Dear LORD I thank you. I am humbled. I am grateful. Thank you for keeping me blind, for leading and guiding me, for showing me the way. Dear LORD You know You knew I could not know, could not understand, could not bear the real truth about Martha. Granddaddy did the right thing. He loved us, he taught us, he influenced us. He was a good man , a good man with and awful daughter.
She had to come here. The Marthas of the world are here. Selfish, nasty, carnal, lying, greedy, immoral. But Dear LORD, we are talking INCEST! This can not be! Something is wrong. Something has gone very wrong in the body of Christ.
Incest! Murder! Pedophilia! And a mother that taught us that it is far worse to tell than to be the actual victim, victims. That it is better for us to endure and take this filth to our graves because Mathy's real life exposed would embarrass her!
This low slut gets to murder her own father, to shoot a good man in the heart because he is elderly, infirm, has only one leg. She get's to snuff out his life because she decided that he had lived too long.
Really!? "Time changes all things!".
The slut even lied about that. All of us had a different daddy. Just before she died she took my "daddy" from me. Said I had the same daddy as my brother. Called me a fool for believing her for over fifty years.
No, Martha, you were the fool. You always called me a fool. All of my foolish mistakes involved trusting you. I do get it now Martha. I am sure you were mistreated , ostracized, ridiculed, mocked for getting raped at age eight. You still had no right to do it to us. You did. You should have been punished, punished severely. You weren't. You credited your color, your hair texture and "goofer dust" for your "blessings", your superiority.
You were stupid Martha. A damn fool! Yes, I am so glad you're dead. I praise GOD every day for permitting me to live Mathy Jane free low these few years!
You promised to set me free, told me, I would be free indeed. Thank you LORD!
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