The Sad Truth

The sad truth is most people fear the truth.  Many will crucify and ridicule you before they will accept the truth.  Look at history, Christopher Columbus said the world was round.  He was laughed at but he didn't let that stop him.  The Wright brothers said that man could fly.

Evil demonic forces exist on this earth.  Can that be denied?

I came to tell you that the woman that birthed me is an abomination to the LORD Jesus Christ!  Why am I labeled the revengeful, psychotic lying nut by my family?  Because they don't want to believe it!   It's too frightening, too strange.   It would prove that they are all  cowardly simpletons, easily duped and led astray.

Put the pieces of this puzzle together if you dare and see what you come up with.  My mother told me how her ignorant mother used to beat her for playing with her brothers "pp".  "I didn't touch duh n****'s pp.  Duh n**** was playing wid his own pp! .. she wud come out dah field and find *Jack's pp all red and wud accuse Me of touching duh luddle n****. "Gal you been playing wid dat boys pp again! I'm gon beat yo' ass!"

These little "confessions" would come out of nowhere.  My mother always shared her deep hatred for others with me.  According to her, her brother was ignorant and was always jealous of her.  She claimed that he tried to kill her for going to college.  Relatives told me how she entered Virginia Union but didn't remain long.  She duped her father out of tuition money for years I understand.

When I reflect back on all the stories from over the years I see a very troubled child. Martha is four years older than the brother she secretly hated, was jealous of and resented. "My mama used to kiss his yalla ass!   She wud hold his little yalla ass up in the air when he was a baby and kiss it.  Right in front of me...she never hugged or kissed me or told me that she loved me til I was a grown woman."

Did her mother inadvertently create serious sibling rivalry and jealousy?

 I am sure Uncle *Jack remained clueless.  He was always welcome in our home and my mother always made a fuss over him and his family declaring her tremendous  love.

I can clearly see the pattern now via 20/20 hindsight.  Martha is a scheming manipulative coward with some sick sexual hangups.  She is 87 years old and I have never seen her without a man.  She has never gone without some man's paycheck in her entire life.

Martha is a vile woman that prided herself for her good looks, brilliant ability to con and deceive.  Always very whorish, just common, would have sex with anyone, anywhere, anytime.  I know for a fact that she used to have sex with her first cousins and was always a closet prostitute.  Martha was known to turn a trick if enough money was involved.  I never held it against her.

Martha has always been very savage and violent.  That one fact has successfully kept us silent.  That and her "root working".  "Root working" something black people try to pretend doesn't exist, but all fear.

I am jubilant today.  I do thank GOD for His tremendous love.  I thank Him for keeping His promises.  I was four years old when He told me that my life would be rugged but He would never leave me and He never has.

I know that I always knew that my mother never wanted me.  I knew I was a burden, but I did believe she loved me in her own way.  Somehow I never knew of the deep hatred that she carried in her heart for all of us.  I think I knew that she was jealous of me, but this demonic hatred, I didn't see.  I should say that I couldn't see.

I always knew she was a loose cannon. Would beat you senseless, pull a pistol or knife on you at the drop of a hat.  I knew she would lie and steal but I bought her religious act.  I don't think I ever doubted her love for GOD.

So here I am 61 years old finally seeing this woman for what she truly is and has always been, a demonic monster.  I shiver when I recall all of her cruelty, all of the terrible things she did to us over 87 years.  I do pray that GOD will remove the handkerchiefs from my brother's eyes.  I pray that they will come to know the LORD.  I still pray for Martha.  I pray for the demonic child that grew into the most horrible creature the devil could create.

While praying for her release I thank GOD for delivering me. Praise the LORD! I thank GOD for placing Jerome Walters in my life.  He saved me, taught me to cook and clean.  He taught me to pray and to put all my trust in the LORD.  GOD gave me unspeakable joy in the form of my beautiful daughter.  GOD blesses me everyday and I thank Him.

May my family finally come to know GOD's undisputed Truth.

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)