"Mathy Jane, don't talk tuh dat baby lak dat …you know she tender hearted."
Bless the soul and memory of my grandmother, Rachel McPhail Walters, a woman that I know prayed for me, demanded that my mother retrieve me from that whore house she abandoned me in.
From what I have been able to piece together, Rachel Walters was a clairvoyant , some type of mystic. That certainly explains my many mystic, clairvoyant experiences. It even explains this blog.
Oh, I can discern you. I discerned my mother. It was my conditioning, my youth, my humanness, my loneliness, my desire to be "normal", that kept me tethered. It was also Divine Order.
My wise grandfather taught me about "predestination", about how a man's , a woman's bounds were set, set by GOD and there was nothing you could do but let GOD have His way. My life has proved my grandfather right.
My brother was gone, totally absconded for 25 YEARS! Comes back, BAM! Mystery solved.
(Some devious hardheaded carnal women tear down their own house because they foolishly think cruelty is courage, that there is some actual power from dirt collected from graves, that secrets last forever and when you are dead you are done. They are extremely selfish reprobates that are beyond GOD's reach deliberately.)
Praise the LORD. Except I WILL NOT LET IT GO! No, I don't have money, BUT I HAVE CHARACTER! I have morals, I have standards. I will not associate with EVILDOERS AND THEY WILL NOT BULLY OR INTIMIDATE ME!
She threw me, you, all of us, under the bus, played closet bulldagger, half man, half root worker , half coon, half intelligent, half preacher, half pimp, and died DEMANDING THAT I KEEP QUIET, THAT I CONTINUE AS HER DOCILE, SIMPLE DEFEATED STEP STOOL! GOD SAID NO!
Make the Bible a lie for her! I didn't even like her! I would have never associated with such a woman had we not been kin.
Don't play fair, lie , cheat, work roots, bully, play head games …."It will all come out in the wash."
Thanks granddaddy.
"Jesus will fix it!"
PRAISE THE LORD!
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