Dear LORD thank you for Your tender mercies, Your Truth, Your Divine Order.
I was just reflecting on the stubbornness of my "mother" , of how she secretly relished vexing, confusing and torturing us because she delighted in being a closet sadist.
Was my "mother" mad, angry, because she was a common whore, could not say no, could not close her legs to anyone? Did she blame us for her lack of discipline?
I am not a liar, so I do not know what is in the mind of a liar. For the life of me I can not understand women like Martha. All I know is , there are far too many of them. I do understand why so many people fear them. They are vicious SAVAGE IMPS!
My mother was a fool. Punishing me, punishing every one that tried to help her, every one that admonished her for her extremely low morals. Martha's reaction was always extreme denial, followed by extreme acts of hatred.
I have to laugh. Martha hated every one that caught her hating and plotting on them. She was the foul one, the evil one. Yet, we had to suffer double if we caught her. Talk about a no win, can never win , volunteer to suffer, just give your life to a "stanking" whore that is too dumb to appreciate your sacrifice or want your love.
(Dear LORD thank you for not permitting me to become a sadist like my mother.)
For an entire hot summer my brothers were forced to labor , carried "tons" of asphalt from one side of the yard to the other FOR NO *&^%$#@! REASON!!! Martha roared, cursed, lied, played crazy, knowing full well she was secretly enjoying TORTURING MY BROTHERS , just because she could. They loved her, trusted her and they had no fathers.
The feet of a reprobate are swift to run to mischief. The secret reprobate my wear the Church out on Sunday, beat and bludgeon her own family into oblivion for eighty-seven years. Don't cheer. The evil one can not win. Can not steal the mantle of GOD's anointed.
Dear LORD thank you for delivering us from sin.
Praise the LORD!
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