"You gon' be shame one day." Yea, play the evil sadist bully while you can. Take unfair advantage of as many people as you can. Pretend to be insulted and chagrined when confronted.
What an awful plan. Was that the best you could do, really? Role playing, like you were on stage. How could one person be so jealous, envious and sadistic?
So, I'm supposed to let you off the hook, "put the past in the past", just because you suddenly got old and pitiful? Granddaddy was old and pitiful and you shot him through the heart. Would you like for one of us to shoot you through the heart and finally put you out of your misery?
When and how did you learn to love "secrecy" so? It is as if you think; "Nobody saw me ... so that means I didn't do it?" I do believe you committed every sin known to man, and never cared. You never got nervous, never missed a wink of sleep.
Martha, you don't have any morals. You don't know what a boundary is. There comes a time that you have to "settle up", give in account, "put up or shut up". What did you think was going to happen when you did all of those terrible things to us? Did you believe you could bully, curse and manipulate us forever?
You are not going to do it are you? You said that you would never repent, never say that you are sorry. Well Mathy, you are a very small person. You are a little girl that never grew up. Albeit, a very wicked, sick, sadist little girl. But, a little girl, just the same. You are the same little girl that smashed that puppy. The same little girl that was always sneaking around up to devilment.
May the Dear LORD have mercy on your miserable soul. You should ask GOD to forgive you of all the reprehensible things you did over 87 years. Stop lying! No, you never lived the abundant life GOD designed for you because you never put one iota of trust in GOD. You trusted in Mathy Jane. You trusted in those demonic spirits you conjured up from the grave.
I am sure no one believes me. I would not believe me either if I had not been there. GOD is still shaking His head, a "root worker", a conjurer, turned preacher. My sweet LORD! Save her Sweet JESUS!
It happened in my family. It could just as easily happen in yours. Who knows what goes on behind closed doors? It is rather ironic. It's your extreme cruelty that got you caught red handed up to your eyeballs in satanic sin.
"Get thee behind me satan!" You need to be ashamed of yourself but you don't have sense enough. That's what you always said about me. According to you I am the world's biggest fool. I know for a fact that you are a Sooth Sayer. Did your Lost Book of Moses tell you how to murder your own daddy and get away with it?
Did it give you instructions on how to destroy your own family, your children and grandchildren, squander your inheritance, defile the youth and mock GOD by climbing into a pulpit?
You are still not sorry? I'm still a liar!? I'm crazy! I have a demon!!!?
Martha the saddest fact of all is that you never grew. Yes, you did perfect your evil. I must say you are a gifted reprobate. But, if you look back over your life you see the same pattern repeating it self over and over. Your best friend Jean Johnson, you loved to the point of envy. You started calling yourself Martha Jean because her name was Jean. You loved her so much you hated her, grew jealous, betrayed her by seducing her man, said he wanted you instead of her. You were the prettiest, the smartest. You were more deserving, you were perfect, you had the right to do what ever you pleased. You decided to do things so foul that no one would ever believe you were the culprit. You became very adept at pinning your sins on your victims. Very clever trick straight from the brain of satan.
You repeated that same scenario over and over. When she discovered you had in fact betrayed her, you went ballistic! How could she think such a thing!? "I'm not that kinda person!"
Yes, Martha, you are that kind of person. Believe me I do weep for you. It breaks my heart to see you in such misery. I hurt for you because you knowingly chose satan over Our Almighty GOD. You demand that I play your simple fool down to the bitter end.
You hint that you don't want to be embarrassed. When have you ever cared what any one thought? You don't want to pay up. You don't want to settle your account. Remember when you used to scream and curse at us and demand that we come get our beating? "Bring yo' sorry black muthaf***** a** heah! I'm gonna beat the living wadder s*** outta you!" Remember that? What did granddaddy tell you?
Let me quote from the "Obsequiae Services" you wrote for granddaddy: "So live, that when thy summons comes to join the innumerable caravan, that moves to that mysterious realm, where each shall take his chamber in the silent halls of death, thou go not, like a quarry-salve at night, scourged in his dungeon, but sustained and soothed by an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave like one who wraps the drapery of his couch about him, and lies down to pleasant dreams." - William Cullen Bryant.
You had the unmitigated gall to sign it "Respectfully, The Family"
Mother, you are going out like a cowardly slave. I guess it is fitting because you sure lived like one for the past 88 years.
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)
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