Every thing is coming up roses...

Trust GOD children.  He will see you through.  No matter how dark the night, how rugged your road.  The wicked will never prosper.  And apparently they never learn.

Get up!  Where ever you are get up!  Love yourself!  GOD loves you.  No matter how long you hang around that demon listening to her lies she will never love you, she can't.  A person that can't love GOD can never love you.

Any one that can't love Jerome Walters is beyond any help you can ever give them.  You are somebody!  You are a child of GOD and you deserve a good life.   You are not her trash.  Don't let her continue to wipe her feet on you.

See through her sick manipulative lies.  Let's face it, she's lost and can never be found.  Do not waste another moment trying to heal her.  Heal yourself.  Mend your wounds.  The wounds she inflicted and mocks you for noticing.  She is roaring with anger because you dared to criticize her.  You are nothing and your feelings will never count.  She is not putting on.  She genuinely can't feel or love another human being on this earth.  A woman that only lives to inflict pain and is cunning enough to use GOD to have her way should be avoided like the plague she is.

When a small child bludgeons a tiny puppy to death and enjoys it, relishes it, the entire world is in trouble.  Families if you have such a child.  Don't keep her a secret.  Warn the world.  Do more than pray for her, get her some help.  Never, never, just ignore her.  Do not go along with her fantasies.  If you do, you will get what my family got, an eight-six year old demon determined to menace and wreck havoc until the day death over takes her.

Never be afraid of the truth children.  Embrace it, it will protect you.

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)

All for naught ...

You tried to make me hate myself, devalue myself.  I was nothing to you, so I didn't deserve anything in this world.  You were determined to make me suffer for burdening you with my sorry life.  No, you didn't just do it to me.  You did it to everyone you "love".

Do you actually think claiming to love someone and giving them a few sorry gifts clears you?  Do  you think your lying declarations corrects your constant sins?

You poor lady.  You are burdened with some sick hatred and insane jealousy.  You know the answer.  You know confessing your sins and accepting Christ would miraculously save your life in an instant.  You know that your pathological lies and carnal lust destroyed your life.

Is it easier to hate me?  Hate your father?  Is it easier to secretly hate everyone that ever tried to love you?
I forgive you.  I forgive you, pity you and continue to pray for you.  You sure made a sorry mess of your life because you could never embrace the truth.  You could never be wrong.

Granddaddy was right.  His simple explanation for you was ignorance.""Don't pay no attention to yo' mama....she ignut."

I have sixty-one years of your awful treachery and betrayal.  You don't have to worry about me trying to love you any more.  I don't hate you either.  That is a tremendous burden I refuse to carry any longer.

I just want you to know, all your plots, all your cunning vile manipulation and soothsaying was for naught.

I'm fine.  I'm healing.  GOD is healing that little girl you destroyed.   If you pray maybe GOD will heal yours.

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)

Unspeakable Joy -- Rev. Douglas Miller

Whitney Houston: Joy

Joy!

Do you want it? Just ask for it.  Pray to the Father and He will give it to you.   He sure will.  Do you want to be delivered from sin?  Pray.  It is as simple as that.  Are you double minded?  Good one minute, evil the next?  Pray and ask GOD for understanding.  Pray, ask for wisdom.

Man is by nature a fallen creature.  That fallen nature was given to us by Adam.  Adam and Eve did not trust GOD.  Tempted by Satan's tricks, they fell.  But, Jesus came to give us another chance.  Not  just one chance, but a million,  if we need them.  No matter how many times you fall prey to the enemy, you can always turn around.  You do have to humble yourself.  You do have to admit that you were foolish and carnal.  You do have to admit that you are ashamed.  You must repent.

There is no getting around repentance.  To repent means that you have changed your mind.  Please do not put on "Christ" to fool people.  Don't use Christ as a snare.  You will only ensnare yourself.  When you are caught you will be humiliated and furious.  Don't be furious with GOD.  Thank Him.  Thank Him for another opportunity to get it right.

Love your enemies.  Thank them for the mistreatment and pain.  It enabled you to humble yourself.  GOD knows what you need.  Praise GOD! Thank Him!

I thank GOD for each and every day of my life.  I thank Him for Jerome Walters and other true Christians just like him.  My grandfather died and went on to glory and he did not have any hatred in his heart for any man.  My grandfather loves his daughter and forgives her.  That's Christ.   That is what it means to be a Christian.  That's Joy!  That is unspeakable Joy!  Jerome Walters had a Christ like spirit.  He was a very humble man.  He had that Perfect Peace.  That is something I long for, pray for.

