no run of the mill demon. LAWD, I don't mean to tell you yo' bizness, but don't let no mo' lak hur come heah! (If you ken hep it)
Hi somebody come tuh GAWD's erf and become so evil, I don't know. She sho' evil. LAWD hep me GeeZus! I declare! Ain't nobody whur I'm from eva' heard of sech. Dat woman did thangs ain't even in duh Bible!
LAWD! don't let the extremely ignorant git up wid duh extremely wicked! Den don't let dem be extremely decietful! You gon' have some pain chullen. You sho' gon suffer.
I know LAWD, I know. You told me to "Fear no man". I cudden hep it. She wuz my mama. She had me. She got holt tuh me furst. Instilled nuttin' but fear in me. Had me scared of my own shadow.
LAWD why didn't we know? Why cudden' we see? She smashed dat puppy between two bricks when she wuz a luddle gul. Why didn't dey stop her? Why didn't somebody take her chullen from hur? Why didn't nobody tell us 'bout hur? Dey tol' eva'thang else.
I know you got reason LAWD. I know you got a purpose and a plan. "Scuse me LAWD . I sho' don't mean to critsize you, but don't let no mo' lak hur come heah. If dey git heah, hurry up and take dem out LAWD. If you don't mind too much.
Yea, LAWD, I hear you. I reckon she's what I needed in order to hear you. Maybe I wudda' missed Christ with out her plaguing me my whole life. I reakon it wuz my fault. I'm the one that stayed up under hur. Cudden' leave hur alone. I'm the one thought I needed a mama so bad. You told me that when yo' mama and daddy forsake you, I will be yo' comforter. I didn't pay dat no 'tention LAWD. I suffered jest lak I shudda, tried to make a mama out a 'ho, out ah demon.
I didn't know demons cud be beautiful. I didn't know demons wud call deysef preachers. It's my fault LAWD. I sudda embraced yo' truf sooner. Forgive me LAWD. From ni on I'm gonna do eva'thang you say. I'm gonna do eva'thang in dat book!
Praise duh LAWD chullun! Praise Hiz Holy name.
Saturday, May 12, 2012
Dear LORD it has taken...
me so long to birth this Truth. This has been one long hard journey. I know what I know. "What am seen can't be denied." That's what the former slave said to the interviewer collecting slave narratives for the WPA. He was referring to a slave that was reknown for his mystical powers. This slave's master sent for him to save his prize stallion. Some one or something had severed the horse's aorta. The horse lay in the road bleeding to death. The slave simply bent over him ( I assume praying) and rubbed his hand across the gaping wound. The blood coagulated immediately. The bleeding stopped immediately!
The white interviewer was amazed and continued to probe the elderly black man. "What am seen can't be denied"; he repeated.
I attended Atlanta University in 1976, pursuing my masters in African-American Studies. I was very disappointed in AU. It did not live up to it's reputation. But, Trevor Arnett Library was its saving grace. I usually walked in around eight in the morning and would have to be escorted out late at night when they closed. It was the "Negro Collection" that saved me, brought me joy. I discovered volumes of slave narratives collected under FDR's administration. The WPA, the Writers Project Administration was established to create jobs , to collect the valuable oral history still fresh in the minds of former slaves.
I discovered "voodoo" or "hoodoo" was very prevalent and widespread in the "black slave community". So enthralled, so fascinated by the subject, I devoted at least ten to twelve hours a day researching my thesis. Of course I had some notion of the subject. I watched my mother practice "root working" my whole life.
The subject was approached with caution. "Never mix your "hand" was the cardinal rule. Your "hand" was the type of "root working" you practiced. Some "root doctors" were only concerned with healing, like my uncle Will. If someone put a "root" on you , you went to a "doctor" like him to get it off. He had salves for arthritis, skin diseases, poison, bad luck, etc.
Then there were the evil doctors. The ones you went to when you wanted to hurt some one. I read where a family sought the help of a "two headed doctor" because someone had defecated in their coal bin. The "doctor" told them to to dip a rusty nail in the fecal matter and nail it in a tree. "As long as that nail is in that tree that persons' bowels will not move. The family did it. It was soon reported in the local newspaper that a man was in the hospital dying, his bowels would not move. His doctors were mystified. The family felt remorseful and went back to the "rootworker" to take the "spell" off. He told them to simply remove the nail from the tree. Unfortunately they got there too late. The city workers had cut the tree down because it was diseased. Later, the family read that man died.
