"I'm coming befo' you Lawd, knee bent and body bowed, as an empty pitchur befo' a full fountain desiring to be filled with your goodness ..." I heard that prayer so often in Wesley Chapel A.M.E.Zion church I could not help but memorize it.
I always thought it was very eloquent and poetic. The saints of Wesley Chapel in Wade, North Carolina were certainly very dedicated and disciplined. The real saints attended every Sunday and worshipped all day long. First Sunday school, then "preachin'". We would often have dinner on the yard, then night service often simply called "Sangin'". Members from all of the nearby churches would send their best choirs and soloists. We would "sang", tear the roof off with just an old out of tune piano and some tambourines. We did a lot of foot stomping, hand clapping and shouting.
The best "shouters" would show their stuff with a dance across the floor very reminiscent of James Brown. I sat there is rapt attention, memorizing every step that I was sure to repeat just as soon as I got home. I was going to preach to those chickens. My brother and I would play church. Sometimes he let me be the preacher. Mostly I just "shouted". I would get the Holy Ghost and run all over the yard.
One dear saint still stands out in my mind, Sister Carrie. I can see her so clearly. Not only did she have a very distinctive style of dance, she had a radiance, a beautiful countenance. Sister Carrie was crow black. Her skin was silky smooth, not a wrinkle or blemish and I know she was very old because her hair was snow white. She was as black as any skillet, but radiant. I remember her because her husband Mr. Jerry was good friends with my grandfather.
We would visit them periodically. They were quite a couple, Mr. Jerry and Miss Carrie. I remember because that is how they referred to each other. "Mr. Jerry, you want sumpin'teet?" she would call and Mr. Jerry would respond; "Not right ni, thanky mam Miss Carey."
They were a sweet couple, always polite and caring towards each other. Sister Carrie was in the church every time the doors opened and Mr. Jerry refused to be caught dead in a church. Mr. Jerry refused to be a hypocrite. He still embidded in demon alcohol and I think Sunday mornings was his favorite time to get plastered. Mr. Jerry and Miss Carrie were mirror opposites. He was tall, very fair skinned with straight hair that had a little bend in the almost curl that hit the back of his neck. Miss Carrie, crow black, rather short in stature, with snow white hair that could pass for wool or soft cotton.
They loved each other, I could tell. She didn't worry him about drinking and he didn't bother her about all that church attending.
When the prayer started with "Knee bent" I instinctively knew this was going to be a long one complete with moans, sanctified grunts and groans. The designated "Pray-er" would start off by blessing every one in the world including the President. I knew his long prayer was finally coming to a dynamic close when he finally got to the part about thanking Gawd "fa' waking me up in my right mind."
"Waking up in your right mind" was considered a true blessing from GOD. As a child I had no idea what a precious blessing that was. I could not know how this world could toss and turn you. I didn't know how your enemies could plague you. No one told me that my own family would one day turn against me.
No matter what this world does to you. No matter what they say against you stand up for GOD. Rebuke the devil. GOD will bring you through it and He will wake you up in your right mind.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth, engulf you and cloak you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
Monday, August 6, 2012
GOD's Truth is so simple ..
mere babies can discern it. The Truth is if you have Christ in your heart you can hate no man. You can't do it. You can't hate and you can't lie. That is your litmus test. You can't envy and covet either. You certainly will not plot to destroy your loved ones.
My grandfather lived to be eighty-four years old and he left this earth with no hatred in his heart for any man or woman. He didn't even hate his daughter that took pleasure is secretly torturing and humiliating him daily. My granddaddy simply prayed for her without ceasing because he knew that she was afflicted with a demon that she refused to let go of.
My grandfather understood Matthew 15: 22 - 28. Read it. There was a woman who had a daughter that was afflicted with a demon spirit. "...my daughter is grievously vexed with a devil." Surely that's my mother, grievously vexed with a devil. For any woman to do the kinds of things she has done for so long. She menaces and plots against every one she knows for what she thinks is delicious pleasure , but she is the one that is truly tortured.
What could be worse than living a very long time pretending to love people you absolutely loathe? How low and common do you have to be to harm little children? Worse of all to blow a huge hole into the chest of a saved man, a good man, one of GOD's true Christians.
