Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Predatory!
A predator is someone or something that lives by hunting. They seek and hunt down the weak to devour and destroy for their own pleasure or gain. That is certainly acceptable in the animal kingdom. Unfortunately that seems to be the way for far too many men and women.
My mother often told me this was a "dog eat dog world", that only dummies were honest. She criticized her parents for teaching her to be honest. "My ignut a** parents were honest. Honesty don't get'cha no where." Obviously she certainly believed the rot she spewed because she has lived a totally dishonest life for her whole life, 86 years. Let me rephrase that. I will call it a quasi-dishonest life. She always worked, always had an honest 9 to 5 job. Often had a part time job to supplement that job. But for some reason she was always a thief. An excellent salesclerk (she could sell an Eskimo a freezer). She made a lot of money for Capitol department store. You can be sure she wasn't leaving there every night with out stealing something, a blouse, a scarf. Frankly I didn't see anything wrong with it. So my mother was a little "clepto"? Who was she harming? We always laughed together because everything she stole was always a little pissy. (She smuggled her ill gotten gain out stuffed between her legs, hidden in her underwear) They loved her, named her saleswoman of the month repeatedly.
We called her a hustler, reading palms, tarot cards, selling "lucky hands", removing demonic spells. A hustler , flea marketing. A hustler fronting for her pimp drug dealer cousin with his bail bonding company. I didn't see anything wrong with it. Make your money, make your paper. The thing was she didn't want you to make any paper. She didn't want you to prosper. If she heard that you might be happy the top of her ears turned red.
Then she complained. We were the reason she never made it in life, never got rich. My thieving brother, his thieving wife and his thieving kids kept her from prospering in the flea market business. "I felt sorry fa' dah sorry n****** ... I let dem work fa' me. Dem n**** out 'dere selling my stuff fa' less dan I paid. Plus dey was stealing me blind! You can't have nuttin' trying to help sorry n****!" That's why she would not sell him her van when she finally quit flea marketing. "I'll give it away before I'll give it to him!" And that's what she did. She gave it away.
Honest ignorant parents, a thieving son, n***** that would not pay. Poor Mathy Jane was always trying to help people. Always putting cars in her name for ungrateful relatives. She couldn't rise in that church because of all the f***** bishops.
Poor Mathy Jane, just a loving, sharing ,giving woman trying to live for GOD. Her secret dirt did not matter. It did not affect her. There are two things Martha is never going to do, admit to her wrong doing or tell the truth, ever. She is a pathological liar. Often humorous, a consummate liar, just the same. You can't heal or come to GOD's Truth lying. Lying, screaming, performing, will not get you to GOD's Truth. Making everyone responsible for your sins will not help you. Martha's greatest weakness is her awful envious, covetous nature.
I was eleven years old and I came running home all excited. This lady gave me my first piano lesson. She marveled at my talent. She told me she would teach me for twenty-five cents a lesson. I ran home and told my mother. She scowled, forbade me. "YOU AIN'T TAKIN' NO PIANO LESSONS!" That was the end of that. She was my mother. She was the authority figure in my life. I look back and can clearly see what the problem was. She was jealous. Jealous, common, lustful, low down, and just plain scummy. You could not get another pornographic magazine or book under her bed. She prowled Vick's drive-in every night looking for prey. Created a a sex den in the back bedroom. Brought some stranger home every night. She made me clean up her empty Emko bottles, disgarded used condoms and towels up once. I protested so much I didn't have to do it again. She made me wear a huge red padded bra to school when I was in the seventh grade. I was flat chested, still undeveloped. I'm sure I did not weigh over seventy pounds. I was humiliated. When I got home I threw that bra away.
That's my point. In order to love Mathy Jane you must be willing to be humiliated (over and over). You must keep her secrets. You must never tell. Tell and you get cussed out, get jumped on, get a "root" put on you. She lies. She is going to put a "root" on you regardless. She is going to watch you like a hawk. Do not share your goals and ambition with her. She will run ahead of you to block it. Mathy is a freak. She will follow you around menacing, doing things like throwing one of your shoes away. Just one, it is more fun that way. If you have a beautiful favorite suit that you look stunning in, she will steal just the skirt or the pants.
You have to watch her closely. She will throw your phone charger away. Or she will invite you to her home, tell you to bring your cat, then secretly throw your cat out. Yea, Mathy Jane is messed up. You can't help her. You can't help a person that fakes Christ. You can't help a person that is proud to be demon possessed. Jesus said "Shun the very presence of evil". I know you want a mother. I want a mother, but not at any cost.
