never accept responsibility for her own actions! You are not smart enough to pin her down to any thing, she is mercurial. Plus she mastered the strategy of "the best defense is an offense" years before I was thought of. If you accuse her of anything you are suddenly no-sense-ED, a damn black ass fool, you pop eyed, you are lazy, you are the biggest liar that ever pissed between two shoes. She has improved some in her elderly years. She used to say "Shit between two shoes", but then she became a preacher. To know her is to be in a constant state of befuddlement. She will talk your ear off about everyone elses mistakes; "*** ****had done had **** ****and was in labor with ***** when she married ****. Shit you can look at dem younguns and see dey ain't got the same daddy. But dey want to call me de 'ho."
She never really had any friends. I can name all of her friends, most of them were "high yalla" freaks just like her. There was always some big blow out and she was always trying to do the right thing because 'she don't lak to see nobody use nobody'. And it is hard to keep a friend if you have a habit of sleeping with their husbands and boyfriends. I can tell now that she was very conflicted. She loves women sexually and she hates men, but she loves to screw men. That is truly some double minded-ness.
I'm sorry that you felt that you could not be an out of the closet lesbian.
Please help me to understand something. You have to be one of the world's greatest freaks. I call you a pioneer freak, you personally invented alot of the sexual deviance today. No, I'm kidding. See I got that from you, make up some ridiculous shit and pen it on some one. You are pretty perfect, you are a brilliant sociopath. I just can not understand, I can't understand how anyone that can commit such dreadful sins can't find the courage to admit them and ask for repentance. I give, I guess you simply accept the fact that you are a vessel made for dishonor. Your father was in covenant with God and you became accursed and brought the whole family down. Well you tried, but I'm not going down there with you. I am ashamed of you. Not just for what you did to me. I will not tell what you did to my brothers on this blog. But you ought to have sense enough to be ashamed. "You are going out the world backwards like you did when you first came here." That is the record by the Staple Singles that you blasted one Saturday for about fourteen hours straight. Torture, terror, cussing, fussing, drunk, nasty, vulgar, fornicating, lying, stealing, plotting and sabotaging. That's you. You will or can not help it and I want you to know that I do not associate with people of such low class and character. You said I thought I was better than ever body else. I am better than a back stabber that would participate in her daughter's molestation. I will not tolerate your ignorance and negativity. Your "roots" are not working. You are a despicable Demon and you will rot in hell if you do not confess and repent.
It took me fifty-eight years but I finally got the message. One of the reason's I'm telling is certainly because I'm mad. Actually I am way past mad. I am infuriated. But it's all good. Can you imagine if I never found out? What if I had never put these pieces together? Some of you still insist on "loving" her, getting your head busted, over and over. Go right ahead but don't you ever say that you were not warned.
Please , my darling little nieces, please listen, do not let her keep your children. She is a Demon and she can't resist. I do not know what she will do. You can be sure she will harm them . If not physically she will harm them psychologically.
What grandmother or great grandmother says to a darling little boy, right in front of him; "What's wrong wid his ear? Why does it flop down like that?" "He 'sho got some nappy hair. How he get such nappy hair?"
Why crush a child? Why harm their fragile ego so early in life?
I'll tell you why; she is a snake crawling on her belly seeking more victims. She knows that she is low. She knows that she hit rock bottom and she demands some company.
I will not go there with her any more. I pulled myself up out of that crab barrel by myself. I went to college and earned a degree. She never gave me one red cent, and had the nerve to prevent me from getting financial aid. That "woman " has stalked me and tried to destroy me my entire life.
She suffers from envy. If you suffer from envy, run and pray now!
But it's cool. I survived and I am doing pretty well.
It is a sad revolting story, but it is true. Don't you dare think that she just focused on me. If you know her and associate with her she is "rooting" and cursing you too. She can not help or she will not help it. This is fun to her. She loves to keep us mess, start mess, stir up mess. A great gossip. She has all the news. She begins most conversations with ; "Let me tell you the latest..." Ordinarily you would not think there is a lot a harm in that. As human beings we do like gossip and hearing that someone is worse off than we are can be comforting. It is the part that she didn't share that should concern you, how she went to her alter. Yes, she has a secret alter. That's why she is so paranoid about visitors.
"Here come dem damn black ass plundering grandchildren. **** ain't raising dem children worth nuttin'. Dey the thievingest luddle black bastards I ever saw." Now that is what she said to me. I know she talks about my daughter because she talks about EVERYBODY! It is funny because now that she is old she sometimes forgets who she is talking to and starts talking to you about yourself. That's what she did to me. It is unreal. I think she thought she was talking to *I****J***. To have someone talk about you behind your back to your face is hilarious. Well it's funny if you are not the victim.
Well time is winding down. It is no longer funny. We all have to work out our own soul salvation . We should all do what we know is right. I am going to continue to do what Jesus said; "From such stay away."
I trust in God. Please listen to track #7 "Trust In God" on Let Every Ear Hear by the Williams Sisters. Do that for me until I learn how to embed music into this blog.
I love that song because that song is my testimony. Fortunately for me that is what I've always done. I've never known anything else to do.
Well here we are at the end of this sad saga, a very sad and pathetic truth.
I must tell you how she butchered some cloth and created a mammy made prom dress for me. She had me looking like I was going to Sadie Hawkins instead of the prom. Shame on you for doing that to me. I already know what you are going to say; "Well Shit! if you were dumb enough to wear the shit...that's just a lick on you."
You know why I wore that crap. I was scared, terrorized, a sniveling coward. I wasn't about to protest. You can't lie out of this one. I have the picture.
What a shame, at fifty-nine I can see so clearly what a jealous cunt you are. I'm sorry I have to be so offensive in my language. But, that's how she always talked to me and I don't know any better. "It is what it is."