What kind of mind showers herself with gifts just to dole out a few trinkets to people she is too cowardly to tell that she hates them, blames them. What kind of mind refuses to accept the fact that it was her serious "whorishness", promiscuity that kept any good man from her?
What kind of person would insist that every one in the world go along with her fairy tale, put on "Christian" persona just so she will never have to repent? What kind of mind is it that insists on bludgeoning and brutalizing the children she robbed of all happiness?
Martha is suffering, she is vexed with a demon of monumental magnitude. She can play act, lie and deny. GOD knows. She can intimidate and bully. A person has to be terrorized with some serious fear to help her maintain, closet and protect her demons. She is not that smart. But she is that afflicted. She along with her many minions are totally blind.
There is so much beauty and compassion in the story with the daughter that is afflicted with a demon. That mother had some awesome true love. For her to beg Jesus to save her daughter is a beautiful testimony in itself. How many of us get fed up with our loved ones that are suffering with demons? We just want to get away from them, to save ourselves.
My grandfather had to know his daughter was plagued with demons. He knew that she brought them on herself. She was rebellious and hardheaded. He never gave up on her. He prayed for her daily, until his dying day. My grandfather told me; "Always love your mother baby, always help her."
My grandfather was a true humble Christian. Something I aspire to be. He would remind her that she was going to hell often. But, he never called her names or reviled her. He never threw her past in her face. He never shared her horrible deeds with us. What I learned about her she told me.
No matter what, I will always believe that my grandfather sacrificed his life, his happiness for us, for his grandchildren. That's why I can't let his name remain tarnished. I will not let Martha's lie live. She is common, savage and brutal. She knows better but so eaten up with hatred and envy she refuses to change.
I will not attend or affiliate with a "church" that continues to hide her, pretending that they don't know. I love my family. If I have to love them from afar that is what I will do. I will not call a monster "mother". I do forgive her but I will never forget.
There is hope. That woman came and worshipped Jesus and He said ;"It is not meet to take the children's bread and cast it to dogs." Was Jesus suggesting that her daughter vexed with the demon spirit was as low as a dog? I don't know. But the woman never gave up. She said ; "Truth, LORD: yet the dogs eat the crumbs which fall from their master's table."
Her great faith and insistence touched Jesus' heart. "O woman, great is thy faith: be it unto thee even as thou wilt." And her daughter was made whole from that very hour.
We have to love the hell out of our enemies. You must know that a person, a mother, a daughter, willing to destroy her whole family just so she can pretend to be something she is not is suffering tragically, needlessly. A woman that that is willing to pretend to love you just to destroy you, lacketh understanding.
A mind so confused, she loves to hates and hates to love, is in need of your prayers, not your cowardly fear. She can't beat you any more physically. She can't bind, gag and lacerate you. She can't rape you and twist your mind into hating yourself. You don't have to keep her house of horrors secret because you are ashamed.
She is the one that should be ashamed. I believe deep inside she is. Eight-six years built around a mountain of lies and disguises is disgusting. I can't hate her. I can only pity my mother and pray for her. I pray for my brothers still held hostage by her nauseating shame.
I call on the name of Jesus. Dear LORD have pity on my poor mother. Release her from that demonic spirit that she invited into her heart. Release her from the bondage and ignorance she deliberately solicited Dear Father. She is ignorant, she is lost, trying to bumble and stumble her way into your Grace.
Open their eyes LORD bring them to the light. Bring me to the light LORD. Do not let me hate anyone. I beg your forgiveness LORD. In the Mighty name of Jesus the Christ I humbly pray.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
*Thank you Rev. Sammy Williamson for citing this scripture in your sermon yesterday.
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
My grandfather lived to be eighty-four years old and he left this earth with no hatred in his heart for any man or woman. He didn't even hate his daughter that took pleasure is secretly torturing and humiliating him daily. My granddaddy simply prayed for her without ceasing because he knew that she was afflicted with a demon that she refused to let go of.
My grandfather understood Matthew 15: 22 - 28. Read it. There was a woman who had a daughter that was afflicted with a demon spirit. "...my daughter is grievously vexed with a devil." Surely that's my mother, grievously vexed with a devil. For any woman to do the kinds of things she has done for so long. She menaces and plots against every one she knows for what she thinks is delicious pleasure , but she is the one that is truly tortured.