I don't want to be mothered by some freak that I can't trust. A woman that has only one desire for me, my destruction. Some people are in fact predatory. They live in an animal kingdom. I am a Christian. I love the LORD! It is my desire to live in GOD's kingdom. I will not abide her, hide her or lie for her. If you have a relative with a predatory mentality, I pray that you will see the light.
Martha is that foolish woman in the book of Proverbs that plucketh down her house with her own hands. I found some beautiful scripture that I want to share with you. "She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness." (Proverbs 31:26)
"She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness." (Proverbs 31:27)
"Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands." (Proverbs 14:1 )
" (S)He that hideth hatred with lying lips, and (s)he that uttereth a slander is a fool." (Proverbs 10:18)
GOD told her that she was going to be known. She didn't care, had no respect for GOD and His laws. She still think she's winning. She still has far too many supporters. I'm sorry, I can't do it. I grew tired and exasperated. MURDERING my grandfather did it for me. I tried to forgive her. I tried to forget. I caught her up to her eye balls in witchcraft not too long ago. That was it for me.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth, engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
My mother often told me this was a "dog eat dog world", that only dummies were honest. She criticized her parents for teaching her to be honest. "My ignut a** parents were honest. Honesty don't get'cha no where." Obviously she certainly believed the rot she spewed because she has lived a totally dishonest life for her whole life, 86 years. Let me rephrase that. I will call it a quasi-dishonest life. She always worked, always had an honest 9 to 5 job. Often had a part time job to supplement that job. But for some reason she was always a thief. An excellent salesclerk (she could sell an Eskimo a freezer). She made a lot of money for Capitol department store. You can be sure she wasn't leaving there every night with out stealing something, a blouse, a scarf. Frankly I didn't see anything wrong with it. So my mother was a little "clepto"? Who was she harming? We always laughed together because everything she stole was always a little pissy. (She smuggled her ill gotten gain out stuffed between her legs, hidden in her underwear) They loved her, named her saleswoman of the month repeatedly.
We called her a hustler, reading palms, tarot cards, selling "lucky hands", removing demonic spells. A hustler , flea marketing. A hustler fronting for her pimp drug dealer cousin with his bail bonding company. I didn't see anything wrong with it. Make your money, make your paper. The thing was she didn't want you to make any paper. She didn't want you to prosper. If she heard that you might be happy the top of her ears turned red.
Then she complained. We were the reason she never made it in life, never got rich. My thieving brother, his thieving wife and his thieving kids kept her from prospering in the flea market business. "I felt sorry fa' dah sorry n****** ... I let dem work fa' me. Dem n**** out 'dere selling my stuff fa' less dan I paid. Plus dey was stealing me blind! You can't have nuttin' trying to help sorry n****!" That's why she would not sell him her van when she finally quit flea marketing. "I'll give it away before I'll give it to him!" And that's what she did. She gave it away.
Honest ignorant parents, a thieving son, n***** that would not pay. Poor Mathy Jane was always trying to help people. Always putting cars in her name for ungrateful relatives. She couldn't rise in that church because of all the f***** bishops.
Poor Mathy Jane, just a loving, sharing ,giving woman trying to live for GOD. Her secret dirt did not matter. It did not affect her. There are two things Martha is never going to do, admit to her wrong doing or tell the truth, ever. She is a pathological liar. Often humorous, a consummate liar, just the same. You can't heal or come to GOD's Truth lying. Lying, screaming, performing, will not get you to GOD's Truth. Making everyone responsible for your sins will not help you. Martha's greatest weakness is her awful envious, covetous nature.
I was eleven years old and I came running home all excited. This lady gave me my first piano lesson. She marveled at my talent. She told me she would teach me for twenty-five cents a lesson. I ran home and told my mother. She scowled, forbade me. "YOU AIN'T TAKIN' NO PIANO LESSONS!" That was the end of that. She was my mother. She was the authority figure in my life. I look back and can clearly see what the problem was. She was jealous. Jealous, common, lustful, low down, and just plain scummy. You could not get another pornographic magazine or book under her bed. She prowled Vick's drive-in every night looking for prey. Created a a sex den in the back bedroom. Brought some stranger home every night. She made me clean up her empty Emko bottles, disgarded used condoms and towels up once. I protested so much I didn't have to do it again. She made me wear a huge red padded bra to school when I was in the seventh grade. I was flat chested, still undeveloped. I'm sure I did not weigh over seventy pounds. I was humiliated. When I got home I threw that bra away.
