I Will Not Be Silenced!

"...Go ye, and tell that fox, behold, I cast out devils, and do cures today and tomorrow, and the third day I shall be perfected." Luke 13:32

Saturday, April 5, 2014

Follow the Trail of Tears

Can the devil make you ignorant?  Seriously, can satan turn you into one retarded fool that even you would refuse to associate with?  If you truly want to answer that question, follow the Trail of Tears.  Once a person surrenders to satan it is all over.  Once a mental midget proclaims that you can have too much Christ, that honesty is a sign of stupidity, you are going to suffer.

The never ending brutality sprinkled with a little kindness every now and then.  You will be watched like a hawk and stalked.  Satan can and will make an impish troll out of anyone.  Just go to him seeking one  favor.  Convince yourself that you have the right to ruin any and everybody that stands in your way, that can see through you, any and all fool enough to talk, to tell.

Be careful of what you believe children.  Please do not ever believe that our Almighty Magnificent GOD has any preference for skin color or texture of hair.  Sure, man does.  But, you don't have to agree or accept man's stupidity.

I was reminded recently of a brutal beating that I suffered at the hands of my mother.  I was a tiny 8 year old, very petite for my age.  My mother was 34 at the time, a big stout woman, and strong, as strong as any man, very broad shoulders and very big hands.  We used to watch her beat her husband on the regular and he was a soldier in Uncle Sam's Army.  Not only did  Martha beat him bloody with a pistol and a stiletto shoe, she would always finish him off by busting a glass bottle of isopropatol alcohol over his head and proclaiming; "I sterilized all den wounds in yo' head!", crack up laughing, then call the MPs (military police) on HIM, lie and get Him arrested!

So what did we learn? "Don't f*** wid Mathy Jane!"  Yes, I cussed and it is still a problem.  "Cussing" was my first language.  My mother let us cuss, encouraged us too.  ( I thought she was cool.)

Back to the awful beating I suffered.  Why didn't I die?  Why didn't I suffer a concussion?  Only GOD can answer that question.  Yes, some where deep in my heart I always knew that she was jealous of me and secretly hated me.  Part of me always knew that she was deliberately trying to destroy me.  Like every one else I lived for the good times.

Today I followed my tears back to 1979, the year she successfully murdered my grandfather, labeled it a suicide and got away with it!  Why?  What did I tell you?  What did we all know? "Don't f*** wid Mathy Jane!"

In the grave n*****!  You can't find the courage to tell on that imp, demon possessed, fake wanna-be preacher in the grave and she's DEAD!

GOD told me to tell you that you need to suffer!  I know she successfully snatched your gonads.  She had mine too for far too long.  Go get your Gonads!  GOD said that you can have them back!  She had no right to them!  They are yours, grab them out of her cold dead hands! Do it now!

Stay in His WORD children.  Build yourself up in the WORD!  Don't follow your family and friends down a rabbit hole and refuse to get out because you think your truth is too strange, too weird.  GOD brought you to this earth for such a time as this.  And if I were you I would get baptized.  I would go under the water.  I would give my life to Christ.  I assure you it is the best thing I ever did for myself.

Remember; "Apart from Christ we a nothing."

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

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