I don't care about her any more. I have given up. I guess that is what happened to granddaddy. He just gave up. "Cast not your pearls before swine." Perfect. As far as I am concerned we are "quiterated". I just want to spare the innocent. A rattle snake will rattle. This "woman" is not to be trusted! Do not eat her food! Alright "I done tol'cha, go head on nigga."
Be Blessed children. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Saturday, November 6, 2010
The Devil Is A Liar!
PTL! Dear Lord thank you for your blessings. Thank you for your tender mercies. Thank you for your Holy Spirit. Thank You for my anointing. Thank you for divine intervention. Thank you for Jerome Walters! Thank you for your WORD! Thank you for the TRUTH!
It was a pattern. Most of the time she appeared sane, seemed to be a very good person. We went to church every Sunday. Most of the time she was pretty good or at least normal. But there were times that she was a demonic fool. Hostile, angry and violent. We knew that she suffered from bouts of extreme depression, extreme jealousy.
We accepted it in stride. She was our lot in life, she was the hand that we were dealt. Play the hand you're dealt. Just play the best you can, play to win.
An habitually negative person it was hard for her to accept many of the blessings God sent her way. I learned to ignore her. My mother, a woman that I rarely trusted, a woman that I wanted desperately to love me.
I tried to make her proud and only succeeded in making her jealous.
An ignorant nigger, a crab in a barrel. I fully understood her mentality. You know the kind; "Don't out do me! Don't rise higher than your assigned station in life. You're black, you're a bastard and you are ruined. You are worthless, no one loves you or will ever love you. You think too highly of yourself. Just live till you die. Don't you ever dream and most of all don't you ever tell. No one is going to believe you. It ain't gon do no good. It ain't gon change nothing. I've told everyone that you are a nut, you're weird and you talk too much. I told everyone that you lie and make up shit. God loves me because I'm a preacher. Yea, I sin sometimes but so does everyone, God know what I need. Plus, you didn't see me do it. You didn't catch me."
I am ashamed that no one has been brave enough or smart enough to stop her.
Thank you Lord. I don't have to be ashamed because I am blessed. I was identified, I was selected, I was set apart for such a time as this. I thank God.
I will not shut up! I will tell! I will bring healing. I will broadcast His message. I will shout and say hallelujah. I am willing to be laughed at, ridiculed, talked about for His sake. What is my pain and affliction compared to His?
Little girls, little wounded girls, know that you are loved. Know that you are somebody.
Get Up! Get Out! Tell the world that you have a Father that loves you, that will protect you.
Serve him. Serve Him with a PURE heart.
Know ye the TRUTH and the the TRUTH will set you FREE!
She kept us in fear. We knew not to confront her. "Just don't say nothing. Forgive her, let it go. Tread lightly, be careful, be wise. DON'T TELL!!! Keep her secrets! Remain loyal, don't embarrass the family. Pretend! Just pretend! Go along to get along. God will fix it."
Well, He fixed it.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
P.S.
Dear Lord thank you for my testimony.
It was a pattern. Most of the time she appeared sane, seemed to be a very good person. We went to church every Sunday. Most of the time she was pretty good or at least normal. But there were times that she was a demonic fool. Hostile, angry and violent. We knew that she suffered from bouts of extreme depression, extreme jealousy.
We accepted it in stride. She was our lot in life, she was the hand that we were dealt. Play the hand you're dealt. Just play the best you can, play to win.
An habitually negative person it was hard for her to accept many of the blessings God sent her way. I learned to ignore her. My mother, a woman that I rarely trusted, a woman that I wanted desperately to love me.
I tried to make her proud and only succeeded in making her jealous.
An ignorant nigger, a crab in a barrel. I fully understood her mentality. You know the kind; "Don't out do me! Don't rise higher than your assigned station in life. You're black, you're a bastard and you are ruined. You are worthless, no one loves you or will ever love you. You think too highly of yourself. Just live till you die. Don't you ever dream and most of all don't you ever tell. No one is going to believe you. It ain't gon do no good. It ain't gon change nothing. I've told everyone that you are a nut, you're weird and you talk too much. I told everyone that you lie and make up shit. God loves me because I'm a preacher. Yea, I sin sometimes but so does everyone, God know what I need. Plus, you didn't see me do it. You didn't catch me."
I am ashamed that no one has been brave enough or smart enough to stop her.
Thank you Lord. I don't have to be ashamed because I am blessed. I was identified, I was selected, I was set apart for such a time as this. I thank God.
I will not shut up! I will tell! I will bring healing. I will broadcast His message. I will shout and say hallelujah. I am willing to be laughed at, ridiculed, talked about for His sake. What is my pain and affliction compared to His?
Little girls, little wounded girls, know that you are loved. Know that you are somebody.
Get Up! Get Out! Tell the world that you have a Father that loves you, that will protect you.
Serve him. Serve Him with a PURE heart.
Know ye the TRUTH and the the TRUTH will set you FREE!
She kept us in fear. We knew not to confront her. "Just don't say nothing. Forgive her, let it go. Tread lightly, be careful, be wise. DON'T TELL!!! Keep her secrets! Remain loyal, don't embarrass the family. Pretend! Just pretend! Go along to get along. God will fix it."
Well, He fixed it.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
P.S.
Dear Lord thank you for my testimony.
Friday, November 5, 2010
Hold Thy Peace!
"And there came a voice from heaven saying, Thou art my beloved Son, in whom I am well pleased."
There came a voice from heaven!..? I have no doubt in this Biblical Truth. I know it to be an absolute fact. I know it in every fiber of my being. I know it in every cell of my body. Listen carefully now, hear me and hear me well. My Heavenly Father deposited His Spirit deep down in my DNA before I was formed in the belly. I know it happened because I heard that same voice when I was four years old. He promised to never leave me, to never forsake me and He never has.
What an awesome God we (I) serve. Everything you've ever done or will do has been foretold.
We are all His vessels children. Some of us are for honor and some of us are for dishonor. But the Dear Lord in His infinite wisdom lets us choose.
