Don't you dare think ...

 you are immune or safe simply because you go to church every Sunday.  Don't you believe for one moment you are "in" with GOD and that you deserve and will receive preferential treatment.  "GOD is not a respecter of man."

You are going to get "Your just and honest due", period.  You are going to suffer.  Christ suffered trying to save you. "Jesus wept".  You are going to do some crying on your journey here.

If you are fortunate like me, you are going to have some exciting times, some very special Spiritual Awakenings .

Truthfully, my life has been grand despite my awful mother.  GOD blessed me with Jerome Walters!  A tall handsome, wise, GOD fearing, real Christian man.  A man that felt compelled to bless you with good advise, to point you in the right direction.  Most of all my grandfather exposed all of the lies this world will have you to believe.

Of all the things he taught and shared with me, he never said anything negative about my mother. As a matter of fact he always encouraged us to love her and to help her.  He did call her ignorant and he did tell her often that she was going to hell.

Not one word about her sadist nature.  It was a cousin that told me she smashed a puppy to death as a child.  She told me that she tried to kill her father when she was sixteen.  She bragged about the babies she aborted, the woman she stabbed.  We witnessed her extreme violence every day.

The fact is I knew the moment she called screaming in the phone; "Yo' daddy just blowed his heart out!!!!"  Before the tragedy sunk in my first thought was; "She did it."  Why did she instantly defend herself and set up an alibi?  "I was in the bathroom taking a bath!"

That was laughable.  I knew for a fact in the 27 years I had known her, that she never bathed on a Saturday morning.  Regular bathing was not part of her make up.  She didn't even bath to go to work.  She took a "birdie" every day and bathed once a week and always at night.  "Wash the necessary, give it a hit and a miss." she joked.  No she didn't smell.  Not when she went to work at least.

It is not that she was nasty or anything.  It was part of her country up bringing.  Country people traditionally bathed once a week and washed up during the week.  Bathing was such a chore. Pumping and hauling water, heating it up on a wood burning stove, then pouring the hot water in a tin tub.

"They gave me a parrifin test!" (A test used for gunshot residue)  Who asked you?  Why are you volunteering a defense? "The wicked fleeth when no one pursueth."

"***** come heah wid dat gun.  Daddy called him and told him to bring it ova here.  There had been som burglaries in the neighborhood and he wuz scared."

My granddaddy scared!? I think not.  I never witnessed my granddaddy scared of anything.  He could have been depressed.  All of us had grown up and left her hell hole except for the baby boy.  We always took care of granddaddy.  Bathed him, shaved him, cut his nails, etc.  I counted it a joy.

Her screams of ;"When you goooooneeee DIE!!!? old man!"  were still fresh in my memory from our last Thanksgiving together in 1978.

I was too cowardly to help him as I have admitted.  Perhaps I said don't talk to granddaddy like that.  Granddaddy was sad. I have photographic evidence of him sitting helpless in his wheelchair, his nub sticking out.

He was old and feeble.  He could not walk or take care of himself.   But he still had his "mouth".  "You gwane tuh hell dawthur!"

Could it be that she thought taking his life and instantly becoming an ordained minister would wash away her many sins?  I don't think she ever thought we were dumb enough to believe that our grandfather would commit suicide.   But she knew full well how terrified we all were of her.

It almost worked.  But, GOD kept speaking to me.  Kept telling me; "Fear no man!"  GOD kept telling me to tell her and anyone that would listen; "You will get you just and honest due on this planet earth."

Too bad I had to catch her red handed, up to her eyeballs in witch craft to finally say enough and go non contact.

Will she make it into the Kingdom?  I doubt it.  But, many will as a result of our story.  Stay away from witchcraft!  Don't even read  your horoscope!"

Don't envy.  Don't hate.  Don't lie.  Read and study your Bible.   Most of all open your ears and listen to GOD's WORD.

The anniversary of his birth is rapidly approaching, July 12, 1894.  I love you granddaddy and thank you for your prayers and sacrifices.   I thank you so much for being a real man.  Thank you for all the lessons you taught me by example.  You taught me to stand up for myself and to never take crap off of anyone.

If I have to stand alone to tell the world what a horrible monster Martha Jane Walters is, I will .  I refuse to be conned, intimidated or terrorized by that witch any longer.

She scared all of us, destroyed all of our dreams, then laughed.  That poor puppy couldn't help itself.  With the help of Almighty GOD I will stomp the devil under my feet. "No weapon formed against me will prosper!"  "No lie will live forever."

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)