My GOD is awesome!

What  a great privilege it is to have the opportunity to attempt to address my "situation".  My situation , a sixty-four year old survivor of one horrid woman that would not let any one help her.  Such an extreme pathological liar,  she elevated lying to a new art form singlehandedly.

I do praise the LORD for saving me.  I pray for the deliverance of my five remaining siblings.  If they can just learn to love GOD sincerely, to trust (HIM), to love themselves, they can climb out of that pit.

Of course I am not sure why my grandfather had to suffer the life of Job on this  earth.  I do know that daughter he had was beyond evil.  Proof, we all had to wait for her death to fully recognize her, to attempt to undo the harm she deliberately caused us.

My mother, Martha Jane Walters was an imp, a "nigger" imp.   Just like an old plantation slave she loved being "yalla"  with "good hair".  She was dumb enough to think that was all she needed.  Yes, she did think she could "screw" her way to the top.  Martha did not demand to be rich or famous, she just wanted to be better than any one in her family.  Martha demanded to take, take, take and never give.  Destroy , ruin and never create.  Yes, she was a sadist.

What can a father do when he discovers his "little girl" enjoys killing small animals, maiming and shedding blood?  You pray and ask GOD for guidance and endure to the end (2nd Thessalonians).

Did she die happy?  I don't know, the last picture I saw of her she looked miserable.  Sour, fat, dumpy, cross, out of sorts, sitting in a wheel chair cursing the world.  Why? Some refused to accept her lies, to lay down and die, to be her footstool.  To be robbed and maligned , constantly accused of the very acts Martha knew she did.  Martha MURDERED her own father and was tired of me talking about it.

How sad, that was my mother.  Evil deed, after evil deed , Martha demanded to brag and celebrate and you better not complain, you better not accuse her and she knew she was guilty.    My mother was so arrogant, selfish, completely uncaring, she could do anything and did!  World, it is truly heartbreaking, devastating  to know, to finally admit that your own mother was never more than a conniving,  sick predator that beat and raped babies, small children.  Did things so horrible you refuse to recall them.

 I finally refused contact with my mother in 1988 when she mailed me a fecal matter laden letter.  Even I knew that was a form of witchcraft.  After nine years I forgave her and she repayed me by hating me worse!

We tried, granddaddy tried, I tried, my brothers tried, but you can not help  a closet demon that hates you with a passion.  The saddest fact is I never knew Martha to be a decent person on any level, ever.  She was full of the most putrid  hatred possible.  Say anything to her, make the slightest criticism about any insignificant thing, Martha raged.  You got jumped on, attacked.  No one could ever out curse my mother with vulgarity.  You could not outfight her either.  She fought dirty and she announced loudly that she was about to take your life!  She  was quick to grab guns, knives, sticks, limbs, bricks, bats, what ever was handy.  Was quick to lay hands on small children, young boys and the elderly.

The one thing Martha prided herself in was her secret  "Soothe saying" , "root working".  What a shame, what a horrible waste.  We don't have to do that.  We do not have to become evil predators to enjoy the goodness of this world.  Martha never trusted GOD, only pretended to.  And the saddest fact of all she became so delusional that she called on the LORD when she solicited evil demonic spirits from graves.

I am not as amazed by the fact  that my mother's demonic evil lasted so extraordinarily long, as I am by my cluelessness, my blindness.  It can recall so many absolutely horrible repugnant things my mother did to me every day, relentlessly,  and I still tried to love her.  When we are good to our enemies it is like pouring hot coals on them.  I was good to my mother I am proud to say.  The better I treated her, the worse she treated me secretly.

To quote my mother; "The cat out the bag now!"

Young women, new mothers, don't you dare think you can do what Martha Jane Walters did.  Martha was a complete reprobate without any "natural affection".  She was 2nd Timothy come to life.

If you are sexually perverted, get some help.  If you are a pathological liar, pray.  If you suffer with extreme bouts of insane jealousy, admit it.  Most of all, repent of your sins.

Praise the LORD!

P.S.
If you suspect some of your relatives are like my mother direct their victims to my blog.  Women like my mother will never change but knowledge of their existence is paramount to saving children.