Having my say ...

Sure, according to you I am old, fat and broken down.  I'm a dummy, always running my mouth.  Yea, I am all that.  But, rest assured, I am going to have my say!  If you wanted your name protected, your image to remain spotless, you should have apologized to me.  I am a fellow human being.  I have feelings.  I have a heart.  I still have dreams and aspirations.

No, I can not judge you.  I have no Heaven or hell to put you in.  How dare you continue that ignorance from beyond the grave.  While you roamed this earth, slimily slithering to and fro, you made my life, my grandfather's life a living hell!

True, you always demanded secrecy. Children of GOD do not have to lie, pretend, threaten , rebuke and revile.  FOUL! Some of my friends worry about me as they pray for me.  They have advised me to forget you.  Good advice, perhaps, but how do you do that?

How do you do that when Jesus told us that our enemies would be of our own household?    GOD can not lie.   I am here to testify of the goodness of GOD.  Jesus told us to fear no man.  As I reflect back on my long years of captivity, imprisonment, locked down, held down, held back, feed a diet of lies and grits and grease, by my own mother!

What righteous human being on this earth would torture her children?  Would humiliate and degrade them by forcing them to survive on a diet of grits and grease?  Martha was angry when she forced my brothers to retrieve the huge industrial sack of grits and a slab of fatback from the car.  ""I ain't feeding you BLAAAAAAACK  muthaf**** s***! I will let yo' muthaf****** ass holes close up!"  

[side note, she was a racist! We laughed when she purchased that record from the Klan,  Martin Luther Coon!}

Right there, right then, I should have called DFACS.  I was 14.  I never heard of DFACS and the absolute truth is I did not know this was a form of abuse.  I thought it was her right, her privilege as a parent to dictate what I should eat.  When the ____  came home and pulled a t-bone steak  bone out of her pocketbook and taunted me by waving it in my face and laughing hysterically; ""Look whut I had fuh lunch!" I should have known I was in deep trouble.

My LORD, my LORD! Do know I forgave her.  Do know that is all I ever did! My list of forgiveness for Martha's psychotic deranged evil cruelty is long.  Forget they say.  I did! I did until I discovered the horrible truth, until I discovered she was in fact a ravenous wolf in sheep's clothing.  GOD's Divine Order brought my long estranged brother (25 YEARS) back into my life.  Man did he return with some incredible secrets!
Children, that is GOD's Divine Order.  He told you that you would never get away with anything! What is done in the dark shall surely come to light!

I don't care if you accuse me of revealing family secrets out of an attempt to extract revenge.  Perhaps so.  Maybe I do have some lingering traits of "Mathy Jane" cruelty in me.  One thing for sure, there is not one lie in my blog or in my mouth.  I didn't just pick up the Bible one day and snatch some scripture out to throw at you.  You see while Martha was living her life of lying, fornicating, root working, murdering and maiming I was reading my Bible, studying GOD's WORD, thinking critically and putting all of the pieces of this mystifying enigma together.

No, this blog is for me.  I must purge this filth and madness out of me in order to heal.  I will not remain frightened, frozen in debilitating terror in order for the greatest demon that ever lived to slip away unnoticed.  A woman that never did anything but hate, lie, manipulate,  and play god by soothsaying.

GOD said No!  Now do know that she was fore warned and had many opportunities to repent of her sins. I can still hear her laughing; " I ain't repentin'fah s***!"  Mental illness is no joke.  Bi-polar, delusional, lost, confused, I don't know what to call it.  But I do know where it came from.  I do know the source of her mental illness if you want to label it that.

Rebellion, pride.  "Pride goeth before a fall."  If you want to love her, go ahead.  You can't make me tell the same lies you are telling.  You can't make me drink the devil's Cool Aide, no thanks.

I do and will always thank GOD for delivering me from the clutches of the whore of Babylon.  GOD told you to be hot or cold, righteous or unrighteous or you would get spewed!  He told you that you would reap what you sowed!  Don't you minions and simpletons spew your poisonous venom on me because your evil mother got spewed.

Contrary to your beliefs and deep brainwashing brother I am not a body without a head.  True, I may be your enemy.  I do find your willingness and readiness to hate me so passionately, offensive.  Yes, I love you, always have and always will.  Like me you had no control over the circumstances of your birth.

I am deeply hurt and injured by all of the hate I have received from my family for simply existing.  Martha hated me for being born, for being black, for being intelligent, for being pretty, for having long hair. (Yes she did shave my head 3 times as a small child.Rotting with self hatred I became her target because I was defenseless)

So, hate me on the strength of a lying reprobate.  You all may continue to pretend that it is the deep love you have for your mother that causes you to rage against me.  None of you can see or recognize how my testimony will save many.  Some fallen woman will NOT continue in her whoredom.  More will be inclined to read and study  their Bibles, over and over everyday.

Most importantly many will be able to recognize true evil when they feel it and experience it.  Evil anti-parents will be immediately exposed when they attempt to destroy their own children on the sly.  Stealth demons will be much more careful when they decide to target and abuse a true child of GOD.

[Excerpt from The JR WALTERS Chronicles  Copyright June 18, 2014  All rights reserved]