"Lost in translation"

I love language, WORDS have always intrigued me. I could sit and listen to Grandaddy and aunt Beulah for hours.   My mother accused me of never doing anything but running my "f****** mouf'".  But she was wrong.  I was listening intently, deliberately memorizing, recording every word and deed on that magnetic tape running in my brain.

The language that fascinated me the most was the language of my grandfather, a self-educated North Carolina tobacco farmer. He was what some people called "country".  The word "country" denoted the fact they livid in very rural areas (many on their own land).  In the back country hidden behind miles and miles of trees, winding dirt roads.  A place where many people dipped snuff, "chawed 'bacca", bathed regularly every "Saddy night".  Made their own soap, butter, fishing poles, dressed their own hogs.

 "Seben" meant seven, "fidden tuh" meant "fixing to" which means preparing to do something.

The one Wade Station expression I loved the most was; "I Ain't Studdin' You!"  Those four little words meant that you can stop talking, stop wasting your breath.  "I am no longer listening to you. There is nothing you can say or do that would ever interest me!"

Once that pronouncement has been made against you; you should know to leave, to let it go.  I am sure we have all witnessed a relationship when we wondered aloud what the poor whipped victim saw in their cruel, selfish, immoral mate.  "Doesn't he know?"  "Can't he see?"

My mother taught me:"Sump'in unnatcul goin' on!  Yea chile when you see a couple been together a long time and all dey do is fight ...yea chile ... sump's unnatcul goin' on!"

True, my mother, Martha Jane Walters taught me a lot.  True, she taught me a lot of wrong but none of it was for naught.  I certainly know that unbridled insane jealousy will ruin you.  A rebellious, sneaky, deceitful nature combined with extreme ignorance will ruin you.

Never desire to rob someone of their gifts.  Never believe that you are smart enough to rob a good man of his good name.  Never ever believe that you have to compromise with satan over any issue.  "Fear no man!"

Dear LORD I pray for all the lost, all the blind, all of your children that refuse to embrace your truth.  Blind as a bat, can't see the truth staring them in the face.  Weak and frightened they hold on to satan's despicable lies.  Burdened down with their own sins that they refuse to take to your cross.  The poor fools truly believe they must continue to suffer because the one who enslaved them flattered them, buttered them up.  Told them;*"their lips were getting smaller, those liver lips were shrinking."

Make sure you know that satan has NO power.  Yes, he is loud and vulgar, a despicable reprobate, but he has no power.  Yes, a demon possessed mother can instill the most incredible fear.  But that is what it is, fear.  Confront that demon.  Watch her run!  When I confronted Martha about my rape when I was eight years old she cussed me out, reminded me that she was an ordained preacher and Fled!

Jesus told me the "Truth" would set me free.  Thank you Jesus!

Stay in His WORD children.  Study your Bible, pray, fast, meditate, cleanse, dream, name and claim.  Step out on GOD's promises today!  Repent of your sins Today!  Accept GOD as Your Redeemer Today!

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)

*reference to Martha's trademark scam of manufacturing  and selling "Lip Reducing Cream" when she was 16

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