God asked me to pray this prayer, won't you linger here with me for a moment church?
Dear Lord I beseech thee as humbly as I know how. I thank you for your Word, I thank you for your tender mercies, I thank you for my life.
Dear Lord I pray for our cold cruel world. Dear Lord I pray in the MIGHTY NAME OF JESUS CHRIST! to free Us from this oppression. Dear Lord free us from Satanic attack. Dear Lord I rebuke Satan and his legion of demons. I command these demons to flee.
Dear Lord shine a light so bright that the whole world can see. Deliver Us ALL from Satan's plan.
"And there was in their synagogue a man with an unclean spirit; and he cried out, Saying, Let US alone; what have we to do with thee, thou Jesus of Nazareth? art thou come to destroy US? I know thee who thou art, the Holy One of God. And Jesus rebuked him, saying, HOLD THY PEACE, AND COME OUT OF HIM!" (Mark 1:23)
I DEMAND YOU DEMON IN THE MIGHTY NAME OF JESUS CHRIST TO COME OUT OF HER! FLEE! FLEE MARTHA JANE WALTERS HODGES DOSTER WATSON LAMOUREAUX !!! FLEE HER INFIRM BODY! FLEE HER INFIRM MIND!!
Flee her Devil! You have no right to her. She is my mother and you can not have her. She belongs to CHRIST!
Jesus is waiting church, can't you hear him calling ever so softly. We have all been foolish disregarding his Love, disregarding is Word.
The God we serve is awesome! He is perfect! He has a plan! He has vessels, some for honor and some for dishonor. Choose you this day which you shall be.
"And he healed many that were sick of divers diseases, and cast out many devils; and suffered not the devils to speak, because they knew him."
They knew Him church! The devil knows more than we do that Christ is real! Christ is miraculous! He is kind, easily entreated, quick to forgive. Reach out church! Fall on your knees, pray for his intervention in your life.
Have mercy on US Christ! Give us the strength to march boldly to your throne. Give us the power to forsake evil. In the mighty name of Jesus I pray for all of the broken fractured creatures on this earth. Heal US Lord. Heal US of our infirmities, Heal us of double mindedness, Remove the fear Lord. Grant us courage Lord!
This is my sincere humble prayer Lord. In Jesus' Mighty name I pray.
Thank you Lord for your infinite wisdom, thank you for your courage.
Thank you Lord for the privilege of being your witness.
I was motherless and fatherless. I cried out to Jesus. My prayers floated up to the heavens as the despicable cretins laughed. What does a little girl do when she realizes that she is no more than a dirty Kotex in the eyes of her mother? She screams; "Save Me Jesus!" to the top of her little lungs while her sinister mother screams over and over; "The more you cry the less you piss!"
"Fear none of those things which thou shalt suffer..." Jesus so softly whispered in my ear as I suffered her stings and arrows over and over.
Dear Lord thank you for your revelation, thank you for your explanation.
Yes I am still suffering church but the Lord is lifting me. Yes He is healing me, He is infusing me with Joy as he drains the pain. Praise the Lord church!
This sorry saga began well before I was conceived. I did detect it. I did smell it. It was that ever present pink elephant in the room. It was a family secret, some deep dark secret that was never to be discussed. I must credit my family, they buried it deep. It was only in the last few years that my mother divulged any hint of the "family secret" , she very nonchalantly mentioned that she was brutally raped as an eight year old child. How horrible. I personally traced this event back to her fracture, to her splintering, to her arrested development.
I do not know the "secret", I can only surmise. I know a lot a tragedy befell Jerome Walter's family. A raped baby daughter, a murdered seventeen year old son.
A lot a mysticism, a lot of clairvoyance, a lot of "hoodoo" or "root working", a lot of misguided ignorance. Most of this ignorance was left over from slavery, passed down for generations. But no more. You shall Proceed No Further Devil! Stop cold in your tracks and Flee!
My cousin told me that she smashed a tiny puppy between two bricks when she was a little girl. That is evidence of the fracture, of the arrested development, of Satanic attack! There was no psychiatrist, no counseling for a damaged little girl in Wade, North Carolina in 1933. Black people could not seek medical attention in the hospital. Ignorantly they hid it. It was buried deep but it did not die. It rose from the grave and assaulted me, laid me low, tried to suffocate me, tried to kill me. But my Dear Lord would not hear of it. Flee Devil! Your time is up! You better run Satan! I tell you He is coming back to judge the quick and the dead.
You better be quick church. You better be quick to heed His Word.
Two beautiful little girls reduced to the status of nigger by the world. Two of God's children, two vessels that the world said were created for dishonor.
A beautiful brilliant girl was reduced to the status of nigger in a racist world. Some one must have encouraged her to live by her wits, by schemes and scams. Someone taught her to back God's Word with "dust". Someone taught her to be selfish and to look out for herself only. Some where she learned to hate. Hate the color black, hate being a female, hate men, just hate. Someone taught her to sneak, to throw a rock and hide her hand. She knew that she was incapable of this thing called "love" so she learned to pretend. At some point in her life she struck upon terror as the ultimate weapon and she has used it very successfully for eighty-five years!
Pray for her church. Pray during the Hour of Power. Fall down on your knees at 7:27 in the a.m. Meet the Lord on His threshing floor. Pray that he separate the wheat from the tares, from the chaff.
I will not believe Satan's lies, he is not and can not be victorious. I will not claim it. I rebuke Satan and his minions.
He commanded US to Love ye one another and He also told US from such stay away.
Walk In prayer. Walk in His Light! Pray and know that ye have been made whole.
Be Blessed. "Hold yourself up as much as you can."
No homework children. Just pray. Pray that Our Dear Lord will be quick to heal Our dying world. Pray to be a Blessing.