That's my point. In order to love Mathy Jane you must be willing to be humiliated (over and over). You must keep her secrets. You must never tell. Tell and you get cussed out, get jumped on, get a "root" put on you. She lies. She is going to put a "root" on you regardless. She is going to watch you like a hawk. Do not share your goals and ambition with her. She will run ahead of you to block it. Mathy is a freak. She will follow you around menacing, doing things like throwing one of your shoes away. Just one, it is more fun that way. If you have a beautiful favorite suit that you look stunning in, she will steal just the skirt or the pants.
You have to watch her closely. She will throw your phone charger away. Or she will invite you to her home, tell you to bring your cat, then secretly throw your cat out. Yea, Mathy Jane is messed up. You can't help her. You can't help a person that fakes Christ. You can't help a person that is proud to be demon possessed. Jesus said "Shun the very presence of evil". I know you want a mother. I want a mother, but not at any cost.
I don't want to be mothered by some freak that I can't trust. A woman that has only one desire for me, my destruction. Some people are in fact predatory. They live in an animal kingdom. I am a Christian. I love the LORD! It is my desire to live in GOD's kingdom. I will not abide her, hide her or lie for her. If you have a relative with a predatory mentality, I pray that you will see the light.
Martha is that foolish woman in the book of Proverbs that plucketh down her house with her own hands. I found some beautiful scripture that I want to share with you. "She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness." (Proverbs 31:26)
"She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness." (Proverbs 31:27)
"Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands." (Proverbs 14:1 )
" (S)He that hideth hatred with lying lips, and (s)he that uttereth a slander is a fool." (Proverbs 10:18)
GOD told her that she was going to be known. She didn't care, had no respect for GOD and His laws. She still think she's winning. She still has far too many supporters. I'm sorry, I can't do it. I grew tired and exasperated. MURDERING my grandfather did it for me. I tried to forgive her. I tried to forget. I caught her up to her eye balls in witchcraft not too long ago. That was it for me.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth, engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
I am ashamed of you!
Hiding in fear when GOD told you that you didn't have to. I am ashamed of your abysmal ignorance. Attending church every Sunday just for the good music and listening to someone hollering and saying nothing.
WHAT DID YOU LEARN? Were you edified? Did that "preacher" open up your understanding to any part of GOD's WORD?
Did you go to show of your new clothes? Did you go because you think you are so good looking? Did you go to get complimented and praised? Did you lie and say you tithed when you didn't?
Do you live in fear? Are you easily intimidated? Are you living in Covenant with GOD? Do you fornicate and then pray to GOD that you are not pregnant? Do you sleep with men for money, to pay your rent or car note? Do you lie to "keep n***** out'cha bizness"?
Do you envy, get seriously jealous when you think someone "undeserving" got "blessed"? Do you stir up strife, start confusion because you are bored? Are you functionally illiterate? Have you ever read a complete book? Can you formulate or write a decent essay? Are you jealous and envious of people that can?
Do you think not getting caught means you are innocent? Do you think keeping quiet, silent, proves your loyalty? Do you tremble and quake at the thought of that demon that still holds you hostage? Are you hanging around waiting for that ***** to finally die like every one else? Will you tell then? Are you so frightened that you have to wait for her to be dead and finally safely buried in the ground before you will act? Will you finally come running and confessing that you knew all the time?
Did you let her steal your spirit, your manhood? Did you let her run off with all of your joy and dreams? Are you afraid to recognize her and call her what she truly is? When she told you; "Don't you think back n****!" did you heed her?
She told me that I wasn't S***! She was wrong. I am somebody. I am a child of GOD. I am a child of the Most High King. She is the one that "ain't S***!" You can tell her I said it. You can tell her I said it with an attitude. With malice and forethought. (GOD forgives me)
Back to you. Grow a set of gonads. Clearly she still has yours! She has five sets of ***** in her pocket. The nerve, the greed! Take them back! Tell her the truth! Look her in the face and tell her the truth about herself. Why are you waiting on her to die? You might die first. We are all old. (Old enough to die)
Who is she? What has she ever done for you? Are you too dumb, scared, or both?
