Dis Holy Ghost ...

ain't fuh eva'body…only dem dats chozen shall see GAWD.  If you can't feel Him… you can't feel Him.  But, if I wuz you, I wud pray tuh feel Him cause I came tuh tell you dat it won't be long ...you gon' need Him... lak you nevah needed Him befo'.

satan dun messed 'round and gon' too far!  Almighty GAWD is tied! satan and hiz imps dun wo' GAWD out!

Y'all won't listen! On dis earf par-ti-in' , co-habitatin' and habing a good time.  So,  you thank.  You thank you havin' a good time, satan and GAWD both know you wasting' yo' time.

Humble yo'sef churnin!  Bring yo'sef down a peg or two.  You ain't all dat.  Dis wurl don't care nuttin' bout you!  Die today…won't hardly nobody know who you wuz in a week!

I wish you cud see yo' funeral.  Don't die at the end of the mont…ain't nobody coming,  that jest don't haft to.  And most of dem comin' to scavage through yo' stuff.

Live like a no count savage if you want to.  That's hi you gon' die.  Some ugh duh no sense-ED will speak ova' you, lying dey ass off.  The ones dat' 'tend yo' funeral aint got enuf courage to finally tell on yo' sick demonic ass.  You safe wid dem.  Naw, you ain't safe wid GAWD.

But, you don't care no'how, nevah did and ni you nevah will.

"You done runt out dawthur."  I wuz two, but I remember it lak  it wuz yesterday.  Instead of you heeding yo' daddy, behaving yo'sef, you cut duh fool…duh pure demonic fool.

Ni… you mad' cause I told on you.  I PRAISE GAWD FOR TELLIN' ON YOU!  My only regret is that I didn't do it when I was 2, and 3, and 4 and 5, and 8, and 14, 17, 33.

I got you ni,  heifer!  You can't lie ni! You can't scream in my face and call me a bunch of vile vulgar names now.  You can't pull you guns and knives ni!  You can't shake yo' "goofer dust"ni!

Who gon' save yo' reputation ni?  I see ain't NOBODY from yo' church spoke up fuh yo'. See whut you git fuh dumbing all yo' churin' down.  You left yo' puppets heah, but dey ain't got nobody to thank fuh'um, tuh tell them whut to do and whut to thank.

You wuz satan's imp all the time!   MY LAWD! MY LAWD! rat up under our nose! Jest confusing us.  Hugging on us, loving on us, then backstabbin' us.  You ought to be shame.  I know you  nevah wuz.  Had the damn nerve to be proud of your stank, of your menacing mess.

Proud tuh git in duh LAWD's way.  Bragging' bout it behind yo' victims back.  GAWD SEE-ED YOU! He wuz lookin'  rat at you  dummy!  Jest cause you didn't know He wuz working, don't mean He won't.  You wuz good Mathy Jane, near 'bout perfect.

Dey is a few thangs you did that got you caught.  Furst, you menaced yo' daddy to deaf (death) , tormented him sumpin awful 'til you finally MURDERED him fuh' good.  "Rooting" cousin Rachel in front of me, admitting, laughing and caring on like a wild hyena ova' yo' victory, then totally blaming that mess on me.

Mathy, you got so good at plaguing me you cuddin' hardly stop.  Finally, I obey Jesus and looked at yo'fruit.  LAWD hab mercy…you knew bedder…you knew bedder all duh time… You didn't 'spect dat boy you ruined to eva' come back home did you?  Cuddin' apologize cud you?  Cuddin' bend you stiff neck.  I know satan had you in hiz pocket!

Go on! Git way from heah!  Don't you nevah come back heah you heathen you!

Put yo' armor on churin'... dis satan, dis-un heah ain't playing.  He snatching babies out duh womb…chillun aint nevah gon' hab no chance at duh Kingdom, at duh LAWD.  Dat's whut you thank satan!  GOD got news fuh you!  BOW DOWN sATAN! BOW YO' STANKIN' ASS DOWN! DON'T YOU GIT UP NEITHER!

LET ME SEE YOU AGAIN! I'LL KICK YO' ASS MY'SEF"

{Excerpt from THE JR WALTERS CHRONICLES  January 21, 2015  All rights reserved.}

*P.S. somebody told me that perhaps I post too much.  Perhaps I do.  But I do not post for this corrupt world.  I post what GOD tells me to, when He tells me too.  My life is like unto and Hourglass turned upside down.  Tomorrow is not promised to any of us.  My sand has picked up speed, it is flowing rapidly through that little narrow space, spilling as fast as it can  to the bottom half.

GOD told me to live every day just like it was my last. PTL!
Sincerely, Rachel G.Doster
 I am so glad to have the opportunity to share my creative gifts with the world.  If you don't understand, cool.  It took me 20 years to read The Bluest Eye.  That is not a criticism of Toni Morrison.  I just wasn't there yet.

Catch up with me as fast as you can.  I'm pressing on the upward way.  Be abundantly blessed.  Anything you want, ask for it in Jesus' name.  Don't let satan trick you out of your blessing.  Telling you that GOD is hogwash for the weak and simple minded.

If the real truth be known, satan is for the weak and simple minded.  It takes some strength to serve and love the LORD in this corrupt, demon controlled world.