"Be as wise as a serpent ...

and as gentle as a dove."  Have you ever wondered why Jesus told us to be as wise as a serpent? Like that old serpent in the Garden of Eden the serpent is brilliant, cunning, sharp.  You need brilliant intelligence, enough to keenly discern his plots in order to avoid his pits and snares.  Be sure you listen carefully.  Jesus did not tell you to be a serpent or to be serpent like.   Jesus was quick to add, "be as gentle as a dove."

Jesus is telling us to be like Him, to be Christ like.

Will GOD answer prayers? He sure will!  Will Jesus open doors that have been slammed shut in your face?  He sure will!  Will Jesus indwell in your heart, in your mind, will He walk with you every step of the way?  Yes sir, yes ma'am!

How do I know?  I know it for myself! While you are suffering the "slings and arrows" of evil people on this earth don't you ever feel defeated or lost.  GOD's got you!  He is holding you in the palm of His hand.

There are quite a few simple demons on this earth that truly believe that they are actually smarter than GOD!  There are people that volunteered to join up with satan because they are in love with mischief and inflicting excruciating pain.  Yes children, sadistic psychopaths and sociopaths are quite real, quite intimidating, brilliant and relentless.

And if you are fortunate or unfortunate enough to be born into the clutches of one, of one of satan's brightest, brilliant and beautiful you are going to suffer.  That's a fact.  Your cat like serpentine mother will play with you.  Pretend to love you while hating your very guts.  Smiling, grinning with nothing but your utter destruction on her reprobate mind.

Yes, you will be confused, lead astray, terrified of the truth.  Yes, you will suffer mightly while the world watches and judges.  For years and years you will not know the true source of your pain.  You will not know why everything you try fails.  That evil demonic heifer will stand there grinning, patting AND stabbing you in the back.  DON'T EVER TRUST HER!

Dear children, when you find a fallen woman low enough, dumb enough to think that she can collect dirt from a murdered man's grave to cast spells, to rob her children, to make her invisible to the naked eye, children, you have an Abomination on your hands!

When you find out for sure, when that imp leaves no doubt, don't run from GOD, run to GOD.  Thank GOD she didn't do worse.  Thank GOD for saving your life.  Thank GOD for finally taking her off this earth!  Thank Him profusely, thank Him without ceasing for delivering you from the most despicable, the most common, the cruelest most sadistic woman that ever lived!

I must say that my great tormentor did study her Bible.  She read it every day!  Told us that we were too dumb to read and understand it.  Told us to to never read the book of Revelation!

The nerve of satan!  The very idea that he could keep me dumb, keep me terrorized, frozen in fear and never  recognize  that two legged serpent that he planted, that Jezebel that he installed in The African Methodist Episcopal Zion Church, in Simone Temple AMEZ Church and never be discovered is an outrage!

Keep loving GOD children.  Keep trusting!  Never doubt Him.  Do know that GOD is moving quietly in your life.  Healing you, anointing you, implanting His WORD and his courage. Praise GOD! Praise  GOD! Praise GOD!

I do not hate Martha.  No, I will not lie and say I have one ounce of love for her.  She is a stranger to me.  The woman never had any natural affection for anyone.  She was extremely selfish and never trusted GOD.  She did believe that He was an excellent tool, a great ploy.  satan taught  her how to use His words, His Bible to enslave others.  I must say she was extremely successful in her wickedness most of the time.

My whole life I felt "something".  I had no name for it.  I knew that I could never trust her.  Did I know she truly hated the very air I breathed?   No, all I can say is that she always made me feel uneasy.  Was I frightened ? TERRIFIED! The same as a dutiful docile slave on a southern plantation.  Did I deliberately coon for her?  Of course I did.

Praise GOD! Praise GOD! I was fourteen, the year was 1965. That woman did so much harm to me in my 14th year I will have to write a book devoted to her schemes of 1965 alone.  Well, we were in the "living room" of our pig nasty house and my mother slithered over to me and quietly and cautiously shared a concern.  "Gwen, if you ever want any birth control, rubbers or Emco (a spermicide) jest let me know….I know you have urges!"

I remember looking at her strangely.  "Urges".  I politely told her ; "No….I'm good, I don't need that." Actually I was both embarrassed and horrified.  As lame as I was, as lame as she declared I was, as pious and as straight laced as she claimed I was…I smelled a rat.  (This heifer is trying to ruin me!  This 'ho is trying to set me up!  My mother is deliberately trying to ruin my life!  She had a baby at 16 and desperately wanted me ruined by 14 just so she could be better than me.  Just so she could have something to compare her sorry life to and feel superior.)

Well, it didn't work!  GOD pulled my coat!  Praise the LORD! Praise the LORD!

Children, satan may have you in a strangle hold right now.  GOD's WORD will set you free.  Read your Bible everyday!  Pray everyday!  Trust in the LORD Jesus Christ with all you heart.  Develop very thick skin!  This world, satan's horde of demons WILL turn you every way but loose!

But hold on!  Hold on to GOD's unchanging hand.  Be healed today!  Be healed of all the ignorance you have been taught.  Most importantly trust and know that Almighty GOD has your back.  He will not let you stumble or fall.  He will not permit satan to touch a single hair on your head.  And He will spew any closet "root working" preacher out of His mouth.

PRAISE THE LIVING LORD!
[Excerpt from The JR WALTERS Chronicles   July 8, 2014  All rights reserved.]

Here I am sitting on the stoop of the house I won, the one GOD gave me, 969 Gaston Street, SW, Atlanta, Ga.  The house I told every one  GOD told me that He was going to give me!  That low serpent got busy then! That evil that befell me at my own mother's hands will blow your mind.

This is the beautiful, brilliant baby I had that, that I caught that closet imp trying to deafen when she was less than a week old.  I caught her red handed exploding a brow paper sack in her little ear.  "MOTHER!" I cried; "What are you doing?"  Quick as a whip, not one pause, "Oh I'm just trying to check her hearing!" I will never forget my shock.  Her eyes were as red as coals.  I just shook my head accepting the same old story that my grandfather taught me from birth; "Don't pay no 'tention tuh yo'mama…she ignut."  No, granddaddy.  You were wrong on that one.  She was much more than ignorant.  Martha Jane Walters was DEMONIC!

Here I am holding my baby brother.  The one she tried to pretend that I had.  Why? I scratched my head.  Why did my mother want people to think I had her baby?  I thought she was embarrassed because she was 42 and her young fine husband abandoned her for her gross whoredom.