The penalty for mixing your hand was insanity. The woman that gave birth to me is "insane". She is so wicked that she lacks common sense. So devoted and sold out to the devil that she is beyond wicked. She is an abomination!
I know what I know. I finally know what I always knew. I finally know what I always felt. If I out live her, don't call me. Jesus said : "let the dead bury the dead." She is dead to me. She has been dead my whole life.
There is no reason on GOD's earth for any human being to be that evil, that maniacal, that deceitful and untrustworthy.
She stood in my face screaming; "You ain't S***!" when I graduated from college with honors. Why was she so full of venom and hatred? She's a demon! There is no good in her. If you think she is being good to you, if you think she loves you, you better think again and look at her fruit.
GOD has left her here on this planet low these many years for His own reasons. It is all in Divine Order.
Horrifyingly wicked! Any human being that can blast a .38 bullet through her own father's heart is not to be messed with.
Let me remind you one more time; "Blessed is the man or woman that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly." "Beware of false prophets."
Read your Bible for yourself. Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Peace engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel
The white interviewer was amazed and continued to probe the elderly black man. "What am seen can't be denied"; he repeated.
I attended Atlanta University in 1976, pursuing my masters in African-American Studies. I was very disappointed in AU. It did not live up to it's reputation. But, Trevor Arnett Library was its saving grace. I usually walked in around eight in the morning and would have to be escorted out late at night when they closed. It was the "Negro Collection" that saved me, brought me joy. I discovered volumes of slave narratives collected under FDR's administration. The WPA, the Writers Project Administration was established to create jobs , to collect the valuable oral history still fresh in the minds of former slaves.
I discovered "voodoo" or "hoodoo" was very prevalent and widespread in the "black slave community". So enthralled, so fascinated by the subject, I devoted at least ten to twelve hours a day researching my thesis. Of course I had some notion of the subject. I watched my mother practice "root working" my whole life.
The subject was approached with caution. "Never mix your "hand" was the cardinal rule. Your "hand" was the type of "root working" you practiced. Some "root doctors" were only concerned with healing, like my uncle Will. If someone put a "root" on you , you went to a "doctor" like him to get it off. He had salves for arthritis, skin diseases, poison, bad luck, etc.
Then there were the evil doctors. The ones you went to when you wanted to hurt some one. I read where a family sought the help of a "two headed doctor" because someone had defecated in their coal bin. The "doctor" told them to to dip a rusty nail in the fecal matter and nail it in a tree. "As long as that nail is in that tree that persons' bowels will not move. The family did it. It was soon reported in the local newspaper that a man was in the hospital dying, his bowels would not move. His doctors were mystified. The family felt remorseful and went back to the "rootworker" to take the "spell" off. He told them to simply remove the nail from the tree. Unfortunately they got there too late. The city workers had cut the tree down because it was diseased. Later, the family read that man died.
The penalty for mixing your hand was insanity. The woman that gave birth to me is "insane". She is so wicked that she lacks common sense. So devoted and sold out to the devil that she is beyond wicked. She is an abomination!
I know what I know. I finally know what I always knew. I finally know what I always felt. If I out live her, don't call me. Jesus said : "let the dead bury the dead." She is dead to me. She has been dead my whole life.
There is no reason on GOD's earth for any human being to be that evil, that maniacal, that deceitful and untrustworthy.
She stood in my face screaming; "You ain't S***!" when I graduated from college with honors. Why was she so full of venom and hatred? She's a demon! There is no good in her. If you think she is being good to you, if you think she loves you, you better think again and look at her fruit.
GOD has left her here on this planet low these many years for His own reasons. It is all in Divine Order.
Horrifyingly wicked! Any human being that can blast a .38 bullet through her own father's heart is not to be messed with.
Let me remind you one more time; "Blessed is the man or woman that walketh not in the counsel of the ungodly." "Beware of false prophets."
Read your Bible for yourself. Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Peace engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel
Friday, May 11, 2012
I love homosexuals!
Lets face it, where would the world be without them? The greatest thinkers, writers, inventors, musicians, artists, philosophers, etc., have all been "homosexual". So what? Who really cares?
The "Christians" say GOD is against "homosexuality". GOD is also against a lot things in that book. People still do them. The Bible tells us to "flee fornication". To crucify the "flesh". GOD warns us against that whorish woman. She is a "deep ditch". She will lead a man to a "crust of bread".
