"LORD have mercy!"

Am I the seventh child of a seventh child?  (to be continued)

The best way I can explain this "feeling" I have is "spiritual".  GOD lead, GOD inspired.  No, it is not luck or some form of paranoia.  It is the Holy Ghost.  If you want the Holy Ghost, pray for it.  No, I can't guarantee that you are going to get it because it is by GOD's Grace that we are saved.

I can testify, I am a witness, Jerome Walters had it.  He was filled with the Holy Ghost.  He had that Perfect Peace.  That demon came at him over and over to slay him, to break his heart.   She was vulgar and foul mouthed.  Obviously a dominatrix , so overbearing we did what we had to in order to survive her.

I will admit I let her punish me, torture me and humiliate me under the guise of being my "mother" .  But, one day I finally caught on.  I finally got wise.  That is when I unknowingly entered STAGE ONE: REMEMBERING.  No, I always KNEW.  I just didn't know what I knew.  Sure, she made sure that I knew that I was ruined.  Fit only to be a "book worm", something semi-anti-social.  It was only my "attractiveness" that saved me.  I did have a beautiful shape, long luscious hair and a gift of gab.  The "gab" was only a put on, a facade.  I could talk, some times even flirt.  But, that was it.  I wasn't going to go much further.

It didn't matter.  When I managed to have a boyfriend she always took him away.  I was lucky with boyfriends.  The finest most popular guys in high school always wanted to go with me.  My good fortune with tall handsome charismatic athletes just so happened to coincide with her "pig-nasty-filth-monger-dirty-swine" period.

She should be arrested today for being so damn nasty.  I could not keep up.  The funk hit your nose the moment you opened the door.  Nasty toilets smelling like a bus station.  Dirty dishes, putrid and rotting in swill.

To this day I hate fish.  She loves fish.  We had salt fish for breakfast, fish for lunch and dinner, fish, fish, fish.    Too cheap to pay to have the fish cleaned at the market, she demanded to clean her own.  Fish scales ended up on the walls, the floor, everywhere.  The fish guts would sit rotting in the trash for days.

Yea, Mathy, I finally caught on.  You are a closet sadist.  You stole everything from me (so you thought).
For eighty-six years you have never been anything but a closet sadist.  You may have them fooled.  You may even keep them fooled to your dying day.

GOD woke me up and I thank Him.   Yes,you are despicable.  Any one that knows you, any one that has spent any amount of time around you know that you suffer with insane jealousy.  Your pulpit associates know.  Arguing with your associate pastors about who he chose to preach, read the scripture is childish and stupid.  Just who are you preaching for?  Are you trying to uplift GOD's Kingdom or yourself?

I want you to know that I can't stand to watch your videos.  You are obviously phony.  Anyone can tell that you are not paying attention.  Shame on you.  You got exactly what you deserve.

I am going to tell you what my grandfather always told me; "Keep yourself up much as you can dawthur.  Do the best you can."

You always declared that you did the best you could.  Well your "best" is an abomination unto GOD.  You are a sick woman that should have sought help for your affliction.

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

May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth, engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)