I will not shut up! Get tired. I don't care. She is worth talking about. Did you ever notice that was a carnal sin to her? "Dey talkin' 'bout me! All dem n**** do is talk about me!" How could you not? Just how dumb is she? You can not live a scandalous life and not expect to get talked about. That should have been our first clue right there.
Have mercy! How much carnal sin can one person commit? Again, what are you afraid of? You don't believe her "roots" can hurt you do you? I hope you have noticed they are not working. Read your Bible. Trust GOD. Stop hiding. Come out in the open and don't waste another minute of your precious life waiting on that succubus to die.
WHAT DID YOU LEARN? Were you edified? Did that "preacher" open up your understanding to any part of GOD's WORD?
Did you go to show of your new clothes? Did you go because you think you are so good looking? Did you go to get complimented and praised? Did you lie and say you tithed when you didn't?
Do you live in fear? Are you easily intimidated? Are you living in Covenant with GOD? Do you fornicate and then pray to GOD that you are not pregnant? Do you sleep with men for money, to pay your rent or car note? Do you lie to "keep n***** out'cha bizness"?
Do you envy, get seriously jealous when you think someone "undeserving" got "blessed"? Do you stir up strife, start confusion because you are bored? Are you functionally illiterate? Have you ever read a complete book? Can you formulate or write a decent essay? Are you jealous and envious of people that can?
Do you think not getting caught means you are innocent? Do you think keeping quiet, silent, proves your loyalty? Do you tremble and quake at the thought of that demon that still holds you hostage? Are you hanging around waiting for that ***** to finally die like every one else? Will you tell then? Are you so frightened that you have to wait for her to be dead and finally safely buried in the ground before you will act? Will you finally come running and confessing that you knew all the time?
Did you let her steal your spirit, your manhood? Did you let her run off with all of your joy and dreams? Are you afraid to recognize her and call her what she truly is? When she told you; "Don't you think back n****!" did you heed her?
She told me that I wasn't S***! She was wrong. I am somebody. I am a child of GOD. I am a child of the Most High King. She is the one that "ain't S***!" You can tell her I said it. You can tell her I said it with an attitude. With malice and forethought. (GOD forgives me)
Back to you. Grow a set of gonads. Clearly she still has yours! She has five sets of ***** in her pocket. The nerve, the greed! Take them back! Tell her the truth! Look her in the face and tell her the truth about herself. Why are you waiting on her to die? You might die first. We are all old. (Old enough to die)
Who is she? What has she ever done for you? Are you too dumb, scared, or both?
I will not shut up! Get tired. I don't care. She is worth talking about. Did you ever notice that was a carnal sin to her? "Dey talkin' 'bout me! All dem n**** do is talk about me!" How could you not? Just how dumb is she? You can not live a scandalous life and not expect to get talked about. That should have been our first clue right there.
Have mercy! How much carnal sin can one person commit? Again, what are you afraid of? You don't believe her "roots" can hurt you do you? I hope you have noticed they are not working. Read your Bible. Trust GOD. Stop hiding. Come out in the open and don't waste another minute of your precious life waiting on that succubus to die.
I am not doomed and ...
I am not forsaken. I am blessed and highly favored. I can say that for real and mean it. I know it. I know a lot of people say that, just repeating something they heard. Some people say it for the sake of their "fake religion".
GOD blessed me to be able to say it for real. To say I am jubilant is an understatement. You see GOD saved me from one of the most brilliant demons the devil ever created. Who knew, who can know, that the most vile, treacherous, conniving, selfish, cruel, carnal being can be closeted and protected in good church going families?
Why is it that the church is the last place we look for demons? Jesus warned us. We heard, but refused to listen. I tell you when I look back over my life I can scarcely believe all the evil she got away with. Yet, GOD protected me, saved me from her sick depravity.
Lets get her depravity out of the way right now. First, remember I taught you that the woman you know as Martha Jane Walters is no more. She sold herself to the devil at age sixteen. That flesh and blood you see is an aberration.
If you don't want to know GOD's Truth stop reading. GOD needed some one to tell you, to save you. GOD sent me. I am the only one that no longer fears her. I pray for my family's salvation. I pray for their courage. I pray that GOD will touch their hearts with a finger of love and deliver them from that monster.
