Praise the LORD! Thank you Jesus! Thank you for taking my blinders off, for revealing this succubus, this ogre, this reptilian you assigned to be my mother. Yes, LORD, I feel it, can discern it, know it for a fact, Martha Jane Walters carried the spirit of every sick disgusting demon that ever existed on her back. Oh, yes she was that "thing" that had to be endured to the end. There was never any excuse for her savage evil, never. She never had any reason to hate any one either. Martha was truly a stupid woman, a racist, a bigot, pretending to be proud of the color of her skin. Martha had to rave about the lightness of her skin and the straightness of her hair because she had nothing else.
Calling her promiscuous is much too polite. She was a dog, a bitch in heat. (I'm sorry, it's the truth!) World, when you have a woman not only willing, but desiring to have sex with every man or woman she finds attractive regardless of age, of kinship, of gender, you know every word in that Book is true. "Mothers against daughters…" What else could she do but hate me with a passion? I was not about to be the "woman" she was.
I never did anything against my mother to make her hate me so. None of us did. The fact that Martha could commit so much despicable evil for so long , die and go to her grave celebrated and lauded as the "Mother of the Church" something is wrong. Something is very wrong in the body of Christ.
What attracted Martha to that church? Why was she made to feel so comfortable? Loved? Honored? She was hateful, always hateful and jealous of her fellow ministers. So why was she there? Who planted her there and why?
Why did we the family tolerate her vicious sadistic behavior? Why was she kept secret? What father describes his daughter as a vicious lion? When beaten down, robbed and humiliated we would go to our grandfather seeking his advice, his help and he always told us the say thing; "When your head is in the lion's mouth, you don't make no sudden moves."
Granddaddy was right of course. You didn't talk back to Martha. You did not defend yourself and you sure as hell never repeated or shared with any one her many demonic acts. Yes, he did advise us to leave and to never come back. I could not do it. "I could never leave you granddaddy." I pledged. But, I finally did. I moved all the way to Atlanta and she finally did it, murdered her own father. Not only did she murder him, called it suicide and got away.
That bothers me, more than bothers me, I am horrified, tormented. satan can't win! A lie can't last forever. Why are so many people afraid of a dead demon? Is my truth too deep, too disturbing to know? Do people think I'm lying, exaggerating ? Are people still afraid of her witchcraft? Why did her church accept her, love her? Was her con that good? Am I the only one to finally figure her out? We all feared her. She terrorized every last one of us. Why keep her a secret? She's dead! Finally dead! When you are dead, you are done. She can't hurt us any more. She can't plot on us any more, chunk her "dust" on us any more.
I don't think that pleases GOD. The silent cloakers are confused. Children of GOD are not wicked! Perverted! Sadistic! Evil covert plotters! For any person of faith to choose to keep a woman like Martha a secret is wrong and her silent cloakers will never be blessed.
Every one tells me to move on. I'm trying but for a woman as evil as my mother to come to this earth and commit the sins she did for so long and be lauded, praised by her victims is wrong.
The venom my brother spewed on me for "narcing" on his mother has to be a manifestation of her witchcraft. This woman totally emasculated him from birth. Took his life and made waste of him. He could not attend West Point because of her. He could not enjoy a thriving medical practice because of her. He is broke, friendless and family-less because of her. Yet, he screams she did not owe me an apology. He declared his undying love for his mother and I cried, I am still crying. Dear LORD save the mentally afflicted. Save us all LORD. In the Mighty name of Our LORD Jesus I pray.
"Come Jesus!"
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