So why are we having this great debate about same-sex marriage? The Bible says that you should flee fornication. If you can't flee, then marry. (I think that was the apostle Paul). The Bible also says that women should keep quiet in the church.
There was a time when women were considered "unclean" when they got their period! That's in the Bible. People should not gleam the Bible and pick out certain passages to (secretly) further their own agenda. Who does that? A demon! Some selfish, greedy, scam artist. Some one that thinks they have the "gift". The "gift" to flim-flam, manipulate and use.
Learn to think for yourself! Practice "critical thinking" skills. How will "gay marriage" affect me? Do I really care who you are sleeping with or why?
Why were laws passed in the colonies to prohibit "inter-racial" marriage? To maintain slavery. Children born to free white women were considered free. That cost the slave master money.
Why was slavery maintained for so long in this country? The Bible! Black people were considered "cursed", the descendants of Ham. It seems the nasty n***** laughed at his drunk naked father instead of covering him up. I always thought that would make GOD pretty harsh. Talk about holding a grudge!
I am glad to have a POTUS strong enough, bold enough to tell the truth. Get a grip people! You are not going to stop "homosexuality"! I don't have to suffer, live a fake phony pretend life to satisfy you.
Don't forget those twenty-six THOUSAND people that followed that bishop, protesting against gays. "Look lak he got some suga in hiz tank." Be careful who you follow! Don't let any one use you. Practice critical thinking. Pray, ask GOD for guidance.
Some men can't help being "homosexual". If any of my five brothers can love a woman after experiencing a woman like my mother, it is only by GOD's Grace and Mercy.
Remember: "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy,and Peace engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel
The "Christians" say GOD is against "homosexuality". GOD is also against a lot things in that book. People still do them. The Bible tells us to "flee fornication". To crucify the "flesh". GOD warns us against that whorish woman. She is a "deep ditch". She will lead a man to a "crust of bread".
So why are we having this great debate about same-sex marriage? The Bible says that you should flee fornication. If you can't flee, then marry. (I think that was the apostle Paul). The Bible also says that women should keep quiet in the church.
There was a time when women were considered "unclean" when they got their period! That's in the Bible. People should not gleam the Bible and pick out certain passages to (secretly) further their own agenda. Who does that? A demon! Some selfish, greedy, scam artist. Some one that thinks they have the "gift". The "gift" to flim-flam, manipulate and use.
Learn to think for yourself! Practice "critical thinking" skills. How will "gay marriage" affect me? Do I really care who you are sleeping with or why?
Why were laws passed in the colonies to prohibit "inter-racial" marriage? To maintain slavery. Children born to free white women were considered free. That cost the slave master money.
Why was slavery maintained for so long in this country? The Bible! Black people were considered "cursed", the descendants of Ham. It seems the nasty n***** laughed at his drunk naked father instead of covering him up. I always thought that would make GOD pretty harsh. Talk about holding a grudge!
I am glad to have a POTUS strong enough, bold enough to tell the truth. Get a grip people! You are not going to stop "homosexuality"! I don't have to suffer, live a fake phony pretend life to satisfy you.
Don't forget those twenty-six THOUSAND people that followed that bishop, protesting against gays. "Look lak he got some suga in hiz tank." Be careful who you follow! Don't let any one use you. Practice critical thinking. Pray, ask GOD for guidance.
Some men can't help being "homosexual". If any of my five brothers can love a woman after experiencing a woman like my mother, it is only by GOD's Grace and Mercy.
Remember: "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy,and Peace engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel
Thursday, May 10, 2012
"Go get your stuff !"
I am remembering some scenes from "For Colored Girls" (from the early 80s). There is a poem about some man that ran off with a woman's "stuff".
If you keep living someone is going to run off with your "stuff". You are going to meet someone that wants your joy, your love, your happiness.
There are people that want to disfigure your pretty face. There are "people" roaming the earth seeking whom they shall destroy. Vile men and women exist that are only capable of evil. Of course they don't announce it, will never admit to it.
Some of these vile creatures are too terrified and cowardly to inflict their sickness on the world, so they target their own children. Not only do they hurt little children physically and emotionally. They enslave or imprison them psychologically.
These monsters inflict their decadence on small defenseless children. Scarred for life the child grows to adulthood dragging that sick demonic shame. That perpetrator pretends to be sorry. She acts the lie. She really hates you. Secretly blames you for her fallen nature. You were so pretty or so handsome she just had to have you. Pretended that it was some form of sex-ed. She was just "schooling" you out of the goodness of her heart.
