"Come ye out from among them."

Suddenly old.  No, I don't mind being old, it is the "suddenly old" that bothers me.  The last time I looked I was a fine forty-five, doing pretty well I thought.  Life was not perfect but I was living in a beautiful condo and life was pretty grand for a person of my humble beginnings.

I decided to forgive my mother for the filthy fecal matter smeared letter she sent me and I felt GOD tell me to not worry about her taking my grandfather's life.  She was preaching now, an ordained minister.  People called me long distance to encourage me to forgive my mother , to leave all of her mistreatment in the past.

I certainly understand few having any comprehension of my mother's evil.   I lived it and didn't get it.  Believe me, the blinders were on,  held on tightly by hope and desire.

What did I hope for? A real mother, a real genuine loving relationship in a good family.  I wanted what every one else had, or said they had.  Yes, I wanted the brick house, the white picket fence, a loving spouse, enough money to live grand.

No such luck for my life.  I woke up in the clutches of a damn PERVERT.  No regular run of the mill pervert either.  This bitch was brilliant.  Why didn't I know? I was four , watched her beat the pure dog shit out of her brand new husband.  They were still "newly weds". She was in the front seat of his brand new car fornicating while we sat in the back seat.

When I think about it now I know we had no business there.  I love you granddaddy, but you should have never released us into the care of that whore.  We were covered though.  You covered us with your fervent prayers and GOD did the best (HE) could.

Truthfully it was just too long.  The entire Walters family was forced to suffer far too long.  Martha's evil was never necessary. Her evil was her choice.  True,  she was raped as a child but to turn into such a savage secret demon was never called for.  Evil was Martha's choice.  She was delusional and she did die thinking she was more powerful than Almighty GOD.

She died bragging,  celebrating all the vile deeds she got away with.  Always grinning in our faces while stabbing us in the back.  Sure, she always encouraged us to go to college, just never gave us a red cent and managed to sabotage every effort to earn a scholarship.

What destroyed Martha? Jealousy.  Insane jealousy.  She had a Cain spirit that she always denied, lied about,  for cover while engaging in the demonic witchcraft. Destroy! Lie! Fake! Steal! Mutilate! Humiliate! Strangle! Bludgeon! Make them call you "Reverend".  My mother belonged to satan!  If any fallen woman was ever satan's whore,  it was my mother.

Jesus told us we shall know them by their fruit.  Incest, pedophilia, rape,witchcraft, murder, a simple sample of my mother's fruit.  But, she didn't get me! I am not destroyed! Now that I finally know my truth I am getting better every day!

Praise the LORD!