We were not stupid to fear. We were wise to fear her. Martha could or would fly into a torrential rage with out any notice. We all saw the blood, the bodies. We all knew; "Don't go there!" The truth, the pure Gospel truth about herself caused some major turmoil in our house.
We all knew it did not matter if it was true, if Mathy didn't want to talk about it; "Don't go there."
Would Martha beat a baby, … scald, rape molest, just plain torture? Is the grass green, the sky blue? But her perennial excuse will slay you; "I did the best I cud! It's yo'fault! You sudden'trusted me."
Now that would be a good excuse if you did not know how long and arduous Martha's attempt to lure you back into her web were. Yes, she would buy you gifts, nice gifts. She would give you money and she would take more time before she showed her hand again.
Do get ready for the back stab that was more than a back stab. Martha would play loving mother to your face while setting you up. Yes, she was going to slither up behind you and lay your skull open with a sledge hammer, then come around cooing, offering you her phony pity and some knock off aspirin from Walmart.
"My people suffer for lack of knowledge." We held on to that creature, that creep, that liar, that molester , that soothe Sayer because we had no one. Not one of us had a father in evidence. And the most hilarious aspect of our ordeal, our greatest nemesis , our teacher, our confident was OUR MOTHER!
We were foolish enough to believe her false Christian doctrine, that had only one refrain; "Honor thy mother!" She didn't even bother saying father. Was that because she had MURDERED hers?
The first thing this confused want-a-be-don't-want-to-be-lesbian did was try commit us to the same carnal life style she "enjoyed". Martha Jane Walters molested us just because she could. Martha's intention was to show GOD, to disrespect Him. So delusional , Martha was going to fix GOD by crucifying His innocent children while playing Holy-Saved-Sanctified -Mother-of-the-Church to these simple fools.
According to Mathy Jane everyone darker than she was, was a total idiot and a waste. Nothing about you counted, not even your soul.
GOD said No! The Dear LORD makes intercession for us when we are unawares. He pities every groan. Martha thought she was secretly and successfully tearing down. GOD knew He was building up. Praise the LORD!
It hit me like a brick. Towards the of our relationship, around 2008, it became evident that Martha viewed me as just another "John". I was there in her home attending to her every need after her surgery. She was ordering me around, raging. The noodles in her soup were too long and too thick.
She had me up at six a.m. preparing a breakfast she was not going to eat until nine a.m. and it wasn't going to taste right. I took her mistreatment blaming her meds, her personality, her age. It was around this time when she hit me square in the eye with ; "You old and fat. You look lak the mother of 'leben (eleven) head of churin'"
That was the day Martha finally went too far. That was the beginning of the end.
Hurry up and flip to the back of the Book. The evildoer can not win because it is written.
PTL!
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