" All mothers and fathers do it. Just pretend like I didn't do it. You'll be alright. Some man raped me when I was eight. This is the way of the world. You were going to do it any way. GOD don't know what He's talking about. Every body else does it. It is our little secret. Don't tell nobody. They won't understand. It felt good didn't it?"
Too vile! Too sick!
Look in her eyes! Peel that sheep skin off! Stop listening to her rhetoric. Look at her fruit! She is a Demon straight from the bowels of Hell and she is your MOTHER!
She thought she got away and she did. But, a mysterious all knowing GOD revealed her. Let her live too long. Let me out live my shame. Took the veil, the kerchief, off. Allowed me to piece this sick puzzle together.
Look in her eyes! Why can't she have a sit down dinner with her entire family? Why does she get on the phone and pit sibling against sibling? Why is everyone else the cause of her pain? Why does she get on the phone and broadcast your pain, your problems? Why is she happy to see you fail? Why is she a pathological liar? Why is she always on the outs with at least one of her children? Why does she hate her daughter? her father? her brother? her sister-in-law? her niece? her nephews? Why is she so paranoid? What secret burden is she forcing you to carry?
"Fear no (wo) man." Free yourself from her grasp, from her demonic tentacles . Stab her in the eye with the truth.
Go get your stuff. Reclaim your greatness. Be all that you ever wanted to be. Finish college, pick up your saxophone. Go get your stuff. She has no right to your happiness, your joy, your truth.
Know your truth and finally admit that you have no mother. You don't have a mother and you never did. Loving her won't help her. She is insincere. Her prayers are phony. She hates GOD, can't you see?
Stay in His WORD children. GOD will reveal your enemies and He will make your enemies your foot stool. Yes, you do have to live right. You do have to pray. You do have to love the LORD. GOD will take that shame. He will make you proud and you will strut. He will enable you to smash the head of that viper.
Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Peace engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel
If you keep living someone is going to run off with your "stuff". You are going to meet someone that wants your joy, your love, your happiness.
There are people that want to disfigure your pretty face. There are "people" roaming the earth seeking whom they shall destroy. Vile men and women exist that are only capable of evil. Of course they don't announce it, will never admit to it.
Some of these vile creatures are too terrified and cowardly to inflict their sickness on the world, so they target their own children. Not only do they hurt little children physically and emotionally. They enslave or imprison them psychologically.
These monsters inflict their decadence on small defenseless children. Scarred for life the child grows to adulthood dragging that sick demonic shame. That perpetrator pretends to be sorry. She acts the lie. She really hates you. Secretly blames you for her fallen nature. You were so pretty or so handsome she just had to have you. Pretended that it was some form of sex-ed. She was just "schooling" you out of the goodness of her heart.
" All mothers and fathers do it. Just pretend like I didn't do it. You'll be alright. Some man raped me when I was eight. This is the way of the world. You were going to do it any way. GOD don't know what He's talking about. Every body else does it. It is our little secret. Don't tell nobody. They won't understand. It felt good didn't it?"
Too vile! Too sick!
Look in her eyes! Peel that sheep skin off! Stop listening to her rhetoric. Look at her fruit! She is a Demon straight from the bowels of Hell and she is your MOTHER!
She thought she got away and she did. But, a mysterious all knowing GOD revealed her. Let her live too long. Let me out live my shame. Took the veil, the kerchief, off. Allowed me to piece this sick puzzle together.
Look in her eyes! Why can't she have a sit down dinner with her entire family? Why does she get on the phone and pit sibling against sibling? Why is everyone else the cause of her pain? Why does she get on the phone and broadcast your pain, your problems? Why is she happy to see you fail? Why is she a pathological liar? Why is she always on the outs with at least one of her children? Why does she hate her daughter? her father? her brother? her sister-in-law? her niece? her nephews? Why is she so paranoid? What secret burden is she forcing you to carry?
"Fear no (wo) man." Free yourself from her grasp, from her demonic tentacles . Stab her in the eye with the truth.
Go get your stuff. Reclaim your greatness. Be all that you ever wanted to be. Finish college, pick up your saxophone. Go get your stuff. She has no right to your happiness, your joy, your truth.
Know your truth and finally admit that you have no mother. You don't have a mother and you never did. Loving her won't help her. She is insincere. Her prayers are phony. She hates GOD, can't you see?