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
There came a voice from heaven!..? I have no doubt in this Biblical Truth. I know it to be an absolute fact. I know it in every fiber of my being. I know it in every cell of my body. Listen carefully now, hear me and hear me well. My Heavenly Father deposited His Spirit deep down in my DNA before I was formed in the belly. I know it happened because I heard that same voice when I was four years old. He promised to never leave me, to never forsake me and He never has.
What an awesome God we (I) serve. Everything you've ever done or will do has been foretold.
We are all His vessels children. Some of us are for honor and some of us are for dishonor. But the Dear Lord in His infinite wisdom lets us choose.
God asked me to pray this prayer, won't you linger here with me for a moment church?
Dear Lord I beseech thee as humbly as I know how. I thank you for your Word, I thank you for your tender mercies, I thank you for my life.
Dear Lord I pray for our cold cruel world. Dear Lord I pray in the MIGHTY NAME OF JESUS CHRIST! to free Us from this oppression. Dear Lord free us from Satanic attack. Dear Lord I rebuke Satan and his legion of demons. I command these demons to flee.
Dear Lord shine a light so bright that the whole world can see. Deliver Us ALL from Satan's plan.
"And there was in their synagogue a man with an unclean spirit; and he cried out, Saying, Let US alone; what have we to do with thee, thou Jesus of Nazareth? art thou come to destroy US? I know thee who thou art, the Holy One of God. And Jesus rebuked him, saying, HOLD THY PEACE, AND COME OUT OF HIM!" (Mark 1:23)
I DEMAND YOU DEMON IN THE MIGHTY NAME OF JESUS CHRIST TO COME OUT OF HER! FLEE! FLEE MARTHA JANE WALTERS HODGES DOSTER WATSON LAMOUREAUX !!! FLEE HER INFIRM BODY! FLEE HER INFIRM MIND!!
Flee her Devil! You have no right to her. She is my mother and you can not have her. She belongs to CHRIST!
Jesus is waiting church, can't you hear him calling ever so softly. We have all been foolish disregarding his Love, disregarding is Word.
The God we serve is awesome! He is perfect! He has a plan! He has vessels, some for honor and some for dishonor. Choose you this day which you shall be.
"And he healed many that were sick of divers diseases, and cast out many devils; and suffered not the devils to speak, because they knew him."
They knew Him church! The devil knows more than we do that Christ is real! Christ is miraculous! He is kind, easily entreated, quick to forgive. Reach out church! Fall on your knees, pray for his intervention in your life.
Have mercy on US Christ! Give us the strength to march boldly to your throne. Give us the power to forsake evil. In the mighty name of Jesus I pray for all of the broken fractured creatures on this earth. Heal US Lord. Heal US of our infirmities, Heal us of double mindedness, Remove the fear Lord. Grant us courage Lord!
This is my sincere humble prayer Lord. In Jesus' Mighty name I pray.
Thank you Lord for your infinite wisdom, thank you for your courage.
Thank you Lord for the privilege of being your witness.
I was motherless and fatherless. I cried out to Jesus. My prayers floated up to the heavens as the despicable cretins laughed. What does a little girl do when she realizes that she is no more than a dirty Kotex in the eyes of her mother? She screams; "Save Me Jesus!" to the top of her little lungs while her sinister mother screams over and over; "The more you cry the less you piss!"
"Fear none of those things which thou shalt suffer..." Jesus so softly whispered in my ear as I suffered her stings and arrows over and over.
Dear Lord thank you for your revelation, thank you for your explanation.
Yes I am still suffering church but the Lord is lifting me. Yes He is healing me, He is infusing me with Joy as he drains the pain. Praise the Lord church!
This sorry saga began well before I was conceived. I did detect it. I did smell it. It was that ever present pink elephant in the room. It was a family secret, some deep dark secret that was never to be discussed. I must credit my family, they buried it deep. It was only in the last few years that my mother divulged any hint of the "family secret" , she very nonchalantly mentioned that she was brutally raped as an eight year old child. How horrible. I personally traced this event back to her fracture, to her splintering, to her arrested development.
I do not know the "secret", I can only surmise. I know a lot a tragedy befell Jerome Walter's family. A raped baby daughter, a murdered seventeen year old son.
A lot a mysticism, a lot of clairvoyance, a lot of "hoodoo" or "root working", a lot of misguided ignorance. Most of this ignorance was left over from slavery, passed down for generations. But no more. You shall Proceed No Further Devil! Stop cold in your tracks and Flee!
My cousin told me that she smashed a tiny puppy between two bricks when she was a little girl. That is evidence of the fracture, of the arrested development, of Satanic attack! There was no psychiatrist, no counseling for a damaged little girl in Wade, North Carolina in 1933. Black people could not seek medical attention in the hospital. Ignorantly they hid it. It was buried deep but it did not die. It rose from the grave and assaulted me, laid me low, tried to suffocate me, tried to kill me. But my Dear Lord would not hear of it. Flee Devil! Your time is up! You better run Satan! I tell you He is coming back to judge the quick and the dead.
You better be quick church. You better be quick to heed His Word.
Two beautiful little girls reduced to the status of nigger by the world. Two of God's children, two vessels that the world said were created for dishonor.
A beautiful brilliant girl was reduced to the status of nigger in a racist world. Some one must have encouraged her to live by her wits, by schemes and scams. Someone taught her to back God's Word with "dust". Someone taught her to be selfish and to look out for herself only. Some where she learned to hate. Hate the color black, hate being a female, hate men, just hate. Someone taught her to sneak, to throw a rock and hide her hand. She knew that she was incapable of this thing called "love" so she learned to pretend. At some point in her life she struck upon terror as the ultimate weapon and she has used it very successfully for eighty-five years!
Pray for her church. Pray during the Hour of Power. Fall down on your knees at 7:27 in the a.m. Meet the Lord on His threshing floor. Pray that he separate the wheat from the tares, from the chaff.
