While that ogre grinned in my face she deliberately stabbed me in the back, over and over. Over and over she bragged to my family how she was using me, making a complete fool of me. Over and over she lied casting her low succubus foul perversions on me.
Martha was winning and I was inexplicably losing. The IRS, old college loans, cars totaled, etc. The list grew and grew. One day that defeated boy returned home. A brilliant medical doctor worn down to mere dust, returned to his vomit. Returned to the scene of the many secret diabolical crimes. Sadly, he buried his shame and never received the psychological counseling he deserved. He volunteered to be that little raped abused boy again. Praise the LORD!
It was my brother that reminded me of her horror. Horror I had deliberately put away just so I could say, could claim, a loving mother.
See Martha, all that talking, all that knowledge you spilled, never believing one single word. "GAWD sit high and He look low!" Got'chu! Caught'chu! Backfire! Praise the LORD!
She had a game plan and she had a strategy. Martha knew, we all knew, she killed granddaddy. That slut enjoyed terrorizing us. She lived for the sheer terror in our eyes! We had the eyes of that smashed puppy. Martha knew her life was much more important than ours.
Why wasn't she jailed for pouring a hot boiling pot of coffee on her little black bastard son? Who actually believed that he reached up and poured it on himself like Mathy proclaimed?
A beast! A common beast! A cruel thing that lived to terrorize and destroy while grinning and lying in your face!
Why was she never afraid? Her hands did not so much as tremble.
Where could so much demonic energy come from? Martha collected it! Haunted graveyards for murdered men's graves, claimed they carried the most "power".
Poor ignorant Martha was right. You can solicit , summon evil spirits, if you want to. But look at the damage it did to her. Before Martha knew anything she was the commonest, foulest, most despicable "thing" around. The lowest vilest thing you ever heard of.
You would keep silent! You would not tell! If you told she would target you. But get this, she was targeting you already. You could not win. Be for her or against her. Martha came to kill and destroy.
Have a dream, have ambition, be prettier, have fifty more cents! Mathy Jane , the ABOMINATION was going to get you, utterly destroy you, tear you limb from limb. Grin in your face and pretend to care. She would pretend to offer help. Yes, Jesus, Martha was that mother that would give her son a stone or a serpent if he begged for bread.
Why did she preach? Ask Jesus! Ask Him why these ravenous wolves insist, demand to preach. Ask Jesus why they demand the chief seats.
A woman too ignorant , too foul to accept the true teachings and precepts of Almighty GOD is a true pestilence, vexation of the soul. "From such stay away." "Shun the very presence of evil."
This is extremely hard to do if the evil one is in fact your own blood kin mother. Someone that has beaten, raped, molested and terrorized you in secret since birth, You must pray. You must seek GOD's face. You must ask God to de-program you, wipe all the savage ignorance she deliberately planted in your brain, in every fiber of your soul , away.
You must decontaminate. You must decompress. Martha had me in a dizzying, maddening tizzy. Of course I lashed out. She deliberately drove me crazy. Mind ****ed all of us for the fun of it. The only way you can do this (get shed of her taint) is through intense prayer, fasting and reading and studying GOD's Word.
Dear LORD I pray that You break the tremendous burdensome stronghold Martha placed against me, against the Walters' family. Dear LORD I pray this prayer in your Mighty name.
"And it is done!" Praise the LORD!
Children, most of all you can not fear. DO NOT FEAR IGNORANT RAVENOUS VIOLENT BULLIES LIKE MARTHA JANE WALTERS! You must trust GOD to save you. You must free fall into the Master's hands.
I thank you LORD for your saving Grace.
PTL!
I press on ...
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