These imps are walking zombies, human vampires. Thy have no souls. They live among us. Our government keeps it quiet, keeps us distracted. It was in the early 80's one of my acquaintances worked at Grady Hospital in Atlanta, Georgia. We cried together discussing the babies brought in raped and ruined at the hands of their own parents.
Preacher! What is you greedy, money grubbing problem? You keep lying , tricking people into tithing. Preaching "hell and damnation " for FAILURE TO TITHE.
What did Jesus say about giving? He told us to give our alms in secret. (I know I live in a world where far too many people have no idea what an alm is. Well that is your fault, google it.)
We have "church", we crucify our homosexual brothers and sisters. That is all we talk about! How gays are the ruination of our world. We don't open our mouths about those INCESTUOUS pastors, preachers and members. The pedophile is sitting right in your church, probably sitting right next to you, just as comfortable.
S/he is too nasty! We don't want to talk about that. I came out against my mother, revealed the preaching WHORE for exactly what she always was and I swear I have lost nearly every "friend" I ever had. It is cool. GOD told me you didn't mean me any good any way.
Who needs a friend when you are alright? If I have to lie and deny my truth just to be tolerated by you, if the mention of my sad tragic life irritates you I need to know why. Just what are you hiding? Did someone touch you? Did you touch some one? Statistically 25% of us have been molested. You can lie and cloak for your nasty relative if you want to. I WON'T! I wish I had found the courage to pure cuss my mother out before she finally died. I did confront her, very weakly and mildly, however. Whether you believe it or not Mathy was a good "root worker" and she planted that seed of fear deep.
I am NOT the MURDERING PERVERT that fooled the world for 87 years! It was my mother! If it shocks and sickens you, just how do you think I feel?
You must know how stupid I feel. For 62 YEARS I clung to the belief she was really a good person. She had to be, she preached, she preached so well, I thought. Yes, I knew that I was smuggling her sermons, sending her tapes. Yes, sometimes I wrote them.
Why didn't I know!? I did KNOW! I was terrified! I could not face her, I could not find the courage to stand up to her. I was a slave! A modern day slave, owned by my own mother. Yes, I was stupid enough to hand wash her underwear.
You must remember, I am old, actually very old. I was born in a time you DID NOT so much as talk back to your parents. "Don't you black ass ******* so much as THINK back!"
Martha was a rude bully whore that took advantage of the 26 years of treachery she had over me. She did secretly hate every one on this earth. She was a pathological LIAR!
Dear LORD, I do not want another woman like Martha to come to this earth and behave like she did. I want every unwanted child to never be made to suffer the way we were.
Don't think you are exempt. The Mathy Jane Experience can happen to you. Fear! Terrorizing fear instilled in you from birth , by men and women like my mother can silence you. Ruin you and break you down, render you feeble minded, lost, confused, dismayed, forlorn, unlovable .
We must all remember that we have Power. There is Power in the blood! I know that I was never abandoned, never alone. Almighty GOD has guided me every step of the way on this long journey to wholeness.
I know GOD has a purpose for my life. GOD did create me for such a time as this. I will not fear satan. I will kick satan's ass! I will spit in her eye! I will tell! (SO HELP ME GOD!)
"Fear No Wo/man!"
While I am ashamed of my mother and her demon possessed behavior I am not ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.
Like Iyanla Vanzant, "Not on my watch!"
If you are tired of my whining, scroll on. I do know one day some one will hear my cry in the wilderness. I know that Almighty GOD will send me a caring publisher, editor, a lucrative contract. I know there are enough caring people on this earth to make a difference.
"I am yet holding on." Help me to hold on LORD. I know help is coming.
PTL!
I press on ...
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