I will not believe Satan's lies, he is not and can not be victorious. I will not claim it. I rebuke Satan and his minions.
He commanded US to Love ye one another and He also told US from such stay away.
Walk In prayer. Walk in His Light! Pray and know that ye have been made whole.
Be Blessed. "Hold yourself up as much as you can."
No homework children. Just pray. Pray that Our Dear Lord will be quick to heal Our dying world. Pray to be a Blessing.
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Thursday, November 4, 2010
You Can't Buy It
You can't buy it, you can't fake it, and you sure can't take It! Can the church say Amen? Hallelujah! Praise the Lord! There is something inside me that just won't let me hold my peace. I gonna' tell IT! I gonna' tell IT until one of God's children finally hears me.
Warning! Warning! Some of us have lived with Satan incarnate too long. Paralyzed with fear we cower, lie and pretend. Quit trying to bend a lie into the Truth. Quit waiting on the Lord to rescue you. The Lord is waiting on you! Won't you hear him? Won't you heed His Word? Won't you trust Him?
Satan is alive and well, marching to and fro, seeking whom he can destroy. You can not placate the devil. He (she) is ravenous, blood thirsty, insatiable and hell bent on your destruction.
Get your head out of the clouds, Think! Look! and Listen!
I do believe there is a Word from the Lord today! He said that He is coming back to judge the quick and the dead. The quick to learn, the quick to heed, the dead in spirit, the dead in their own lies, the dead in their unrighteous deeds.
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! He said that you would have to moan sometime. He said you would have to go into your secret closet to pray. Will you moan with me church? Will you search your heart? Will you clean yourself up and come to Jesus? Will you fall prostrate in front of his throne and ask Him to forgive You? Will you ask him to clean up up, wash you white as snow?
I do believe in my sanctified mind that the Lord sent me here today to remind us, to urge us to read and study His Word because we are in trouble church, we are in danger
Of Hell fire. All of us, not some of us. My God is no respecter of man. God doesn't care what color you are! Stop that foolishness. God doesn't care how much money or education you have! God could care less if you tithe. It's your heart. It's your heart I tell you! Is your heart right church?
Please moan with me church! Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Consider your ways! Consider your days! Where ever you are drop down on your knees to praise Him! Now thank Him! Thank Him for His goodness! His mercy! It wasn't you! It was God working through you! Let Him work through you again. Reach out and touch the hem of His garment!
Yes Lord! Yes Lord I surrender! I surrender all pride! I surrender my ego! I'm taking the make-up off Lord. I'm throwing the mask away! Help me Lord!!!
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
I know it's too hard for us Lord. Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Man's little brain can't conceive of your Truth! I know that I know! Something got a hold of me this morning church and it just won't let me hold my peeeeeeeace!
Our text is 2 Timothy 3, you must read it church! You must study it! tattoo it on your heart!
Let's read it together saints! "This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. For men shall be lovers of their own selves,"... of their Own Selves! Covetous! Covetous! That means they suffer from jealous envy. They got it all but they can't get enough! They want all of theirs and all of yours! They want your talent. They want your Joy! I tell you they want your Joy children. They are boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy.
Help me Jesus! Help me Father! Strengthen me Lord! Lift me up, prop me up on every leaning side!
"Without natural natural affection!"...without natural affection! They can't even love their own children! Oh Lord! Oh Lord! help them to hear me Lord! they are trucebreakers...you know the kind..the police are always at their house, always arresting them! Help me Father! Help me to preach this thing!
They are false accusers! False accusers, they lie on every body, the living and the dead! They would rather lie on their dear saintly father before they will embrace your Truth! They are incontinent, they are fierce. I mean they are fierce children. They will cuss you out, they will lay you Low. They are dispisers of those that are good. No they can't stand to see good in anyone, not even in themselves. The Devil got'um. Got'um and been had'um. Hey forget grammar! This is not about grammar. It is about His Gospel, His Holy Word! OhhhhhhhhLord!
You know the devil got'um and you know the devil got you too.
"FROM SUCH STAY AWAY!" Now the Lord done told you! The Lord told you to stay away but you keep going back because you refuse to listen. You refuse to trust God.
Cast your cares upon the Lord children. Trust Him children. He promised to never leave you, he promised to never forsake you. Why don't you try Him? Try Him tonight!
For of this sort are which creep into houses, and lead captive silly women laden with sins, led away with divers lusts. Ever learning and never able to come to the knowledge of the TRUTH. But they shall PROCEED NO FURTHER! THEY SHALL PROCEED NO FURTHER. They will not go another futher!
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Oh Lord! Help me! Unstop their ears Lord! Open their blinded eyes. Come by here Lord! Somebody needs you Lord. Some of us got messed up. We messed up and only you, only You Lord can clean Us up!
You said in you word Lord that you made some vessels of gold and silver, but also wood and clay, some for honor and for DISHONOR. Therefore if anyone CLEANSES himself from the latter, he will be a vessel of HONOR!
Let me make sure you understand what that means church. That means some of you come into the world with evil stacked against you. Some of you were born hated before you got here. God knows that you have been mistreated children. God knows your story. He knows that you were born for dishonor! But your story is not over children, all is not lost. It is never over. He said to clean yourself up. He told you to flee youthful lusts. He told you to pursue righteousness, pursue faith, pursue love children. Chase it, run it down. Pursue peace with those that call on the Lord out of a PURE heart.
Isn't that beautiful children? "...call on the Lord out of a pure heart."
He who hath ears let him hear.
Do you have a PURE heart children? Are you clean? Have you been washed in the blood?
Call on Him children. Do not be ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
He wants to save you. His hand is out stretched. Won't you grab it? Won't you let the Lord pull you out of that pit?
The doors of the church are now open. Won't you come on down to the alter. Let Him bless you. Let Him clean you up. Let Him make you a vessel of Honor. Turn your back on the devil children. Step out on faith. Trust Him with the rest of your life. You can't do it alone. You can't navigate this wicked world without the Lord on your side.
