her plan was perfect, well thought out, plotted meticulously. There was only one problem, her scheme wasn't from GOD, it was from the god she served. Her god was carnal, low and filthy. He would convince her to perform certain acts for pleasure or filthy lucre. Then that old serpent would turn around and make her ashamed. Martha never had the courage to bear her own shame so she plotted and designed schemes that actually worked, deceived many for an extraordinarly long period time. The hate and rebuke she deserved she cast on me.
Burdened with guilt and self-loathing, she could not bear it. She had to dump, blame her filth on someone else. Martha was horrified by herself! By her own image. How could she escape shame and continue to enjoy her filthy pleasures? Pin everything on that little black bastard tender hearted daughter. She's just another dummy. She will never catch on. Steal her anointing. Run and get a license to preach! Beat her to it and beat her down! Squash her! Grind her into dust. Now laugh! Run, hug and kiss her, pretend you care, now grin. (you and satan are so happy)
True, you might be smart, an intellectual giant. But, you can't beat GOD! How dare any one be stupid enough, arrogant enough, to try.
If you don't want to go, don't hinder me. Be hot or cold. Be righteous or unrighteous. But, don't be fool enough to challenge GOD and think for one millisecond you are going to win. You are going to reap exactly what you sowed, every tare. PTL!
[Excerpt from The JR WALTERS Chronicles Copyright June 17, 2014 All rights reserved]
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