I tell you what ...

Butt Smut!; I look forward to communicating with you every morning. You can never imagine the joy and relief I feel having finally learned the cause of my constant pain; You!.  What the f*** is your problem?  How did you manage to become the sneakiest, vilest creature that ever lived?  I know, I know; messing with them "damn roots", calling yourself some kind of homemade "root doctor".

While it does give me great pleasure to "out" you, to spill the beans on you, to read you; the most important aspect of my blogging is to Warn!   Be double minded and double dealing if you want to, you will end up like Mathy; something too ashamed to repent.

You think it was a lack of strength, a lack of self discipline.  It was none of that.  It was purely your choice.  It was your lack of faith.  You did in fact prefer hating to loving, terrorizing just for the fun of it.  Martha you were just another spoiled little "rich" girl.  You were rich by colored standards.  Your daddy was the wealthiest black man in the community.  You were somebody but you had no class, no morals, you were despicable!

You don't have to be despicable children.  You don't have to hate yourself or continue to live in denial. Today is a very good time to pray, to ask The LORD Jesus to come into your heart to stay.  "Dear LORD create in me a clean heart, renew in me a right mind." Praise the LORD!  This was my grandfather's constant prayer.  I am sure I heard him pray this prayer aloud many, many times.

So, Martha, while you thought you were winning.  When you delighted your sick, selfish self in all manner of unrighteousness and hated against your father, hated GOD and all manner of His goodness, you were not getting away.  Your not so secret torture was preparing me, building me, fortifying me.  Praise the LORD!

I know one thing if I don't know anything else; any body that would honor you is blind, cripple, crazy and not worthy of The Kingdom.  How can you get on your knees and ask GOD to bless you, to make a way for you when you know for a fact, that fallen, nasty, reprobate, malignant narcissistic woman MURDERED your saintly grandfather!?

How do you sleep at night? How did she sleep at night? I know she slept very well, snored like a freight train.

I can't do it! It is not in my nature.  I will not give up the right for the wrong.  I will not cloak for a dead demon!  I will face my truth head on!  I will continue to love the LORD with all my heart.  Not because He brought me through. But, because it is natural!  I have natural affection and I truly thank GOD because evidently it is a rare trait.  Praise the LORD!

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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