his imps want your soul.
Silly women that falsely claim to believe they are a gift to this world will do anything to avoid discovery.
I am sure my mother was the greatest braggart that ever lived. No one was prettier or lighter. "I'm light bright and damn near white!" If Martha JANE WALTERS only said that once a day, you were lucky. She was like a broken record. Truly she was stuck on stupid.
I understand now, "color and hair" was all she had. Her reputation was shot to hell. I remember standing in Wesley Chapel AME Zion church in , Wade, NC. I remember being surrounded by adults that appeared to me to be giants. They surrounded my petite little body, pushed and shoved, totally disregarding me.
I felt very small, tiny, microscopic. I was around three or four years old. Why I was alone with these women, I don't know. I must have been invisible to them because all of them were talking about my mother. These fake Holy Ghost heifers were talking about my mother, like a dog. They were rolling their eyes and snarling; "common as bat shit!"
I was crushed these women were freely talking about my mother, in the church, in GOD's house, right in front of me. Yes, I was ashamed, a little embarrassed. I was a kid, what did I know?
Then it happened. One of those heifers eye balled me, stood right there and judged me! I was three years old! But this jet black , rusty, ashy , hock heeled , musky , mammy made dress wearing, country ass prognosticator , loudly predicted and declared; "SHE GON' BE FAST AND COMMON JEST LAK HER MAMA!"
I remember responding in my little old lady mind; " The hell you preach heifer!"
Dear LORD, thank you for bringing me through.
Remember; "Apart from CHRIST we are nothing."
[Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES December 21, 2014. All rights reserved.]
Sunday, December 21, 2014
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