Stay in His WORD children. GOD will reveal your enemies and He will make your enemies your foot stool. Yes, you do have to live right. You do have to pray. You do have to love the LORD. GOD will take that shame. He will make you proud and you will strut. He will enable you to smash the head of that viper.
Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Peace engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
I'm really starting...
to understand some things. My grandfather never believed in harsh words, cussing or fussing. He taught me "kind words turneth away wrath".
He was a great teacher because he taught by example. He got up every morning with the sun. Got all of his chores out of the way first. I followed him around, feeding chickens, hogs, the mule, etc.
He made his own soap, slaughtered and cured his own meat. There was nothing my granddaddy couldn't do, from combing and braiding my hair, to healing sever burns and ringworm.
I loved my granddaddy. He was kind. He would not shame or embarrass you. He would encourage you. He would tell you that you were beautiful and smart. Every day he told me that I could be somebody. He did advise me; "Keep yourself up much as you can." That meant don't have pre-marital sex.
My "mother" was the opposite. I was every kind of black "mf-ing thang" in the world and I was a toddler. I was snatched, slapped, beaten savagely, cussed, cursed, molested and rejected. She told me that she didn't care about my tears. "The mo' you cry the less you piss."
I did the right thing. I forgave her. Put the past in the past. And the whore mongering, unrepentant, root working s*** treated me just like she should have.
Ignore GOD's WORD if you want to. You will get your just and honest due.
He was a great teacher because he taught by example. He got up every morning with the sun. Got all of his chores out of the way first. I followed him around, feeding chickens, hogs, the mule, etc.
He made his own soap, slaughtered and cured his own meat. There was nothing my granddaddy couldn't do, from combing and braiding my hair, to healing sever burns and ringworm.
I loved my granddaddy. He was kind. He would not shame or embarrass you. He would encourage you. He would tell you that you were beautiful and smart. Every day he told me that I could be somebody. He did advise me; "Keep yourself up much as you can." That meant don't have pre-marital sex.
My "mother" was the opposite. I was every kind of black "mf-ing thang" in the world and I was a toddler. I was snatched, slapped, beaten savagely, cussed, cursed, molested and rejected. She told me that she didn't care about my tears. "The mo' you cry the less you piss."
I did the right thing. I forgave her. Put the past in the past. And the whore mongering, unrepentant, root working s*** treated me just like she should have.
Ignore GOD's WORD if you want to. You will get your just and honest due.
Wha'cha doing?
Marvelling.
Marvelling!? At what? You ain't got nuttin'...ain't got no money. You drive a nine year old car. You too fat, yo' hair grey as a 'possum. You blind as a bat, got high blood pressure, suga die-be-tees.
You ain't gon' nevah own that house you live in. Yo' so called friends talk about you. You ain't got no mama. Wha'cha "marveling" about?
The goodness of GOD. He left me here. He let me see some things. He let me understand some things.
He gave me a brilliant daughter. She pretty too, fine. Yea, I'm marvelling and beaming. Thank you LORD for another "Mother's Day".
Marvelling!? At what? You ain't got nuttin'...ain't got no money. You drive a nine year old car. You too fat, yo' hair grey as a 'possum. You blind as a bat, got high blood pressure, suga die-be-tees.
You ain't gon' nevah own that house you live in. Yo' so called friends talk about you. You ain't got no mama. Wha'cha "marveling" about?
The goodness of GOD. He left me here. He let me see some things. He let me understand some things.
He gave me a brilliant daughter. She pretty too, fine. Yea, I'm marvelling and beaming. Thank you LORD for another "Mother's Day".
What could possibly...
hurt worse than finally being forced to recognize the fact that your own mother is nothing but a common demon? Nothing!
How do you feel when you look around and can see clearly how common and miserable she is? You want no part of it. You are tired of hurting over and over, year after year.
She is a snake in the grass. You could not tolerate her for one minute without her putting on, pretending. You sit up under her, laughing and talking. She swells your head telling you how perfect you are, how much she loves you. Unfortunately you are intelligent. You have a memory. There are some things she did to you. There are some things she made you watch. Something doesn't jive. Those things are despicable, against GOD's law. But, she doesn't care. Pretends she didn't do them. You better pretend too. You gon' get your head busted. You gon' get a "root" put on you. You know she is lying but you listen any way. Hoping. Hoping in vain. Deep inside you know this b**** ain't gon' never change. Look like the 'ho ain't gon' never die either. (lol) Eighty-six and strong as and ox. I bet the *** can pull a plow! Right now!