Thank you Lord! Thank you for these proselytes. Bless them Lord. Keep them up Lord. Help them to hold their heads up! Humble them Lord. Keep them on the straight and narrow. You said "Straight is the gate and narrow is the way." We know most will not heed your word. They can't trust. Forgive them Lord give them another chance. Tell them it is not over. It is never over. It is not over until they take their last breath. We pray for them Lord. We pray that you heal and clean them up before it is too late.
In Jesus' sweet blessed name we pray.
You are dismissed children. Go and pray, go and live right. Go and be a blessing. Old ones help the young ones. Young ones listen to His Holy Word. Study to show yourself approved. Flee youthful lusts. Hold on strong, hold on to God's unchanging hand.
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
(Somebody come heah and hep me up!)
Thank you Jesus!
*This sermon has been brought to you by the Holy Ghost because God knows how desperately we need him.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up as much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Warning! Warning! Some of us have lived with Satan incarnate too long. Paralyzed with fear we cower, lie and pretend. Quit trying to bend a lie into the Truth. Quit waiting on the Lord to rescue you. The Lord is waiting on you! Won't you hear him? Won't you heed His Word? Won't you trust Him?
Satan is alive and well, marching to and fro, seeking whom he can destroy. You can not placate the devil. He (she) is ravenous, blood thirsty, insatiable and hell bent on your destruction.
Get your head out of the clouds, Think! Look! and Listen!
I do believe there is a Word from the Lord today! He said that He is coming back to judge the quick and the dead. The quick to learn, the quick to heed, the dead in spirit, the dead in their own lies, the dead in their unrighteous deeds.
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! He said that you would have to moan sometime. He said you would have to go into your secret closet to pray. Will you moan with me church? Will you search your heart? Will you clean yourself up and come to Jesus? Will you fall prostrate in front of his throne and ask Him to forgive You? Will you ask him to clean up up, wash you white as snow?
I do believe in my sanctified mind that the Lord sent me here today to remind us, to urge us to read and study His Word because we are in trouble church, we are in danger
Of Hell fire. All of us, not some of us. My God is no respecter of man. God doesn't care what color you are! Stop that foolishness. God doesn't care how much money or education you have! God could care less if you tithe. It's your heart. It's your heart I tell you! Is your heart right church?
Please moan with me church! Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Consider your ways! Consider your days! Where ever you are drop down on your knees to praise Him! Now thank Him! Thank Him for His goodness! His mercy! It wasn't you! It was God working through you! Let Him work through you again. Reach out and touch the hem of His garment!
Yes Lord! Yes Lord I surrender! I surrender all pride! I surrender my ego! I'm taking the make-up off Lord. I'm throwing the mask away! Help me Lord!!!
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
I know it's too hard for us Lord. Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Man's little brain can't conceive of your Truth! I know that I know! Something got a hold of me this morning church and it just won't let me hold my peeeeeeeace!
Our text is 2 Timothy 3, you must read it church! You must study it! tattoo it on your heart!
Let's read it together saints! "This know also, that in the last days perilous times shall come. For men shall be lovers of their own selves,"... of their Own Selves! Covetous! Covetous! That means they suffer from jealous envy. They got it all but they can't get enough! They want all of theirs and all of yours! They want your talent. They want your Joy! I tell you they want your Joy children. They are boasters, proud, blasphemers, disobedient to parents, unthankful, unholy.
Help me Jesus! Help me Father! Strengthen me Lord! Lift me up, prop me up on every leaning side!
"Without natural natural affection!"...without natural affection! They can't even love their own children! Oh Lord! Oh Lord! help them to hear me Lord! they are trucebreakers...you know the kind..the police are always at their house, always arresting them! Help me Father! Help me to preach this thing!
They are false accusers! False accusers, they lie on every body, the living and the dead! They would rather lie on their dear saintly father before they will embrace your Truth! They are incontinent, they are fierce. I mean they are fierce children. They will cuss you out, they will lay you Low. They are dispisers of those that are good. No they can't stand to see good in anyone, not even in themselves. The Devil got'um. Got'um and been had'um. Hey forget grammar! This is not about grammar. It is about His Gospel, His Holy Word! OhhhhhhhhLord!
You know the devil got'um and you know the devil got you too.
"FROM SUCH STAY AWAY!" Now the Lord done told you! The Lord told you to stay away but you keep going back because you refuse to listen. You refuse to trust God.
Cast your cares upon the Lord children. Trust Him children. He promised to never leave you, he promised to never forsake you. Why don't you try Him? Try Him tonight!
For of this sort are which creep into houses, and lead captive silly women laden with sins, led away with divers lusts. Ever learning and never able to come to the knowledge of the TRUTH. But they shall PROCEED NO FURTHER! THEY SHALL PROCEED NO FURTHER. They will not go another futher!
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm! Oh Lord! Help me! Unstop their ears Lord! Open their blinded eyes. Come by here Lord! Somebody needs you Lord. Some of us got messed up. We messed up and only you, only You Lord can clean Us up!
You said in you word Lord that you made some vessels of gold and silver, but also wood and clay, some for honor and for DISHONOR. Therefore if anyone CLEANSES himself from the latter, he will be a vessel of HONOR!
Let me make sure you understand what that means church. That means some of you come into the world with evil stacked against you. Some of you were born hated before you got here. God knows that you have been mistreated children. God knows your story. He knows that you were born for dishonor! But your story is not over children, all is not lost. It is never over. He said to clean yourself up. He told you to flee youthful lusts. He told you to pursue righteousness, pursue faith, pursue love children. Chase it, run it down. Pursue peace with those that call on the Lord out of a PURE heart.
Isn't that beautiful children? "...call on the Lord out of a pure heart."
He who hath ears let him hear.
Do you have a PURE heart children? Are you clean? Have you been washed in the blood?