I get it sometime.  I have it today.  I prayed for the indwelling of His Holy Spirit.  I pray daily as I struggle in this world.  I pray as my heart aches.  I pray when my awful pain brings me crashing down to my knees.

My grandfather's heart was broken.  So many tragic events attacked him.  Yet he held on to GOD's unchanging hand.  His daughter's treacherous trickery broke his heart.  He tried, he could not change her.  I have grown frustrated and my heart aches.  I can't change her.  No amount of pleading and appeals from me can reach her.  Frightened relatives refuse to help her.

Are you yet that selfish, that blind?  Why do you laugh with her when you know full well she is lying?  You listen to her reinvent herself daily.  You know the person she declares herself to be has never existed.  Are you afraid of her "roots"?  Why?  If you believe in GOD you know that you are protected.

Could it be you are a closet demon as well?  Do you suffer with secret jealousy?  Do you get off on the suffering of others?  Can you pray?  Do you put Jesus on your lips to look good, to sound good?

Remember, man is by nature a fallen creature.  You can get up.  We can all get up.  This Christian walk is a daily fight.  If you fall, forgive yourself quickly.  Get up!  Pray and continue to fight.  Pray for GOD to take that awful excruciating pain.  Pray for GOD to take the debilitating hatred.

We serve a GOD of a million chances.  If you don't get it right today.  GOD will give you another chance if you ask Him.

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)

Cruelty and stubborn ignorance, ...

a bad mix.  No one could ever tell her anything.  She knows she knows everything.  Confidant that her lies are undetectable, her guile indiscernible, she waxed worse and worse for 86 years.

How many women would whore around on their blind husband then beat him up for complaining?  A man that married her because she was  a beautiful woman with three illegitimate children.  A man so in "love" he bought her a brand new Cadillac.

The second husband could see but didn't fare much better.  He got his a** beat on the regular.  He was treated worse.  He was not allowed to cash his check.  A foul demon she involved him in some of her debauchery early so that she would have something on him.  He would never dare divorce her like that blind man.

"You bed'not tell it!"  Your fear gave her free license to do as she pleased.  That and the awful beating, stabbing or shooting and vulgar loud cursing you would have to take.  You would get hated on.  You learned to prefer her secret hatred.  Let her pretend to love you.  Let her slob on you.  She is so convincing.

A fiercely  violent woman that still can't say she is sorry.  That is one lie Mathy refuses to tell.  Why?  You might feel better.  You might get the impression that she is not perfect.  Don't you dare think that she has ever been wrong about anything.  Any mistakes she ever made was someone else's fault.

She hates you with a passion for criticizing her, for knowing her sick disgusting truth. Truth too repulsive for her to admit to herself.  How dare you know her dark side.  "Just play dumb.  Pretend like I didn't do it. Your feelings don't count.  You're black!  You're ugly!  You are a bastard.  I could have given your sorry black a** away.  I could have aborted you like I did those other four.  Git Ova' It N****! S***! D***! I'm F****** Tired of hearing about it!  I ain't nevah gon' admit it!  Why don'cha jest shut duh F*** Up!"

 " You don't deserve to know who your daddy is!  So you were horribly sexually molested!  Get over it!  You can't prove I had nuttin' to do with it.  So you got molested for years and I nevah stopped screwing him.  Evan after I divorced him!  I'm Mathy Jane. I can do what I please.  There is no law, no Covenant, nothing that will ever prevent me from the honor I demand."

"Look at'um! Dey bed'not honor dey granddaddy! Yea I hated him! and I killed duh n*****! Dey bed'not say nuttin'! Dey bedder fear me.  A lot didn't...and I sho' made'um suffer.   Dey bedder give me the respect I demand!  I'm beautiful! I'm brilliant! I'm yalla! and I'm Mathy Jane. I'm an ordained minister in the AME Zion Church!"


Will you have the courage to honor a great man today? Or will you remain silent? Her dutiful slave.  Will you pretend that you believe Jerome Walters killed himself just to appease her?  Are you still afraid to upset her? Are you still afraid of her demonic wrath?

I will  continue to pray for you.  I pray that GOD will grant you the courage and blessings you deserve.

"Happy Birthday! Granddaddy!"

Today is the 118th anniversary of my grandfather's birth.  Jerome Walters was born July 12, 1894, in Robeson county, South Carolina.  His parents Artemus and Mary Ann Wright Walters were mostly "Indian".  Pap (Artemus) was white and Native American.  His mother Mary Ann was Native American, white and African.  Mary Ann's mother (also named Mary) was a free issue slave.  A strong willed determined woman she purchased her own freedom.  Continued to live in the same community where she was once a slave.  They say she "toted" a shot gun and refused to take guff off of anyone.