What could be worse than living a very long time pretending to love people you absolutely loathe? How low and common do you have to be to harm little children? Worse of all to blow a huge hole into the chest of a saved man, a good man, one of GOD's true Christians.
What kind of mind showers herself with gifts just to dole out a few trinkets to people she is too cowardly to tell that she hates them, blames them. What kind of mind refuses to accept the fact that it was her serious "whorishness", promiscuity that kept any good man from her?
What kind of person would insist that every one in the world go along with her fairy tale, put on "Christian" persona just so she will never have to repent? What kind of mind is it that insists on bludgeoning and brutalizing the children she robbed of all happiness?
Martha is suffering, she is vexed with a demon of monumental magnitude. She can play act, lie and deny. GOD knows. She can intimidate and bully. A person has to be terrorized with some serious fear to help her maintain, closet and protect her demons. She is not that smart. But she is that afflicted. She along with her many minions are totally blind.
There is so much beauty and compassion in the story with the daughter that is afflicted with a demon. That mother had some awesome true love. For her to beg Jesus to save her daughter is a beautiful testimony in itself. How many of us get fed up with our loved ones that are suffering with demons? We just want to get away from them, to save ourselves.
My grandfather had to know his daughter was plagued with demons. He knew that she brought them on herself. She was rebellious and hardheaded. He never gave up on her. He prayed for her daily, until his dying day. My grandfather told me; "Always love your mother baby, always help her."
My grandfather was a true humble Christian. Something I aspire to be. He would remind her that she was going to hell often. But, he never called her names or reviled her. He never threw her past in her face. He never shared her horrible deeds with us. What I learned about her she told me.
No matter what, I will always believe that my grandfather sacrificed his life, his happiness for us, for his grandchildren. That's why I can't let his name remain tarnished. I will not let Martha's lie live. She is common, savage and brutal. She knows better but so eaten up with hatred and envy she refuses to change.
I will not attend or affiliate with a "church" that continues to hide her, pretending that they don't know. I love my family. If I have to love them from afar that is what I will do. I will not call a monster "mother". I do forgive her but I will never forget.
There is hope. That woman came and worshipped Jesus and He said ;"It is not meet to take the children's bread and cast it to dogs." Was Jesus suggesting that her daughter vexed with the demon spirit was as low as a dog? I don't know. But the woman never gave up. She said ; "Truth, LORD: yet the dogs eat the crumbs which fall from their master's table."
Her great faith and insistence touched Jesus' heart. "O woman, great is thy faith: be it unto thee even as thou wilt." And her daughter was made whole from that very hour.
We have to love the hell out of our enemies. You must know that a person, a mother, a daughter, willing to destroy her whole family just so she can pretend to be something she is not is suffering tragically, needlessly. A woman that that is willing to pretend to love you just to destroy you, lacketh understanding.
A mind so confused, she loves to hates and hates to love, is in need of your prayers, not your cowardly fear. She can't beat you any more physically. She can't bind, gag and lacerate you. She can't rape you and twist your mind into hating yourself. You don't have to keep her house of horrors secret because you are ashamed.
She is the one that should be ashamed. I believe deep inside she is. Eight-six years built around a mountain of lies and disguises is disgusting. I can't hate her. I can only pity my mother and pray for her. I pray for my brothers still held hostage by her nauseating shame.
I call on the name of Jesus. Dear LORD have pity on my poor mother. Release her from that demonic spirit that she invited into her heart. Release her from the bondage and ignorance she deliberately solicited Dear Father. She is ignorant, she is lost, trying to bumble and stumble her way into your Grace.
Open their eyes LORD bring them to the light. Bring me to the light LORD. Do not let me hate anyone. I beg your forgiveness LORD. In the Mighty name of Jesus the Christ I humbly pray.
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
*Thank you Rev. Sammy Williamson for citing this scripture in your sermon yesterday.
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Saturday, August 4, 2012
"Oh ye of little faith ..."
Increase your faith. Close your eyes. Trust GOD. No matter what you are going through, trust GOD to lead and guide you. He will bring you trough it greater than when you went in.
"All things work together for the good of those that love the LORD." Adversity can make or break you. Don't let that demon break you! When adversity or tragedy comes, don't walk away from GOD. Run to GOD!
