He will give you that "perfect peace" if you ask for it. My grandfather had it. He beamed with it. He literally glowed. I always admired that quality in him. No matter how upset I was about some "wrong" , some maltreatment by a jealous hater. My grandfather glowed, smiled at me and passed on some healing advice. He still does. He still speaks to my heart. He still calms me down, soothes me and gives me healing advice.
No one can take that from me. Her deep psychotic hatred and jealousy can not destroy me. The beautiful silver lining in this story is her diabolical plot backfired. Every thing she did to destroy me, made me strong, made me a much better person than I would have been otherwise. To GOD be the Glory!
I had to laugh out loud this morning. For some reason I still wanted to get mad and sad about her successfully manipulating and bullying me into wearing an ugly shapeless flower sack, a frumpy frock, to the prom. She demanded to pick out the cloth. She demanded to butcher the ugly fabric she picked out. She jacked up that dress. (Very much like Theo's shirt Vanessa made on the Cosby Show). She didn't stop there. She made me go to the prom with lame T**** B*** because he was the only boy in our high school that was proud to be a virgin.
She said she didn't have any money to get my hair fixed. I cleaned the whole house all that day but she made sure the living room was junky and messed up when T**** arrived. Did she take our picture? Hell no! She stood there phony and fawning. Telling me how beautiful I looked. Yea, she pumped me up, made me feel real good temporarily. The sad truth is, deep inside I knew better. Deep inside I knew she got me again. Something in my spirit told me what a sick perverted demon she was. It was a fact I had to live with.
Why would a mother want to ruin her daughter's special once in a life time night? She felt robbed. Did she go to the prom? She had a baby at sixteen. Was she blamed and ostracized? If so, why would she want to make me suffer? "Evil imaging". She is a reprobate. Jesus told me to shun her.
I can hear her now; "You duh dummy! fool!" Poor Mathy Jane the victim of her own pathological lies, a victim of her own "magic" and plots. Poor Mathy Jane and ignorant country bumpkin that never grew, never grew up, never came to the knowledge and understanding of the LORD.
A preacher, an ordained minister, totally void of any understanding of His Holiness. a sick little troll that "snuck" away and got baptized. Went under the water! Something she always preached against. "Dey ain't but one baptism. You been baptized! You been sprinkled! Dat's all you need." So tell me why did she slip up and tell , slipped up revealed that she did in fact experience a real baptism.
World it is obvious that I am damaged. I am scuffed up. But, GOD is healing me, putting all my "pieces" back together.
Attention all "Mathy Janes" all women that think their guile and charisma is enough. You better think again. GOD will reveal you! He will take the blinders off! You will be found out! You will be your enemy's footstool.
You can still say that you are sorry. GOD is still giving you time to repent.
GOD is moving by His goodness. May you be richly blessed for just taking your time to read this blog. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's abundant Grace, Mercy and Peace engulf you today and everyday. May you find "Perfect Peace",
Rachel
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
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She announced loudly and proudly how she was going to beat our a***. I got the Holy Ghost, shouted and praised the LORD. She laughed, got so tickled she couldn't raise the belt or the switch to beat me. He put on three pairs of pants. She beat him worse. :(
ReplyDeleteTeach your children that they are never too young to call on the name of the LORD!