Take Me To The King Lyrics

I discovered this song yesterday while traveling back to Atlanta from Fayetteville, North Carolina.  It struck me, made me cry because it summarizes my life.  We often fail to realize how much pain we share as a people.  We are broken people.  "We are a heartbreak people...we crush each other into fine little pieces ...until there is nothing left but dust." That is the first line of a poem I wrote in 1977.  My mother pretended to love it, pretended to be proud.

I was clueless.  I had no idea that the woman I loved and shared all of my dreams with was merely an aberration.  My advise to you, just keep living, keep praying and trusting the LORD.

I heard this song at precisely the right time. I finally found the courage to visit my grandfather's grave.  He is buried in a "colored cemetery" called the Cow Field.  It sits on a bluff over looking the Cape Fear river, nestled in the deep Carolina woods.

I searched for over two hours, but I could not find it.  The truth is I couldn't reach it.  Every little winding dirt road I drove down ended the same, blocked by thick woods and over growth.

I will not give up.  I will find it and I will mark Jerome Walters' final resting place with a monument.

I am ashamed.  I am ashamed of my cowardliness.  I am ashamed of the fact that I let my mother's terror tactics keep me from his grave for over thirty years.  I am also ashamed of "my people".  All of my relatives and kin folk are buried back there.  My grandmother, great grandmother and father, my uncle.  All the Walters, McPhails, Wrights, Jacobs, everybody that was anybody in Wade, Eastover, Godwin, Dunn and nearby communities.

What happened to us?  These were all great GOD fearing people.  They built and served the great churches that feed the WORD.  Snowhill, Mt.Olive FWB and Wesley A.M.E. Zion were all built by strong proud black people, descendants of slaves.  People that pulled themselves up by their bootstraps.  Prosperous land owners that left an inheritance for their children.  What happened?  All that land appears to be in the hands of "whites" now.  What happened? Is it possible that GOD's Prophetic WORD is true.  Will GOD take from the wicked and give to the righteous?

What happened to us?  Sure we migrated away.  Some went north , some south to Atlanta.  We migrated all over the world.  But, how could we forget? How could we ever forget our ancestors, the brave courageous men and women that paved the way for us?

I drove all over Wade, North Carolina.  I recognized the little red brick post office  I walked to often with my grandfather.  I remember my tiny little baby feet moving as fast as they could to keep up with granddaddy's six foot gait.  The journey from his house to the post office had to be at least six miles one way.  I laughed to myself; "Damn! granddaddy, today you would be accused of child abuse."

Granddaddy had a car.  But he drove it into a ditch when I was three and vowed to never drive again.  He had a mule and wagon.  But that was reserved for long trips to the tobacco or cucumber market.

This lack of caring and disrespect can not be blamed on racism, on "the man".  This is clearly a case of selfishness gone awry.  People chasing pleasure and the all mighty dollar.  People suffering with a bad case of selective amnesia.

Dear LORD forgive us.  We are human, we don't know any better.  Restore us LORD.  Led us back to the "old landmark".  Led us back to loving and caring for each other.  Give us courage.  Dear LORD don't let a monstrous troll that we choose not to recognise keep us from our blessing.

GOD did not call us to live in bondage, to live a lie, to live in fear. GOD did not call us to be blind, cripple and crazy because we are saddled with an evil ignorant mother.  GOD did not command us to keep her secrets.  She did!

I will not because I can't.  The Holy Ghost compels me to tell the truth.  GOD did not tell us to put His WORDS in our mouth pretending we love Him and know Him while bowing at the feet of satan.

I will NOT do it! The LORD told me that I would have to walk alone but he would be with me.  He told me that I would be misunderstood and scorned.  So what? You never liked or loved me anyway.  He told me that I would be dismissed and classified as slow and dimwitted, a fool wasting her time.

It is all good.  I would rather be alone if I have to be with selfish know-it-all people that know nothing.

The word for today is;Remember.  Remember the ones who brought you over, loved, nourished and nurtured you.

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

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