Stop! This is not anger talking. This is love. I loved my grandfather and I am very proud of his legacy. He has nothing to be ashamed of. I will not let his name be slandered and tarnished by a sick demon.
You don't think she is a demon, huh? Why? Because she purrs like a cat and compliments? Because she is a laugh a minute and will slip a little change in your pocket? Jesus told you to look at her fruit. LOOK! I know I am not the only one she committed her carnal deeds in front of, or against.
She frightened us, she terrorized us, forbade us to tell. I am ashamed of her. GOD is ashamed of her. She is blind and foolish and refuses to hear. She is an abomination. She will not be criticized or admonished by anyone for any reason. That is why she MURDERED her 84 year old invalid father. He always kindly admonished her.
She is perfect! A perfect fool. To this very day, at eighty-six you better not think of saying anything against her. She comes unglued. Always known for her vile temper, foul mouth and black magic. If Mathy won't slap a "root" on you before 40 gods can skin a minnow, it can't be done. She will do it and in her sick depraved mind she feels justified and will brag that she did it! Poor Mathy Jane is still a child. Unfortunately a very wicked child. So evil you don't want to know about her. You don't want to hear about such. You must! GOD wants you to know. Knowledge of such evil is your only hope for protection from such. She is one among millions. Yes, unfortunately too many are hiding in the church just like her. BEWARE! Don't be foolish. Don't be intimidated. Stand up to the devil! Stand up to evil.
I will tell you one thing I know. You can search the world over and you will not find anyone more cruel and sadist than Martha Jane Walters! It is the truth, bear it. A woman so cruel we grew accustomed. She taught us not to question and above all to never tell.
I am sickened by her depravity and my cowardice. I finally forgive myself. She was my "mother". She shaped me and molded me. We all had to lose ourselves, give up our spirits and humanness. We knew that we were to never have any joy, any love, any peace in our lives without her permission.
I refuse to be her dutiful slave any longer. She taught me that she was brilliant and beautiful. That I was lucky to be in her presence. Yes, she is a fool. No, she will never repent. If you are ever to get away from her you will have to take the initiative to free yourself.
She has no power, just a loud vulgar mouth an the ability to commit the cruelest acts unimaginable without a care in the world. She is a "bad seed". As horrible as she is, do not fear her. She has done her worst. I still pray for her. My prayers may be in vain. I pray for you. I pray for my five brothers. May they wake up and see clearly through her maniacal scheme. She involved them in her "sickness" just to keep her cover. She does not love them. She does not love herself. Satan rendered her incapable of love decades ago.
She made a terrible mistake, hiding in the church. The greatest mistake she made was leaving me with my grandfather for the first four years of my life. That was enough time for his manly influence, truly Christian influence to effect me. It took me a long time to get up. It took a lot a prayer and Bible study for me to gain the courage to stand up to her.
If you have a demon in your life, some creature still demanding to control you, read the book of Acts. GOD gives us Holy Ghost Power. Stand on the head of that viper and crush her.
Stay in His WORD children. Read and study your Bible for yourself. Remember ; "Apart from Christ you are nothing." STAND ON HIS PROMISES!
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth, engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
GOD blessed me to be able to say it for real. To say I am jubilant is an understatement. You see GOD saved me from one of the most brilliant demons the devil ever created. Who knew, who can know, that the most vile, treacherous, conniving, selfish, cruel, carnal being can be closeted and protected in good church going families?
Why is it that the church is the last place we look for demons? Jesus warned us. We heard, but refused to listen. I tell you when I look back over my life I can scarcely believe all the evil she got away with. Yet, GOD protected me, saved me from her sick depravity.
Lets get her depravity out of the way right now. First, remember I taught you that the woman you know as Martha Jane Walters is no more. She sold herself to the devil at age sixteen. That flesh and blood you see is an aberration.
If you don't want to know GOD's Truth stop reading. GOD needed some one to tell you, to save you. GOD sent me. I am the only one that no longer fears her. I pray for my family's salvation. I pray for their courage. I pray that GOD will touch their hearts with a finger of love and deliver them from that monster.
Stop! This is not anger talking. This is love. I loved my grandfather and I am very proud of his legacy. He has nothing to be ashamed of. I will not let his name be slandered and tarnished by a sick demon.
You don't think she is a demon, huh? Why? Because she purrs like a cat and compliments? Because she is a laugh a minute and will slip a little change in your pocket? Jesus told you to look at her fruit. LOOK! I know I am not the only one she committed her carnal deeds in front of, or against.
