Every where we go "Caution" signs are flashing, blinking. Street crossing lights give us a count down…7- 6-5-4- Run!
I sat in church for 20, 30, 40 years, never hearing about "sick evil", true demon possession. Yes, I knew my mother was "common", suffered from "urges", but I didn't know the bitch had eyed me for her destruction.
The way I see it, for what ever reason, Mathy was made to feel superior in her " fresh out of slavery" community of Wade Station, North Carolina , for having white skin and "good hair". She was raped, savagely , according to her. Became a notorious common whore, which I am sure she conveniently blamed on her being raped as a child.
What Mathy was, was a SADIST! She was a freak! She got off on inflicting pain, then pretending to nurse you back to health. She was a disease, an abomination!
While I do enjoy talking about her like a dog, my purpose of "telling" is to WARN! Every one needs to know. These Jezebel spirited whores are in our churches! Cloistered up! Hanging tough! Destroying, eviscerating, maiming, deliberately leading into captivity, working witchcraft, mocking GOD, laughing while we stand in stunned fear, terrorized, frozen!
I told you "Denial" is a wasteland. I won't live there anymore. I am going to tell everyone I see. I am going to make flyer's, put her name and picture on them! Mathy deliberately took advantage of the ignorance that abounds in the church. Manipulated our sincere desire for her love and wrecked havoc.
I will never believe she was ready to die. The dummy was still trying to escape retribution. One thing I know, Mathy was DE MON POSSESSED! (How could she help it, how could she escape it? She was the fool kneeling down on graves during a full moon at midnight. ) I certainly can understand why she refused to repent of her sins. I have decided I will never repeat them. Remembering what she did , just to me, is not worth the terror it strikes in my heart.
Mathy had a baby at 16, was always" 'omanish", no count, lazy and fast. A pioneer freak in all areas of perversion. She had no class. Her father sent her to Virginia Union University, certainly the Harvard of blacks at the time. She freaked out, dropped out of school secretly, kept conning her farmer father out of his Tobacco money for tuition. Finally caught , she had no remorse , just a burning hatred for the "snitches".
She finally marries some old blind man. She was too whorish for him, he divorced her. Soon after she meets a primitive freak, just as common and perverted as she is. Equally perverted, they marry. He is much younger and if possible more , more ignorant.
That is the beginning of my story, but not the end. Almighty GOD is the author and finisher of my faith. If my mother's church and all my relative and friends refuse to know or hear about Martha Jane Walters, because they are still terrified and live in disbelief, I understand.
We were looking for an ugly satan. Not our beautiful mother. Not someone capable of making us so happy just with her smile. I loved every compliment. I would clean her house from top to bottom knowing that she was going to destroy it within five minutes. I willing followed her around picking up and hanging up her clothes. Scrubbing with Ajax and Tide only. (Martha refused to buy any other cleaning agents. I washed dishes in Tide!)
Mathy's sick evil started to stink. It was too much. The pain she put on me became excruciating. As always she demanded silence.
It is 2008, she is 83 years old, still abusing me. I'm still too black, too dumb, too hard lucked, too broke. She mocked me for being fat, for not having a husband, for never having one single man to ever love me. She mocked me for wasting 30 years of my life "teaching sorry ass nigga churin".
She had knee replacement surgery. I was there! (Where were all these haters that are so in love with her now?) I couldn't cook her grits properly, or the sausage . "Seem lak it jest don't taste right"
(Bitch, you got me up a 6am , bammng on the wall, ringing your brass bell , demanding breakfast, that you lost taste for! Help me LORD Jesus!)
No body warned me! Nobody but GOD. Jesus told me to shun evil. I should have listened. No, I wanted a mother so bad. I just had to have a mother. I was going to make this bitch love me if it cost me my life. Shamefully, it almost did.
#1 - Pray for the indwelling of the Holy Spirit always!
#2- Increase our faith, NEVER DOUBT HIM!
#3- ALWAYS PRAISE THE LORD!
#4- Remember, "Apart from Christ we are nothing". Mathy wasted 87 years of her miserable life trying to prove my grandfather wrong. He told her that, when he came and rescued her out of a whore house in Richmond, Virginia. She was ashamed. Not ashamed of being a whore. She was simply ashamed that of her now tarnished brand, that her game was peeked. She hated Jesus for telling on her. Granddaddy rushed to Richmond to rescue his daughter after a very vivid dream.
#5- "I ain't studdin' hur" and I ain't suddin' 'bout nobody that loves hur and insists on honoring hur!"
#6- READ YOUR BIBLE DAILY!
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