Weak faith. Ignorant! Primitive. Truly a crying shame, an abomination before the LORD.
We all are. With out Jesus Christ indwelling in your heart, you too can easily go the way of the transgressor.
You are worthy and your Father wants you and He wants your good works.
My mother knew full well we never ruined her life. She knew we all loved her passionately. But , she was a whore. That must be the definition of a whore. A woman that falsely believes that her love is for sale, should go to the highest bidder. Or the one willing to suffer the most to prove his undying love and loyalty, should fight for her affection. Much like the poor down-trodden, on a Saturday night, spilling blood over some woman or man, that was our lot.
I can laugh now. The'ho was a "HO! I remember her bragging on me, making me feel extra good , extra special, because only I could take the ice out of an old fashioned ice tray, bludgeon it just so, with a hammer between a very clean towel . I was so proud at 14 to be the only one chosen to warm her soup to the perfect temperature, serve her in bed, nurse her one millionth hangover that she was never going to have again because she was never going to drink again (until next Friday night).
I'm laughing because, for what ever reason, I could not see or would not see , what I now can not stop seeing. I think it is in the Bible, some where around that chapter on Reaping What You Sow! Praise The LORD.! It is very near that chapter about the Faithful! Praise The LORD!
I do have an idea why Martha could never really love herself. I know she accepted every racist notion every spewed. She really did believe that whites were superior to blacks. My mother explained our genius level intelligence, our 99% percentile ranking on the IOWA, was the result of her marrying ;'" that ignut black ass nigga from Jawga."
Martha was never that stupid. She just hung that nonsense out there hoping we would bite.
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