What a Joy I have found!

I wish I could put it in a bottle and mail it to you.  There is no way for me to package it.  There are not enough words in the English language for me to describe it to you.

I know and I know that I know.  That's all I know.  Praise the LORD!

Born unwanted and pre-hated! Hated before I breathed a breath.  Abandoned and done wrong.  Tortured, taunted, sexually, physically, psychologically and emotionally abused for my entire life.

Praise the LORD! I'm still here.  Pretty much intact, a little raggedy around the edges.  But, I'm still here.  Still talking back.  Still fighting, still standing up for the right.

Make sure you know that I feel good down in my sanctified soul. I feel good!

I feel sorry for the selfish lowlife bottom feeders that just don't get it.  I feel sorry for anyone that can't hear the voice of the LORD, those that can't come to Christ.  I feel sorry for anyone still trying to hide behind the Bible.  Still trying to sound "religious", still trying to fool people when they know that they know they are low down and rotten.

I feel sorry for people that use the power and authority they were afforded to ruin people.  I feel sorry for people that have to grin in your face while they twist the knife in your back pretending they are just doing their job.

I feel sorry for any woman forced to be a "mother" because she couldn't afford and abortion.  A mad "mother" determined to make those children suffer.  So intent on her diabolical plan she has to pretend to love.  A woman too cowardly to admit that she can't love, has never loved.  A woman so foolish she thinks performing in a pulpit is "preaching".

I feel sorry for people whose feet are swift to run to mischief.  A woman who sees a hot stove or a boiling hot pot of coffee and an innocent toddler and must strike.  "There are no adults around, I can get away with this!"  I feel sorry for any woman that insists on inflicting the same kind of pain she inflicted on that little puppy years ago.  She smashed it with a brick, pulverized it.  Did it, enjoyed it, then straight away denied it.  Skipped right on her merry way.

That was her at eight and that's her at eighty-eight.  I may need love and I may need a mother.  But, not that bad.  "I would rather drink muddy water and sleep in a hollow log."  "If I never see her again in this life it will be too soon."

Can you imagine your own mother pretending to love you to your face and contacting the IRS, the police, your job, the college loan collectors, behind your back .  All the while "making out" like she loves you so much.  That's a sick woman, she is suffering, you better run!

I feel sorry for anyone that can't say no to the devil, must follow every evil impulse.  Jealousy will make you do some terrible things.  It will make you over kill and over hurt.

Why let her teach three more months?  That's too easy. Humiliate her!  Make her suffer!   You made sure you never gave her a decent computer, an LCD player or any other auxiliary she asked for .  You never made her students behave.  You ignored most of her behavioral referrals.

What did she do?  She tried to teach! She tried to make a difference in some poor child's life.  We can't have that.  Make sure these public school students march lock step into ignorance.  Make sure they never learn that they can make a difference.  That "they were born for Greatness!"

Didn't let her say goodbye to her students.  Surely some of them liked her, had become attached.  You didn't help her pack her things.  Told her to "sneak" quietly out the door.

I hope that made you feel good.  No matter how good it made you feel.  Nothing compares to the feeling of the true Holy Ghost. Nothing can compare to that fire shut up in my bones.

You'll never feel it Martha.  You decided long ago that you would rather feel lust and greed. The feeling you got from unnatural sex acts was preferable to you.

You can't take my Joy devil.  I don't care who you send or how you send them.

Don't let anyone take your Joy children.  When they call you names and line up and lie on you, pray for them.   GOD has your back.  He will fight your battle.

Praise the LORD! I got the Holy Ghost! Thank You LORD!