Mary Ann and Artemus Walters looked white.  Could have passed for white if they so desired.  Mary Ann was very proud of the African blood that ran warm in her veins.  That fierce pride was passed down to my grandfather.

I carry their genes.  I am also fiercely proud.  I may be the only descendant of Jerome Walters that will honor him today.  Jesus told us that a prophet is without honor in his own kingdom.  Jesus' words ring true for my family.  He will not be honored by his many descendants because they remain tethered to a demon.  A foul controlling spirit so evil she will not permit it.

She can't be bothered.  She doesn't want to be reminded.  She did the unthinkable.  She MURDERED him and forbade us to grieve or to know.  For 86 years this "woman" has reigned supreme.  You do not cross her and you do not talk about her .  You must feign ignorance, play along with her fantasy.  She pretends that she isn't evil, that she is a saintly mother, grandmother, preacher trying to live for the "Lawd".  "I'm jest sending up timber!".

You must tip around her, bow to her, pay homage to her false deity.  She is a common lying whore of the lowest magnitude.  But, you must pretend that you don't know.  Be careful of what you say to her because she may go into a rage and you will suffer.  Brilliantly self trained in the black arts you will suffer if she even thinks you know too much or have too much.  You can search the world over and you will not find a woman more cunning, conniving or evil.  She will play the fool as she scrambles your brain.

The fact is Martha is very jealous and envious of her dad.  She refused to be disciplined and honest, ridiculed him and called him a fool.  Angry that he was always right.  Infuriated because she could never out do him or out think him.  Jealous of his good name and wisdom, one day she was finally fed up and shot him in the heart.  Never batted an eye.  Martha has nerves of steel for wickedness.

She is not ashamed of what she did.  She is very proud.  He talked about her.  He told her repeatedly that she was going to hell.  He had the nerve to complain about her chronic mistreatment.  So, she devised a "suicide", shot him through the heart.  Confident that her "black magic" would protect her she has never missed a step or had one moment or regret.

When has anyone ever told any thing on Martha Jane?  A woman that committed unpardonable sin, year after year,  for eighty-six years.  A woman so fierce being "outed" has never occurred to Martha.  Plus she doesn't care.  She's eight-six, she's too smart, has surrounded herself with too many flunkies and minions.  You are nothing in her eyes, just another tool, just something to laugh at and to secretly torture.

Jesus told me; "Fear no man" for years.  Told me that all my life in fact.  I heard him but I feared her any way.     I got in line fearing her along with everyone else.  When a demon rocks you in the cradle it is very difficult to brake the psychological spell and emotional bond she has over you.  It took the tragic MURDER of my grandfather to force me to see her for the monster she truly is.

I do have an explanation for the quandary we find ourselves in.  "For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this age, against spiritual hosts of wickedness in the heavenly places." (Ephesians 6:12)

My poor brothers have suffered greatly and are suffering now but they can't let go.  They are in love with their flesh and blood "mother".  They have yet to realize this monster is an aberration.   So cunning and kind, using a mother's tender love to slay her sons.

I know for a fact that her body is a spiritual host for the most demonic wickedness.  A woman so ignorant, lost and fallen , she had her little toddler bastard children down on a grave collecting "goofer dust".  I was three years old but I can still hear myself asking; "Wha'cha doing Mathy Jane?"  Not only did she tell us, she taught us how to gather it.  I still remember my first lesson.

We were in the deep dark woods in the cemetery where my grandfather lays dead in an unmarked grave.  It's called the "Cow field".  It is a very tranquil place.  The Cape Fear river flows gemtly only a few hundred yards from it.  She told us to get down on our knees and to collect the dust in one sweeping motion; " Gather it in duh name of the the Father, duh son and duh Holy Ghost, throw it ova' yo' left shoulder...what's left in yo' hand you keep."  She took her dust home and sewed it into little red pillows and soaked them in Hoyt's Cologne.

"If you want good luck you get yo' dirt off ugh a innocent baby grave.  I like dis one heah, luddle Nerissa...she only lived two days.  You know she innocent.  If you want to do bad, get yo' dirt off ugh a murdered man's grave.  Dis n****** heah wuz sho evil."

That's where it started.  She invited that evil spirit to dwell in her.  You can dismiss what I tell you if you want to.  I have infallible evidence.  Go to the book of Ezekiel.  Chapter 13, verses 19 - 23.  That's her.  GOD is against her magic charms.  GOD delivered me! Praise the LORD!

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 yo in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster ( the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)