"Unreachable and Unteachable"

Woman! learn to listen to the voice of reason. The voice of truth, the voice of GOD. Don't continue to shut out the wisdom of GOD. Before you ever did anything wrong you always knew better. You are a person that would rather do wrong and pretend to do right. You feign "holiness and sanctification" while relishing evil and debauchery. "Be ye Hot or Cold!" You know that you are a low vile creature crawling on your belly. Sadly, you are convinced that this is the life you want, that this is the best that you can do. Who wants to do things so sickening and repulsive that they can't own them?

Recognize how you got here. Be honest with yourself for once in your life. The fact is that you are unreachable and unteachable. You know right from wrong but you prefer wrong. Own that! Acknowledge that! Your habitual lying and proclivity for perversion have kept you in bondage for over eighty-five long painful years.

You're right, it can't happen, it is too late for you. But, it is not too late for some poor misguided young person. "Ladies" your vagina is not an ATM machine. Every woman has what you have. You may be sitting on a gold mine, but so is every woman! I don't know how that concept has escaped your understanding all of these years. You can't "sex" someone into doing your bidding. While you are scheming on some man's check you could be living your dream.

There is something you neglect to tell your granddaughters when you brag about your conquests. "I ain't nevah had no man dat didn't give me no money! Any man that ain't got sense enough to pay my bills I don't want him!"

That's cool if that is the best you can do. But if GOD gave you half a brain you can earn your own living. Rid yourself of that parasitic nature. Do for self. Pay your own bills. True, you can use your beauty or booty, your feminine wiles to lure and exploit a man. But what do you have in the end?

You said that you married *Carson because of us, your little black bastard "young'uns". You married a man that you didn't want. A man you felt better than. A man that you claimed you hated because he was short and jet black.

Well you could have been independent. You could have finished college. You could have listened to your father.

Well, you ran out and did every thing that you were big enough to do. You selfishly brought shame on your family name and you didn't care. Your parents loved you anyway, welcomed baby after baby after baby.

My grandfather feed and took care of your bastard babies. He never said a mumbling word.

You didn't have to hate us. Hating us is your deliberate ignorant reprobate choice. Don't be angry with me because I finally found the courage to speak the truth.

Check it out, suppressing the truth by "any means necessary" has always been your method. It never changed the truth. I am a witness! You are despicable and you are going to rot in hell! Hate me all you want! Hate GOD! You are still you, unfit at all ages, all stages of your life.

I am bowled over, astonished, stung! You, a beautiful talented woman spent your entire life chasing down the dreams and whims of others. Any hint of enlightenment and ultimate escape by anyone you knew fired you up. Envy and jealousy have always motivated you to act, to shoot daggers from your eyes, to snatch, to steal to sabotage. Ruin and destroy is your first nature, not your second.

What about you? What about your dreams? Didn't you ever want to do anything? How did you let your secret hate over rule your desire to be successful in something? There are no short cuts to "success". Yes, you can cheat your way or buy a degree. People can call you "doctor" but you don't have the knowledge.

The fact that you murdered your own father is as plain as the nose on your face. I am so glad my blind cousin called you out.

You are sick, I am sorry that I can't help you. You poor woman caught in a cycle of sick savage sabotage, lying, scheming and denying.

I thank GOD every day for His revelation. I thank Him for blessing me. Praise the Living LORD!!! I would not be you for Oprah's money.

Again I thank you for Jerome Walters. I thank you for making me go to church. I thank you for the scars. I thank you for the purging.

Stay in His WORD children. Remember, "Apart from Christ you are nothing."

Much Love, Peace and Happiness,
Rachel