She frightened us, she terrorized us, forbade us to tell. I am ashamed of her. GOD is ashamed of her. She is blind and foolish and refuses to hear. She is an abomination. She will not be criticized or admonished by anyone for any reason. That is why she MURDERED her 84 year old invalid father. He always kindly admonished her.
She is perfect! A perfect fool. To this very day, at eighty-six you better not think of saying anything against her. She comes unglued. Always known for her vile temper, foul mouth and black magic. If Mathy won't slap a "root" on you before 40 gods can skin a minnow, it can't be done. She will do it and in her sick depraved mind she feels justified and will brag that she did it! Poor Mathy Jane is still a child. Unfortunately a very wicked child. So evil you don't want to know about her. You don't want to hear about such. You must! GOD wants you to know. Knowledge of such evil is your only hope for protection from such. She is one among millions. Yes, unfortunately too many are hiding in the church just like her. BEWARE! Don't be foolish. Don't be intimidated. Stand up to the devil! Stand up to evil.
I will tell you one thing I know. You can search the world over and you will not find anyone more cruel and sadist than Martha Jane Walters! It is the truth, bear it. A woman so cruel we grew accustomed. She taught us not to question and above all to never tell.
I am sickened by her depravity and my cowardice. I finally forgive myself. She was my "mother". She shaped me and molded me. We all had to lose ourselves, give up our spirits and humanness. We knew that we were to never have any joy, any love, any peace in our lives without her permission.
I refuse to be her dutiful slave any longer. She taught me that she was brilliant and beautiful. That I was lucky to be in her presence. Yes, she is a fool. No, she will never repent. If you are ever to get away from her you will have to take the initiative to free yourself.
She has no power, just a loud vulgar mouth an the ability to commit the cruelest acts unimaginable without a care in the world. She is a "bad seed". As horrible as she is, do not fear her. She has done her worst. I still pray for her. My prayers may be in vain. I pray for you. I pray for my five brothers. May they wake up and see clearly through her maniacal scheme. She involved them in her "sickness" just to keep her cover. She does not love them. She does not love herself. Satan rendered her incapable of love decades ago.
She made a terrible mistake, hiding in the church. The greatest mistake she made was leaving me with my grandfather for the first four years of my life. That was enough time for his manly influence, truly Christian influence to effect me. It took me a long time to get up. It took a lot a prayer and Bible study for me to gain the courage to stand up to her.
If you have a demon in your life, some creature still demanding to control you, read the book of Acts. GOD gives us Holy Ghost Power. Stand on the head of that viper and crush her.
Stay in His WORD children. Read and study your Bible for yourself. Remember ; "Apart from Christ you are nothing." STAND ON HIS PROMISES!
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth, engulf you, cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Monday, June 25, 2012
If you think reading ...
my story makes you feel uncomfortable. Try to understand my pain and discomfort. Hot soapy enemas at age four. This ***** is crazy! I know now the only thing that saved me from a lot worse was my big mouth. I did blab. Something she cursed me for often.
I am pretty sure I told my granddaddy about the enemas. She did suddenly discontinue them.
Make sure you know there are some wicked, twisted, confused, common people on this earth. Don't you leave your child with anyone! Not until they can talk. Make sure they can and will tell.
Believe me, if there is one Jerry Sandusky, there are millions upon millions.
Why should I keep her a secret?
What if you found out that she "touched" your child, ruined your son or daughter? What if you found out that I knew about her proclivities and never warned you?
Does she get to get away with murder because she is a preacher? What Bible are you reading? Are you too embarrassed to say something? How do you think I feel?
I press on with this Truth and I will be heard!
I am pretty sure I told my granddaddy about the enemas. She did suddenly discontinue them.
Make sure you know there are some wicked, twisted, confused, common people on this earth. Don't you leave your child with anyone! Not until they can talk. Make sure they can and will tell.
Believe me, if there is one Jerry Sandusky, there are millions upon millions.
Why should I keep her a secret?
What if you found out that she "touched" your child, ruined your son or daughter? What if you found out that I knew about her proclivities and never warned you?
Does she get to get away with murder because she is a preacher? What Bible are you reading? Are you too embarrassed to say something? How do you think I feel?
I press on with this Truth and I will be heard!