"The greater the trial, the greater the difficulty, the greater the blessing" (Brother Ricky Bradford)
I've have had some great tragedy in my life. My mother is an albatross. A lying whore that lives to inflict pain. We all know it, always knew it. But, part of her pathology is to deny your pain. You are forbidden to cry or complain while she laughs. I am tormented because I hate her but I love the LORD. The LORD told me to hate no man. But, this woman is beyond sick, beyond sadistic. Dear LORD, how can I love her? Yes I did love her, once, growing up. It was the natural love that a child has, is born with. As I grew that love turned to fear, then hope.
It was a series of events that opened my eyes this last time. There is no hope. I refused to believe she MURDERED my grandfather until it became crystal clear. It was when I finally recalled all of the perversion. Only a woman with a perverted mind such as hers could MURDER their saintly father.
They say hate the sin , don't hate the person. How do you separate the two when she has never stopped. The more you forgive the worse she gets. I feel very foolish when I recount the many awful acts I forgave her for. I feel even dumber when I trace so much tragedy and menacing deeds back to her. The bible says "their feet are swift to run to mischief." That's her, that's Mathy. The whole time this ignorant boob is laughing. Pretending to enjoy the pain she inflicts. I don't believe it for one second. She is caught in a loop. She feels low and unworthy for the things she has done, for the life she has lead. Then when she encounters any one she grows jealous and plots, commits evil. Then she feels lower and more unworthy than before. Then she repeats the cycle. You can't help her. She hates and resents you for trying to help her. She hates you for not being as dirty and low down. You can't win. You can not befriend or love her. No matter what you do you will get the same result. A stab in the back. "From such stay away."
Throwing your shoes and clothes away is her favorite (secret) ploy. She will even help you look for your stuff. It took me years to finally figure out why I was always losing one shoe. She loves to mess with "dodo". I was four years old and a neighbor offended her and she smeared a large quantity of fecal matter on his door. I was around 18 and I picked up my bath cloth to wash my face and it was full of fecal matter! She mailed me her fecal matter in a letter.
That's too weird, too disgusting, mailing people chicken guts and fecal matter. Just as soon as she does it she pretends that she didn't do it. Say she did it! Accuse her if you dare. You just might get stabbed or shot. Getting off with just a good cussing out is simply due to her age and distance.
No, I can't say she is crazy because she is too smart. I can call her demon possessed and a fake Christian with the up most confidence. She demands to be feared. I refuse! You can't hate her but she can hate you.
Forget what she did to me. It is what I saw, it is what I know she did to my brothers. Adolf Hitler didn't have a mind like hers. He killed , he tortured, but not like this woman. I will not retell it here. The world is not ready. I am not ready.
The fact that she could take an old rusty .38 pistol and the blow her father's heart out and dare us to know, to say anything, is horrifying enough. I am ashamed to say that we were dumb enough, terrified enough to be duped. She just lived too long. I came to my senses too soon. Not soon enough, but too soon for her. I can't lie and cloak for her. Call me a prude. I have never liked whorish women, men either. Promiscuity in anyone reviles me.
Preaching! Why!? Perverted! Just as perverted as the day is long! Does she think her "preaching" pleases GOD? Is it her homemade repentance? If she can bring others to Christ with her eloquent preaching and performing, GOD will feel flattered and let her off the hook? No one brags about what a great preacher she is more than she does. Poor woman, she demands the good seats in high places. Demands to be seen, lauded and loved. Demands that you forget the awful things she has done to you over and over and over. 86 and will still cuss you the **** out!
It is hilarious, an old woman with a filthy mouth. I did get that from her. (I'm working on it)
Poor Mathy Jane scrambled her own brain with her witchcraft and hoodoo. Let that be a lesson to you! Stay away from witchcraft, palm and tarot card readers. Do not call the psychic hot line. Don't even read your horoscope! DO NOT EVER GO DOWN ON A GRAVE COLLECTING "GOOFER DUST"!
"All things work together for the good of those that love the LORD." Adversity can make or break you. Don't let that demon break you! When adversity or tragedy comes, don't walk away from GOD. Run to GOD!