Damn! Every day I get up and she's still breathing! Still lying, still plotting, still up to no good. I know, I know. It's in GOD's hands. He has a plan. It is all in Divine Order. "Don't get weary children."; they say. But, I'm weary. I'm tired. This b**** say she ain't admittin' to s***! And she ain't! Tell the truth. If she started admitting to all of her sick foul deeds, she would have to be on this earth until she's about a hundred and fifty.
Her multitude of foul deeds are too shocking and disgusting to be revealed in this blog. (Wait for the book) It is horrible. I could not admit to any of this, face any of this, without GOD.
Yea, I cry every day. You would cry too. It is so sad, sadder than sad. None of this had to be. She was pretty, she was smart. She was blessed with great loving parents. Satan was and still is her choice. Pray for her if you want to. My best advice is to stay away.
You say you can't stay away. How would it look? You're concerned with appearances, huh? Well I'm concerned with righteousness, salvation, kingdom building. I'm concerned with GOD's WORD. Every page of that book indicts her.
Abide her if you want to. My Bible says; "Blessed is the man that walketh NOT in the counsel of the ungodly."
Talking "GOD", while committing abominations. No, children that shouldn't be. You can't turn a blind eye to her. You can't pretend she didn't do what she did. Don't wait on her to repent. No, she will never say she's sorry.
She's still "rooting", still laughing. No, she's not winning. Just ain't got no where to go. Yea, she's gon' trouble. She's gon' trouble till she leave her.
You be careful. Keep reading your Bible. GOD talks about her, warns you. If you too thick to get it, too blind to see, I'm sorry. Just suffer. Can't nobody tell you nothing.
No, she ain't the only one and she won't be the last.
"I'm so glad I found out in time."
Apart from Jesus you ain't nothing, show ain't.
How do you feel when you look around and can see clearly how common and miserable she is? You want no part of it. You are tired of hurting over and over, year after year.
She is a snake in the grass. You could not tolerate her for one minute without her putting on, pretending. You sit up under her, laughing and talking. She swells your head telling you how perfect you are, how much she loves you. Unfortunately you are intelligent. You have a memory. There are some things she did to you. There are some things she made you watch. Something doesn't jive. Those things are despicable, against GOD's law. But, she doesn't care. Pretends she didn't do them. You better pretend too. You gon' get your head busted. You gon' get a "root" put on you. You know she is lying but you listen any way. Hoping. Hoping in vain. Deep inside you know this b**** ain't gon' never change. Look like the 'ho ain't gon' never die either. (lol) Eighty-six and strong as and ox. I bet the *** can pull a plow! Right now!
Damn! Every day I get up and she's still breathing! Still lying, still plotting, still up to no good. I know, I know. It's in GOD's hands. He has a plan. It is all in Divine Order. "Don't get weary children."; they say. But, I'm weary. I'm tired. This b**** say she ain't admittin' to s***! And she ain't! Tell the truth. If she started admitting to all of her sick foul deeds, she would have to be on this earth until she's about a hundred and fifty.
Her multitude of foul deeds are too shocking and disgusting to be revealed in this blog. (Wait for the book) It is horrible. I could not admit to any of this, face any of this, without GOD.
Yea, I cry every day. You would cry too. It is so sad, sadder than sad. None of this had to be. She was pretty, she was smart. She was blessed with great loving parents. Satan was and still is her choice. Pray for her if you want to. My best advice is to stay away.
You say you can't stay away. How would it look? You're concerned with appearances, huh? Well I'm concerned with righteousness, salvation, kingdom building. I'm concerned with GOD's WORD. Every page of that book indicts her.
Abide her if you want to. My Bible says; "Blessed is the man that walketh NOT in the counsel of the ungodly."
Talking "GOD", while committing abominations. No, children that shouldn't be. You can't turn a blind eye to her. You can't pretend she didn't do what she did. Don't wait on her to repent. No, she will never say she's sorry.
She's still "rooting", still laughing. No, she's not winning. Just ain't got no where to go. Yea, she's gon' trouble. She's gon' trouble till she leave her.
You be careful. Keep reading your Bible. GOD talks about her, warns you. If you too thick to get it, too blind to see, I'm sorry. Just suffer. Can't nobody tell you nothing.
No, she ain't the only one and she won't be the last.
"I'm so glad I found out in time."
Apart from Jesus you ain't nothing, show ain't.
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