GOD's tender mercies abound in my life

I thank you LORD.  Not only do I thank you for your bounty, your provisions.  I thank you for your Glory.  Gifting me with Jerome Walters and my daughter.  I am humbled and I thank you.  Most of all I thank you for protecting me from that ravenous beast, Martha Jane Walters.  Thank you for protecting me from her worse.  The woman recognized no boundaries, had no filter and was as demon possessed as that girl in the Exorcist.   Only Mathy wanted her demons.  She was proud of them, thought she needed them.  Martha was delusional and confused but she was what she wanted to be.  Evil, disgustingly, repugnantly evil is what she wanted to be.

Martha proved that when she took on all of those young lovers in my presence when I was nineteen.  My forgiving her and forgetting it immediately I considered the "Christian" thing to do.  She was my mother after all.  It wasn't time yet.  Martha's blinders were still fastened tightly.  I was a coward.  I suffered with severe Stockholm Syndrome.  It was all in Divine Order.

Did Martha plan to win from the grave?  No.  She even chastised me before she died; "You'll be the one to betray me."

Bitch!  Like you're Christ.  This two legged viper accused me of betraying her!

"One thing about it,"; "When your desolation comes, it will come as a whirlwind."

Praise the LORD!