"The best laid plans of mice and men ...

often go astray."  Not often , John Steinbeck, every time.  No matter how brilliant the schemer, no matter how long she has enjoyed brilliant success,  a liar's lies can not live forever.  GOD will strip you.  He will take the blinders off.

Never in a million years would I have ever dreamed that the woman I looked up to and called "mother" was my greatest enemy.  While enduring daily pain and mystifying misery, I help on to hope. Clung to every lying word that proceeded out of that great prevaricator's mouth.

It was racism!  According to my mother it was evil racists that destroyed and robbed me daily.  She loved me.  I should know because she told me everyday, declared it with a passion, in between name calling, plotting, "rooting",  and on the phone smearing my name, our names.

"You black as a crow! You black as a crow! Youblackasacrow!youblackasacrowyoublackasacrowyoublackasacrowyoublackasacrowyoublackasacrowyoublackasacrowyoublackasacrowyoublackasacrowyoublackasacrowyoublackasacrow!"

Dear LORD, why would any mother beat her child up, slap her senseless, throw her to ravenous wolves to be raped, fractured, ground into dust?

"Unbelief child! Pride! Rebellion! Falsely believing  in idols, in cunning and manipulation!  An abomination!  Following lies and old wives' tales.  A faithless child determined to save her own life with no regard for anyone else."

"I love you daughter, always did, always will.  I loved you before I planted you in your mother's corrupt womb.  No, she would not hear me.  She deliberated refused.  Yes, she knew better.  Relied totally on her brilliant ability to deceive.  Martha was much too in love with herself.  Falsely believed she was so good looking that all men (and women) should fall at her feet, prostrate themselves, become her footstools, dirty dish rags and NEVER SO MUCH AS COMPLAIN!  No, daughter, I said NO!!!"

"Continue to tell your story daughter!  Don't you ever give up and don't you ever fret.  satan holds them in the bondage of unbelief, weak faith and ignorance,  still….Don't worry, I'm dealing with them in my own way.  My children with ears will hear me.  They will give up lying and cloaking. I will give them the courage to know their truth."

"Press on dear one! Press on!  It is all in my Divine Order!"

[Excerpt from The JR WALTERS Chronicles  July 2, 2014  All rights reserved.]