Call on Him children. Do not be ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
He wants to save you. His hand is out stretched. Won't you grab it? Won't you let the Lord pull you out of that pit?
The doors of the church are now open. Won't you come on down to the alter. Let Him bless you. Let Him clean you up. Let Him make you a vessel of Honor. Turn your back on the devil children. Step out on faith. Trust Him with the rest of your life. You can't do it alone. You can't navigate this wicked world without the Lord on your side.
Thank you Lord! Thank you for these proselytes. Bless them Lord. Keep them up Lord. Help them to hold their heads up! Humble them Lord. Keep them on the straight and narrow. You said "Straight is the gate and narrow is the way." We know most will not heed your word. They can't trust. Forgive them Lord give them another chance. Tell them it is not over. It is never over. It is not over until they take their last breath. We pray for them Lord. We pray that you heal and clean them up before it is too late.
In Jesus' sweet blessed name we pray.
You are dismissed children. Go and pray, go and live right. Go and be a blessing. Old ones help the young ones. Young ones listen to His Holy Word. Study to show yourself approved. Flee youthful lusts. Hold on strong, hold on to God's unchanging hand.
Hallelujah! Praise the Lord!
(Somebody come heah and hep me up!)
Thank you Jesus!
*This sermon has been brought to you by the Holy Ghost because God knows how desperately we need him.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up as much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
Monday, November 1, 2010
"I Will Not Die In Your Storm"
I limped into the Potter's House in Covington, Georgia, Sunday, October 31, 2010. The saints of that little Apostolic church could not know that my heart had stopped bleeding years ago and was now down to oozing puss. Hurt, layed low, pulverized I still managed a shrill scream; "You will not defeat me devil! SAVE ME JESUS!!!"
She took everything. My Jesus is the only thing that I have ever had that she didn't want. She!? My mother, Martha Jane Walters Hodges Doster Watson Lamoreaux. I must publish her whole name because the world deserves to know my story. Anonymity diminishes my story.
Oh yes, we all have a story, a unique story. Most stories are very ordinary and not worth repeating. Not my story, my life story is Biblical prophesy come to fruition. My testimony will save millions. It will heal, reconcile, it will correct.
My life is a praise song, it is a testament to the Goodness of Our Almighty God. It is a message to a dying world.
I do know that the Lord visited Rev. Sammy Williams' spirit and laid my burden on his heart. I am sure some may have questioned his "strange" sermon. "I Will Not Die In Your Storm". How could he know that was my issue? Hurt and laid low I have dragged myself from church to church. I have searched the scripture for years trying to understand "my life", my plight.
When Jonah's sin wrought a great tempest he admitted that it was his fault ;"And he said unto them, Take me up, and cast me forth into the sea; so shall the sea be calm unto you; for I know that for my sake this great tempest is upon you." (Jonah 1:12)
King David caused the death of Uriah and thousands upon thousands just to satisfy his lust. Jonah and David repented and God forgave them their sin. Why can't you do that Martha? You are exposed. Your stubborn incorrigible low character took you as far as it could. You are too old and infirm to tie people up and beat them. No one is going to get close enough to you to get shot or stabbed. And your "roots" are not working. Your Devil is failing you, he has forsaken you. There you stand all by yourself, guilty as sin. Doster your main perverted follower is long since dead. Your other fellow miscreants are either dead or crazy with Alzheimer's. What say you Martha? You're so smart. What is your answer?
Did you willfully and maliciously throw away a pair of beautiful second hand sandals that cousin *I*** gave me? Why did you do that Mathy? They were used. Was the opportunity to inflict pain upon that little dirty bastard too hard to pass up?
Did you and that thang you married use that little girl as a sex toy? Why did you do that Mathy Jane? Were you really that horny? Was total ruin and annihilation lurking in the back of your mind? Did that satisfy you?
Why were you always running to "root workers" all over North and South Carolina? You are a "root worker". Were you trying to double and triple your "power"?
Have you secretly hated your father, Jerome Walters, all these years?
Why do you hate him? Do you hate him for being right?
"Oh here we go! I know ; 'Mathy Jane apart from Christ you are nothing.' You don't know everything. What does a dumb ass black nigga farmer know?"
Jerome Walters told you that time changes all things. He didn't lie. Pick up His Book, every Word indicts you. You are indicted Mathy Jane. You are standing in the judgment stammering, trying to think of one of your best lies. You can't cuss out Jesus. Would you dare? Is the Lord lying? You can smear Gwen with your lies and the easily deceived will continue to believe you. Why, the foolish will follow you to the depths of a fiery hell and will never catch on. Billions followed Hitler and still love him to this day.
Don't you ever say that God never gave you a chance. Do not say that the good Lord did not give you a good father, good looks, great health, and a brilliant mind. God even gave you a long life.
Look at you still standing, still jabbering some nonsense trying to plead your pitiful lost case.
I will tell you Mathy what Jesus is going to tell you; "I never knew you!"
Pray for me children as I continue to heal. Do know that the Lord is sweeping up the pieces, he is knitting me back together and my tears of pain are slowly turning into tears of joy.
You don't have any homework today children. Just read this Poor Man's Prayer:
"Body bent, knee bowed, standing befo' you Lawd, as an empty pitcher before a full fountain, desiring to be filled wid' yo' goodness. You have been with me from the earliest rocking of my cradle up until this present moment. You know our hearts Our Father. And all de range of our deceitful minds and if you find anything like sin lurking in and around our hearts'. Ah ast you my Father, and my wonder workin' God to pluck it out. And cast it into de sea of forgetfulness, where it will never rise to harm us in dis world nor condemn us in de judgment. You heard me when Ah laid at hell's dark door with no weapon in my hand and no God in my heart. And cried for three long days and nights. You heard me Lawd, and stooped low and snatched me from the hell of eternal death and destruction. You established my feet on de rock of salvation. And yo' voice was heard in rumblin' judgment. I thank Thee that my last night's sleepin' couch was not my windin' sheet. Speak to de sinner man and bless'im. Touch all those who have been down to de doors of degradation. Ketch de man dat's layin' in danger of consumin' fire. And Lawd, when Ah kin pray no mo', When ah done drunk down de last cup of sorrow. Look on me, yo' weak servant who feels de least of all, Point my soul a restin' place where Ah kin set down and praise yo' name forever is my prayer for Jesus' sake.
