My poor mother was so proud to wear her five hundred dollar suits into a GS-4 secretarial job in a warehouse in the sixties . A five hundred dollar suit for a woman in the sixties was quite elegant . I was a child, I had no idea she was woefully over dressed, was simply a child playing grown-up-dress up. Did I agree that eating nothing but grits and grease for months was worth her fronting, driving a new Cadillac every other year? No! But it sure kept my weight down.
My "birth" mother was a child, a child that grew old and abominably wicked, she was a loose freight train without brakes because she practiced conjure, voodoo, because she was a pathological liar, because she was a sick sadist, because she was demon possessed.
Never practise WITCHCRAFT because it will stunt your spiritual growth. And evil can NOT win. You will only succeed in exposing yourself. Think very carefully before you carry out that abominable act against that child. Other than Jesus warning you, you are going to hate yourself. Because you hate yourself you will continue to vex your victims out of the guilt you refuse to face.
So, before you start grinning, rubbing your little lecherous hands together, do know that child is going to grow up and one day GOD is going to take their blinders off. You will be revealed for the monster, the monstrosity, you always were. Yes, your name will rot ! Praise the LORD!
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