"The greater the trial, the greater the difficulty, the greater the blessing" (Brother Ricky Bradford)
I've have had some great tragedy in my life. My mother is an albatross. A lying whore that lives to inflict pain. We all know it, always knew it. But, part of her pathology is to deny your pain. You are forbidden to cry or complain while she laughs. I am tormented because I hate her but I love the LORD. The LORD told me to hate no man. But, this woman is beyond sick, beyond sadistic. Dear LORD, how can I love her? Yes I did love her, once, growing up. It was the natural love that a child has, is born with. As I grew that love turned to fear, then hope.
It was a series of events that opened my eyes this last time. There is no hope. I refused to believe she MURDERED my grandfather until it became crystal clear. It was when I finally recalled all of the perversion. Only a woman with a perverted mind such as hers could MURDER their saintly father.
They say hate the sin , don't hate the person. How do you separate the two when she has never stopped. The more you forgive the worse she gets. I feel very foolish when I recount the many awful acts I forgave her for. I feel even dumber when I trace so much tragedy and menacing deeds back to her. The bible says "their feet are swift to run to mischief." That's her, that's Mathy. The whole time this ignorant boob is laughing. Pretending to enjoy the pain she inflicts. I don't believe it for one second. She is caught in a loop. She feels low and unworthy for the things she has done, for the life she has lead. Then when she encounters any one she grows jealous and plots, commits evil. Then she feels lower and more unworthy than before. Then she repeats the cycle. You can't help her. She hates and resents you for trying to help her. She hates you for not being as dirty and low down. You can't win. You can not befriend or love her. No matter what you do you will get the same result. A stab in the back. "From such stay away."
Throwing your shoes and clothes away is her favorite (secret) ploy. She will even help you look for your stuff. It took me years to finally figure out why I was always losing one shoe. She loves to mess with "dodo". I was four years old and a neighbor offended her and she smeared a large quantity of fecal matter on his door. I was around 18 and I picked up my bath cloth to wash my face and it was full of fecal matter! She mailed me her fecal matter in a letter.
That's too weird, too disgusting, mailing people chicken guts and fecal matter. Just as soon as she does it she pretends that she didn't do it. Say she did it! Accuse her if you dare. You just might get stabbed or shot. Getting off with just a good cussing out is simply due to her age and distance.
No, I can't say she is crazy because she is too smart. I can call her demon possessed and a fake Christian with the up most confidence. She demands to be feared. I refuse! You can't hate her but she can hate you.
Forget what she did to me. It is what I saw, it is what I know she did to my brothers. Adolf Hitler didn't have a mind like hers. He killed , he tortured, but not like this woman. I will not retell it here. The world is not ready. I am not ready.
The fact that she could take an old rusty .38 pistol and the blow her father's heart out and dare us to know, to say anything, is horrifying enough. I am ashamed to say that we were dumb enough, terrified enough to be duped. She just lived too long. I came to my senses too soon. Not soon enough, but too soon for her. I can't lie and cloak for her. Call me a prude. I have never liked whorish women, men either. Promiscuity in anyone reviles me.
Preaching! Why!? Perverted! Just as perverted as the day is long! Does she think her "preaching" pleases GOD? Is it her homemade repentance? If she can bring others to Christ with her eloquent preaching and performing, GOD will feel flattered and let her off the hook? No one brags about what a great preacher she is more than she does. Poor woman, she demands the good seats in high places. Demands to be seen, lauded and loved. Demands that you forget the awful things she has done to you over and over and over. 86 and will still cuss you the **** out!
It is hilarious, an old woman with a filthy mouth. I did get that from her. (I'm working on it)
Poor Mathy Jane scrambled her own brain with her witchcraft and hoodoo. Let that be a lesson to you! Stay away from witchcraft, palm and tarot card readers. Do not call the psychic hot line. Don't even read your horoscope! DO NOT EVER GO DOWN ON A GRAVE COLLECTING "GOOFER DUST"!
Yes ma'am ...
I know what it is to be tortured, to be brought low. I know what it is to be miserable. To be held hostage by a "stanking skant" too repulsive and cowardly to acknowledge herself.
Yea, brother I know what long suffering truly is. Maybe reincarnation is real. It could be that I'm getting paid back for a horrible life I lived thousands of years ago.
