Never give up!

No matter how long the evil one stalks you, vexing, sabotaging playing head games, know that evil will never win.

Do know that my beautiful intelligent mother suffered from the worse form of malignant insane jealousy impossible.  It made no sense.  Poor Martha could not see, appreciate or enjoy her own gifts for the larceny and demonic envy that lived in her heart.

Martha was a bully of the worse order.  A female rapist!  Yes, she was raped as a child but that is no justification.  Martha purely hated this world and all that dwell in it.  Everything about her was false, a fake.  The only thing real about her was her savage sadistic humiliating schemes to destroy those she pretended to love.

More than anything Martha wanted control.  I do think it was her despicable insane promiscuity, her inability to control her carnal urges.  Martha was a sex maniac, truly a nymphomaniac.  Ironically in one of our last conversations she was lamenting about how good sex was.  "If GAWD made anything bedder dan sex, He kept if fuh hizsef!"

My first thought was; "Is she trying to rub it in?  She knows full well all the sick things she did to me and had done to me to render me a complete eunuch.  Is she gloating?"

While Martha never paid on earth for one single demonic deed, she was indeed a miserable wretch.  Always comparing herself to others.  Always overly critical of every one, every thing.  Always name calling, baiting, smearing, deliberately creating a hostile nasty environment.

For some reason Martha felt extreme secrecy, hushed mouth fear,  was the key to her success as a double agent for satan.

Dear LORD I pray for  delivery for such evil men and women.  I did learn that name calling and brutality to be their chief weapons.  That and insincere flattery.  I know now anything Martha ever praised me for was for something she fully intended to take, snatch, ruin.  Do know anything nice, sweet, comforting coming out of her mouth was a lie.  It was something she thought you didn't deserve and most importantly she did believe she was cunning enough to steal it from you and destroy it because she did falsely think herself brilliant.

Do know every single demonic act she cleverly perpetuated against me, GOD turned it around in my favor.

"I shaved yo'head three times when you wuz luddle!"  World do know that I had the most beautiful luscious  head of hair.  She did envy it, would take a yardstick to measure it.   Over and over, for my entire life the LORD has protected me from evil.  Praise the LORD!

The best thing I can say about my mother is she drove me to Christ!  Praise the LORD!

No matter what, no matter how evil your loved ones, trust GOD.  Always pray.  Prayer is your vital breath, a sincere connection to Our Father.  Never give up!  Never doubt.  Do learn to listen, to discern.

Do follow Jesus' advice.  Go into your secret closet to pray.  Do fast.  Do model your life after Christ's.
DO NOT LIE!  Know your truth.  I know mine.  The lowest, evilest, commonest, most ravenous wolf, was my birth mother.

That's it.  She was my vehicle to this earth.  That's it.  I was never her property to use and abuse.

Poor Martha was an extremely spoiled manipulative little girl.  She never grew up.  Her emotional maturity had a range from three to twelve years old.  Her extreme violence and filthy mouth kept us silent, intimidated.  Yes, and her conjure too.  Martha was good at voodoo, witchcraft.  I know,  I saw! I am a living witness!  I am so glad she took me down on graves at midnight as a toddler!  Parents do not think babies and small children are all dummies.  My grandmother announced it; "She been here before!'"

Thankfully she is safely dead now.  My prayer is for my entire family, for every descendant of Jerome Walters.  Come out of the dark.  Come out of denial.   Come to the LIGHT !   "Know your truth!"  In the mighty name of Jesus Christ Our LORD I pray.

PTL!

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