Don't feel sorry for me...
feel sorry for your simple self. Somebody convinced you that you were better, could do just what you pleased because you had light skin. You were stupid enough to believe that trite.
Some one told you that you could be common and carnal if you were a good enough liar. (Nobody told you about birth control, did they?)
Some one convinced you that your fake preaching would save you from the wrath of GOD. Who told you that "wichcraft" was some special magic that only you could control?
You look in the mirror and see the fairest, most beautiful, brilliant woman in the land. I suggest you look again. While you are looking, look at the clock. Look at your deeds. I know they are too hideous. LOOK AT THEM ANYWAY!!! You did them! Now you own them. Don't you dare try to lay blame on anyone but your sorry self.
That man you got to molest me has been dead for over twenty years. Most of your partners in crime are dead also. Take your burdens to the foot of His cross and leave them there.
I ain't shutting up! You can't make me. I would have told on your ***** ******* *** along time ago if I could have figured out what you were up to. No, I listened to theses dim-witted half saved preachers talking about forgive you. They never told me that you had to repent. They never said a word about witchcraft. They never told me that your enemies would be of your own household. They just told me to tithe and to trust in the LORD. I am glad they were right about trusting in the LORD.
Now it is your turn. YOU TRUST IN HIM! Confess your sins. Repent! Say you are sorry. Say that you are ashamed of yourself. Quit hiding behind your pride. You don't get off because you are "yalla" and have good hair. GOD can not care less that you were once beautiful and had big legs and a flat *** like a white woman.
You can't trade your filth for GOD's Goodness. Quit lying! I am not the only one you messed over, tried to obliterate. Shame on you. How do you sleep at night?
Nothing you did to me ever amounted to anything. Your enslavement taught me discipline. Your perversion made me a sancified eunuch. You slept with my husband. I don't care, he was a ******. You rooted me out of the house I won. So what? It was in a bad neighborhood. You ***** slapped me over and over, told me that I was dumb, that made me study. You sent me to college with nothing. I had no clothes and no money, so I studied hard and earned a degree with honors. You destroyed every bit of prose, poetry, three manuscripts and my masters thesis, but you sure gave me a better book. I could have never dreamed of such a page turner.
You had nothng to do with it. But, through you I inherited the best grandfather a person could ever have. I thank you and Praise the LORD!
Some one told you that you could be common and carnal if you were a good enough liar. (Nobody told you about birth control, did they?)
Some one convinced you that your fake preaching would save you from the wrath of GOD. Who told you that "wichcraft" was some special magic that only you could control?
You look in the mirror and see the fairest, most beautiful, brilliant woman in the land. I suggest you look again. While you are looking, look at the clock. Look at your deeds. I know they are too hideous. LOOK AT THEM ANYWAY!!! You did them! Now you own them. Don't you dare try to lay blame on anyone but your sorry self.
That man you got to molest me has been dead for over twenty years. Most of your partners in crime are dead also. Take your burdens to the foot of His cross and leave them there.
I ain't shutting up! You can't make me. I would have told on your ***** ******* *** along time ago if I could have figured out what you were up to. No, I listened to theses dim-witted half saved preachers talking about forgive you. They never told me that you had to repent. They never said a word about witchcraft. They never told me that your enemies would be of your own household. They just told me to tithe and to trust in the LORD. I am glad they were right about trusting in the LORD.
Now it is your turn. YOU TRUST IN HIM! Confess your sins. Repent! Say you are sorry. Say that you are ashamed of yourself. Quit hiding behind your pride. You don't get off because you are "yalla" and have good hair. GOD can not care less that you were once beautiful and had big legs and a flat *** like a white woman.
You can't trade your filth for GOD's Goodness. Quit lying! I am not the only one you messed over, tried to obliterate. Shame on you. How do you sleep at night?
Nothing you did to me ever amounted to anything. Your enslavement taught me discipline. Your perversion made me a sancified eunuch. You slept with my husband. I don't care, he was a ******. You rooted me out of the house I won. So what? It was in a bad neighborhood. You ***** slapped me over and over, told me that I was dumb, that made me study. You sent me to college with nothing. I had no clothes and no money, so I studied hard and earned a degree with honors. You destroyed every bit of prose, poetry, three manuscripts and my masters thesis, but you sure gave me a better book. I could have never dreamed of such a page turner.
You had nothng to do with it. But, through you I inherited the best grandfather a person could ever have. I thank you and Praise the LORD!
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