Pain in My Heart

Praise The LORD! The pain in my heart was pre-planted, chiseled in stone,  by my own "mother". LORD thank you for doing the best YOU could to save me from that mongrel.

I'm sorry Martha! INCEST! PEDOPHILIA! MURDER! INTRIGUE! VOODOO! CONJURE AND PREACHING!

Low slut, you followed me around, just stalked me for sixty-two years , swearing you were winning.  You laughed because YOU successfully robbed me so many times.  No, 'hoe, you enriched me.

BEAMING!

You destroyed all my manuscripts, prose, poetry, art, clothes, awards, and art. You conjured me out of three beautiful homes. So you thought. I read the Book; "No weapon formed against me shall EVER prosper."

Children, if you are being vexed, persecuted, reviled, rebuked, stalked for the color of your skin, your gender, for loving the love of your life, do not despair. Hold on a little longer.  Thou [HE] tarry, do know,  YOU are not forsaken!

Yes, it is a test. Will you remain righteous? Will you lie for liars?  Will you join in with the evil doer because You think You are the "right color"?  Are you ashamed of your "roots", your heritage?  Do you feel uncomfortable in your dark skin?

As long as you live, do one thing, live for The Holy Spirit! Never, never, never live for man. Never try to win "man" as a friend.

Always remember this; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."

REVERSE THE CURSE!

"COME YE OUT FORM AMONG THEM!"