Deep inside I know that none of that is true. All my answers, all truth is in GOD's WORD. GOD gave us a book and if we study it we can not avoid knowing His truth. "For rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft, And stubbornness is as iniquity and idolatry." (1 Samuel 15: 23a)
"Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, and to hearken than the fat of rams." (verse 22 b)
My grandfather taught me that a "little learning" was a dangerous thing. My mother Martha only got a "little learning". She never had the thirst for knowledge her father had. She never acquired his integrity or honesty. Just pretty enough to be called beautiful. Unfortunately too common to be any one's wife or mother. But brilliant, cunning and cruel enough to get over on the world for eighty-six years.
That's not quite true. She burned many that knew to flee her. Some talked about her, told the truth. Most didn't because they usually shared her unspeakable sins before they caught on. She will involve you in something that you would not tell GOD. That's pretty smart. A plot designed by Satan himself. Then there is the voodoo, the black magic.
Any woman carnal enough, wicked enough to solicit demonic spirits should be avoided, shunned. But, if you are born into the clutches of such a woman you're in trouble. You need the LORD Jesus Christ.We all need Jesus, but children of such women need our prayers and intervention.
There are too many such children suffering on this earth. There are far too many uncaring "Christians" too busy living their phony lives to get involved in some one's miserable tortured life.
These "Christians" continue to attend church ever Sunday. Singing, praying, paying their tithes, secretly glad someone is more miserable than they are. Such abandoned and tortured souls make them feel a little better. They get to brag about their great pedigree. How their mother and father were always happily married, never argued, never had a spat. Their parents were never whorish or carnal. They were never molested or even whipped.
These holier than thou "Christian" saints convince themselves that they are somehow more blessed, better than and therefore do not have to concern themselves with the misery of the low class. They may here tell that their very own associate minister is such a pedophile, a MURDERER. They don't care. "So what? It happened a long time ago. I don't believe it. She's so nice, she's so pretty. ..S***! the ***** might mess around and put a "root" on me."
"Tough tiddy! ... glad it wasn't me." Still secretly glad just the same because that "Christian" saint really doesn't have much. If nothing else let the world admire their college degrees, their miserable marriages that they pretend are so wonderful. Let the world admire and envy as Sister or Brother So-in-so gloat while driving around in their luxury cars. Walk a little taller, puff up your pomposity as you park your status symbol in your three car garage in the mini mansion you know you will never pay for.
The world has too many problems. You can't concern yourself with scarred abused children. Why say something now? The fact is you are no better than she is. She can not love or care about another human being on this earth and neither can you.
"I wish she would shut up already!" "I'm tired of hearing about it." "If Gawd want to do sump'in to hur He will ... let bygones be bygones."
One thing you better know. Every WORD in that book is true! You will reap what you sow. What did Jesus tell you? "If you did it unto the least one of these... you did it unto me."
I was the "least one of theses". Born to a known whore that hated me in the womb. Never a father in evidence. Born too black to be loved. A mother that traded her children to her perverted husband and lovers for a few dollars and laughed. A woman that still believes she got over on the church and GOD. A denomination, the A.M.E.Zion church, and a family, still too sorry or too terrified to do any thing about her. Children so wounded, so miserable, they languish, not knowing which way to turn.
Woman! You did every thing demonic to me that you could. You think you ruined my life. WELL YOU DIDN'T! Out of all the heartless miserable things you've done over 86 years there is one thing you should not have done. You should not have taken my granddaddy's life. You are not worthy to wipe his feet. You stand there stoic and seething with anger and rage because I know and I won't shut up. I will never shut up! You may never confess and you may never be indicted. But, I will never shut up!
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)
Yea, brother I know what long suffering truly is. Maybe reincarnation is real. It could be that I'm getting paid back for a horrible life I lived thousands of years ago.
Deep inside I know that none of that is true. All my answers, all truth is in GOD's WORD. GOD gave us a book and if we study it we can not avoid knowing His truth. "For rebellion is as the sin of witchcraft, And stubbornness is as iniquity and idolatry." (1 Samuel 15: 23a)
"Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice, and to hearken than the fat of rams." (verse 22 b)
My grandfather taught me that a "little learning" was a dangerous thing. My mother Martha only got a "little learning". She never had the thirst for knowledge her father had. She never acquired his integrity or honesty. Just pretty enough to be called beautiful. Unfortunately too common to be any one's wife or mother. But brilliant, cunning and cruel enough to get over on the world for eighty-six years.
