Never give up on GOD!

Though He tarry,  He is coming.  He is coming in His own time, right on time.  I thank Him because He never left me.  I praise Him because He saved Me.  My Dear LORD lifted me up out of a miry pit.

I must share my story! I can't shut up! I am consumed, enthralled, fascinated by my own tortured life.  Children,you must know, you must accept the fact that evil wicked demons crawl this earth.   I am sure they out number GOD's elect 10 to 1.  Be not dismayed.  I am living proof of GOD's Divine Order, that every word in that Book is true.

Yes, I am still healing.  GOD is slowly and carefully knitting me back together.  It was GOD that restored my memory, enabled me to see an invisible demon that should have been crystal clear.  What kept us blind so long, I asked GOD.  It was fear, pure terror, and shame.

From my earliest memory my mother, Martha Jane Walters, was always described as; "Common as bat s***!"  That was in the church now!  Just a little kid walking around Wesley Chapel A.M.E.Zion church.   I cringed and was hurt when I heard all the women talking about my mother behind her back.

"Common as bat s***!" means that you are very low.  No one ever told me why.  I finally put it together.  Sometimes I laugh to keep from crying and refer to my mother as a pioneer freak.  And she was!  Certainly a nymphomaniac, a woman without discretion. A foul violent woman that refused to be corrected.  Refused to be wrong, but most of all, refused to be caught.

You see Martha discovered the magic formula  enabling her to live the low life she craved early in her extremely long life.  Blame it, pin all of your sins on some one else!  Cuss, holler, cut the pure fool when caught in wrong doing. Go to the extreme! Stab a woman in the back , leave her bleeding profusely on the street in Raleigh, then brag about it the rest of your life.

I am sitting her still shaking my head.  She hated me! The ***** hated me my entire life!  Kept me around for her sadistic pleasure and an allotment check.  Back in the 50's soldiers received an allotment for their dependents.  Ft. Bragg was Martha's paradise. She married four soldiers legally and shacked with countless others because; "I got to git dat money honey!"   All the pimps and whores on Person and Hay Streets knew that the dumb country soldiers would bring all of their money to town, bulging out of their pockets on payday. "Payday" was prime time to rob, sell some booty or both.

I am sure no one could figure out why Mathy Jane, a beautiful intelligent young lady from a prominent "colored"  family could turn out so low.  Sad to say, it was her choice.  Or should I say that an evil spirit engulfed her, blinded her, made her stupid, filled her with hate.  That evil spirit engulfed her when she started savaging graveyards collecting "dust" for power.

Be very careful children if you decide to be double minded like Martha. Martha and her husband molested and raped us while we were still small very obedient children.  "Don't you tell it! Dis our luddle secret"  Doing horrible things to us in between savagely beating and cursing us.  Hell No! we didn't dare tell.  We weren't stupid.

Now I know why she pistol whipped her husband in front of us.  Those bloody beatings weren't just for him.  I get it.  satan's plan was to instill terrifying fear from birth.  Terrifying shame! Ingrain it deep!  Then mock GOD by playing preacher.

No Children, GOD said No!  "The cat is out of the bag now"  One of my mother's favorite quotes.
We still have a choice.  You can continue to live in denial. Continue to wallow in self pity, tucked in a fetal position because a monster tried to salivate you.  Or you can get up!

Know your truth and get up!  You are not the first, nor will you be the last person birthed and utterly destroyed by your sick  sadistic whorish mother.  A dumb mother that thought she was brilliant enough to use GOD to get her way, to live the foulest, most demonic life known to mankind.

I must share this post I read on FB today; "Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it is faced." James Baldwin

Dear LORD thank you for the courage to finally face my mother!  For the courage to finally admit that she was nothing but a common woman bent on hating and destroying her entire family! A woman so lost, so confused and rebellious she truly believed that she could use GOD to defeat GOD.

Dear LORD I am praying for all of your lost and destroyed children.  Pick them up! Set their feet on "Higher Ground".  Let them know that you love them.  Tell them that any sins they committed as a result of satan's influence is forgiven.  Give them the courage to accept the fact that they never had a mother.  Tell them that they are better than what she said.  Snatch her robe off! Expose her, reveal her.  Reveal the ones that know but deliberately perpetuate the lie of a "saintly mother" for their convenience.

Tell them that a lie can't live for ever. And that it is very foolish to continue lying and living in denial for a dead demon.

[Excerpt from The JR WALTERS Chronicles   August 5, 2014  All rights reserved.]