Amen and thank God."
If there be any mercy Lord help me find a co-signer for my pain. Lift them up Lord. Strengthen the scoffer, the unbeliever. Help us Lord. Help those that have become accursed, those that forgot your promise, remind them Lord that your Way is the Only Way.
In Christ's Holy Name I pray.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up as much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
P.S.
"I Will Not Die In Your Storm"
She took everything. My Jesus is the only thing that I have ever had that she didn't want. She!? My mother, Martha Jane Walters Hodges Doster Watson Lamoreaux. I must publish her whole name because the world deserves to know my story. Anonymity diminishes my story.
Oh yes, we all have a story, a unique story. Most stories are very ordinary and not worth repeating. Not my story, my life story is Biblical prophesy come to fruition. My testimony will save millions. It will heal, reconcile, it will correct.
My life is a praise song, it is a testament to the Goodness of Our Almighty God. It is a message to a dying world.
I do know that the Lord visited Rev. Sammy Williams' spirit and laid my burden on his heart. I am sure some may have questioned his "strange" sermon. "I Will Not Die In Your Storm". How could he know that was my issue? Hurt and laid low I have dragged myself from church to church. I have searched the scripture for years trying to understand "my life", my plight.
When Jonah's sin wrought a great tempest he admitted that it was his fault ;"And he said unto them, Take me up, and cast me forth into the sea; so shall the sea be calm unto you; for I know that for my sake this great tempest is upon you." (Jonah 1:12)
King David caused the death of Uriah and thousands upon thousands just to satisfy his lust. Jonah and David repented and God forgave them their sin. Why can't you do that Martha? You are exposed. Your stubborn incorrigible low character took you as far as it could. You are too old and infirm to tie people up and beat them. No one is going to get close enough to you to get shot or stabbed. And your "roots" are not working. Your Devil is failing you, he has forsaken you. There you stand all by yourself, guilty as sin. Doster your main perverted follower is long since dead. Your other fellow miscreants are either dead or crazy with Alzheimer's. What say you Martha? You're so smart. What is your answer?
Did you willfully and maliciously throw away a pair of beautiful second hand sandals that cousin *I*** gave me? Why did you do that Mathy? They were used. Was the opportunity to inflict pain upon that little dirty bastard too hard to pass up?
Did you and that thang you married use that little girl as a sex toy? Why did you do that Mathy Jane? Were you really that horny? Was total ruin and annihilation lurking in the back of your mind? Did that satisfy you?
Why were you always running to "root workers" all over North and South Carolina? You are a "root worker". Were you trying to double and triple your "power"?
Have you secretly hated your father, Jerome Walters, all these years?
Why do you hate him? Do you hate him for being right?
"Oh here we go! I know ; 'Mathy Jane apart from Christ you are nothing.' You don't know everything. What does a dumb ass black nigga farmer know?"
Jerome Walters told you that time changes all things. He didn't lie. Pick up His Book, every Word indicts you. You are indicted Mathy Jane. You are standing in the judgment stammering, trying to think of one of your best lies. You can't cuss out Jesus. Would you dare? Is the Lord lying? You can smear Gwen with your lies and the easily deceived will continue to believe you. Why, the foolish will follow you to the depths of a fiery hell and will never catch on. Billions followed Hitler and still love him to this day.
Don't you ever say that God never gave you a chance. Do not say that the good Lord did not give you a good father, good looks, great health, and a brilliant mind. God even gave you a long life.
Look at you still standing, still jabbering some nonsense trying to plead your pitiful lost case.
I will tell you Mathy what Jesus is going to tell you; "I never knew you!"
Pray for me children as I continue to heal. Do know that the Lord is sweeping up the pieces, he is knitting me back together and my tears of pain are slowly turning into tears of joy.
You don't have any homework today children. Just read this Poor Man's Prayer:
"Body bent, knee bowed, standing befo' you Lawd, as an empty pitcher before a full fountain, desiring to be filled wid' yo' goodness. You have been with me from the earliest rocking of my cradle up until this present moment. You know our hearts Our Father. And all de range of our deceitful minds and if you find anything like sin lurking in and around our hearts'. Ah ast you my Father, and my wonder workin' God to pluck it out. And cast it into de sea of forgetfulness, where it will never rise to harm us in dis world nor condemn us in de judgment. You heard me when Ah laid at hell's dark door with no weapon in my hand and no God in my heart. And cried for three long days and nights. You heard me Lawd, and stooped low and snatched me from the hell of eternal death and destruction. You established my feet on de rock of salvation. And yo' voice was heard in rumblin' judgment. I thank Thee that my last night's sleepin' couch was not my windin' sheet. Speak to de sinner man and bless'im. Touch all those who have been down to de doors of degradation. Ketch de man dat's layin' in danger of consumin' fire. And Lawd, when Ah kin pray no mo', When ah done drunk down de last cup of sorrow. Look on me, yo' weak servant who feels de least of all, Point my soul a restin' place where Ah kin set down and praise yo' name forever is my prayer for Jesus' sake.
Amen and thank God."
If there be any mercy Lord help me find a co-signer for my pain. Lift them up Lord. Strengthen the scoffer, the unbeliever. Help us Lord. Help those that have become accursed, those that forgot your promise, remind them Lord that your Way is the Only Way.
In Christ's Holy Name I pray.
Be Blessed. "Keep yourself up as much as you can."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel
P.S.
"I Will Not Die In Your Storm"
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