That's not quite true. She burned many that knew to flee her. Some talked about her, told the truth. Most didn't because they usually shared her unspeakable sins before they caught on. She will involve you in something that you would not tell GOD. That's pretty smart. A plot designed by Satan himself. Then there is the voodoo, the black magic.
Any woman carnal enough, wicked enough to solicit demonic spirits should be avoided, shunned. But, if you are born into the clutches of such a woman you're in trouble. You need the LORD Jesus Christ.We all need Jesus, but children of such women need our prayers and intervention.
There are too many such children suffering on this earth. There are far too many uncaring "Christians" too busy living their phony lives to get involved in some one's miserable tortured life.
These "Christians" continue to attend church ever Sunday. Singing, praying, paying their tithes, secretly glad someone is more miserable than they are. Such abandoned and tortured souls make them feel a little better. They get to brag about their great pedigree. How their mother and father were always happily married, never argued, never had a spat. Their parents were never whorish or carnal. They were never molested or even whipped.
These holier than thou "Christian" saints convince themselves that they are somehow more blessed, better than and therefore do not have to concern themselves with the misery of the low class. They may here tell that their very own associate minister is such a pedophile, a MURDERER. They don't care. "So what? It happened a long time ago. I don't believe it. She's so nice, she's so pretty. ..S***! the ***** might mess around and put a "root" on me."
"Tough tiddy! ... glad it wasn't me." Still secretly glad just the same because that "Christian" saint really doesn't have much. If nothing else let the world admire their college degrees, their miserable marriages that they pretend are so wonderful. Let the world admire and envy as Sister or Brother So-in-so gloat while driving around in their luxury cars. Walk a little taller, puff up your pomposity as you park your status symbol in your three car garage in the mini mansion you know you will never pay for.
The world has too many problems. You can't concern yourself with scarred abused children. Why say something now? The fact is you are no better than she is. She can not love or care about another human being on this earth and neither can you.
"I wish she would shut up already!" "I'm tired of hearing about it." "If Gawd want to do sump'in to hur He will ... let bygones be bygones."
One thing you better know. Every WORD in that book is true! You will reap what you sow. What did Jesus tell you? "If you did it unto the least one of these... you did it unto me."
I was the "least one of theses". Born to a known whore that hated me in the womb. Never a father in evidence. Born too black to be loved. A mother that traded her children to her perverted husband and lovers for a few dollars and laughed. A woman that still believes she got over on the church and GOD. A denomination, the A.M.E.Zion church, and a family, still too sorry or too terrified to do any thing about her. Children so wounded, so miserable, they languish, not knowing which way to turn.
Woman! You did every thing demonic to me that you could. You think you ruined my life. WELL YOU DIDN'T! Out of all the heartless miserable things you've done over 86 years there is one thing you should not have done. You should not have taken my granddaddy's life. You are not worthy to wipe his feet. You stand there stoic and seething with anger and rage because I know and I won't shut up. I will never shut up! You may never confess and you may never be indicted. But, I will never shut up!
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)
Friday, August 3, 2012
"Fa' Sho'!"
Never be ashamed of where you came from, your heritage. There is no such thing as a superior race or a superior language. Dismiss that nonsense right now. Money and status can't make you happy.
If you ever want to be happy, truly happy, you must have the Holy Spirit. Christ must be alive and well in your heart. "Love ye one another as I have loved you." If you are crawling around, slithering and coiling your demonic possessed self around your loved ones pretending to be something that you are not, you are going to be miserable.
You will never be able to acquire enough things. You will be insatiable, always dissatisfied, full of complaints. Your life might be long but it will not be worth living. And when you are dead your loved ones will be glad to see you go.
If you make a mistake be the first one to admit that you slipped, fell and busted your head. Don't spend your time or waste your breath screaming and having tantrums against your "admonishers". We are all sinful by nature, a "nature" given to us by Adam and Eve.
Never be a liar! If you can't tell the truth, shut up, live alone, take a vow of silence. What ever you do don't be double minded. A saint on Sunday and a demon on Monday. Don't ever believe you can bully and intimidate your way into living your carnal life of pleasure. Don't assume because you got away with a mountain of dirt GOD blessed you only and turned His head.
GOD knows every hair on our head and He has a plan and a purpose for each and every life. No, it is never too late to come into the Kingdom. It is never too late to love.
What I know, I know; I got the Holy Ghost at age eight. I leaped for joy all over that apartment, 6C Honeycutt Road, Fort Bragg, North Carolina. I called on Jesus to save me! He saved me! My soul was on fire! I was leaping and dancing, screaming "Save me GeeeeeeeeeeeeZuuusssssssssssss!" Jesus came into my heart to stay.
My mother was after to me with a belt, claiming she was going to beat the ;"living water s*** out of me." Something told me to call on the LORD. I was obedient, humbly and confidently called on the LORD and He saved me. Right there in our living room. She didn't touch me. I knew right then that sadist, that woman masquerading as a mother couldn't touch me.
No, she never stopped menacing me. She never stopped her secret torture or her plots. But, Almighty GOD placed Jerome Walters in my path, kept him in my life. Praise the LORD. Only GOD knew how she secretly hated him, secretly hated me, hated all of us.
GOD has allowed her to live all these years. He has permitted her to do her worse, just to show her He loves her. Just so she can realize His gift of forgiveness.
Live righteously children. No matter what this world tells you. Love the LORD, trust Him. "For You, O LORD, will bless the righteous; With favor You will surround him as with a shield." Psalm 5:12
No one has to cling to a demon. GOD has rendered her powerless. All she ever had over you was demonic cruelty. She used her brilliant superior intelligence for wrong doing, for manipulation. She starved you of a mother's love just to enslave you. Do not let her lack of faith infect you.
Give the rest of your life to Christ. Trust Him. GOD is fighting for you! He will encamp His Angels around you if you ask Him. Read Psalm 32.
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)
If you ever want to be happy, truly happy, you must have the Holy Spirit. Christ must be alive and well in your heart. "Love ye one another as I have loved you." If you are crawling around, slithering and coiling your demonic possessed self around your loved ones pretending to be something that you are not, you are going to be miserable.
You will never be able to acquire enough things. You will be insatiable, always dissatisfied, full of complaints. Your life might be long but it will not be worth living. And when you are dead your loved ones will be glad to see you go.
If you make a mistake be the first one to admit that you slipped, fell and busted your head. Don't spend your time or waste your breath screaming and having tantrums against your "admonishers". We are all sinful by nature, a "nature" given to us by Adam and Eve.
Never be a liar! If you can't tell the truth, shut up, live alone, take a vow of silence. What ever you do don't be double minded. A saint on Sunday and a demon on Monday. Don't ever believe you can bully and intimidate your way into living your carnal life of pleasure. Don't assume because you got away with a mountain of dirt GOD blessed you only and turned His head.
GOD knows every hair on our head and He has a plan and a purpose for each and every life. No, it is never too late to come into the Kingdom. It is never too late to love.
What I know, I know; I got the Holy Ghost at age eight. I leaped for joy all over that apartment, 6C Honeycutt Road, Fort Bragg, North Carolina. I called on Jesus to save me! He saved me! My soul was on fire! I was leaping and dancing, screaming "Save me GeeeeeeeeeeeeZuuusssssssssssss!" Jesus came into my heart to stay.
My mother was after to me with a belt, claiming she was going to beat the ;"living water s*** out of me." Something told me to call on the LORD. I was obedient, humbly and confidently called on the LORD and He saved me. Right there in our living room. She didn't touch me. I knew right then that sadist, that woman masquerading as a mother couldn't touch me.
No, she never stopped menacing me. She never stopped her secret torture or her plots. But, Almighty GOD placed Jerome Walters in my path, kept him in my life. Praise the LORD. Only GOD knew how she secretly hated him, secretly hated me, hated all of us.
GOD has allowed her to live all these years. He has permitted her to do her worse, just to show her He loves her. Just so she can realize His gift of forgiveness.
Live righteously children. No matter what this world tells you. Love the LORD, trust Him. "For You, O LORD, will bless the righteous; With favor You will surround him as with a shield." Psalm 5:12
No one has to cling to a demon. GOD has rendered her powerless. All she ever had over you was demonic cruelty. She used her brilliant superior intelligence for wrong doing, for manipulation. She starved you of a mother's love just to enslave you. Do not let her lack of faith infect you.
Give the rest of your life to Christ. Trust Him. GOD is fighting for you! He will encamp His Angels around you if you ask Him. Read Psalm 32.
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)
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
Every one should read the book of Job ...
and study it carefully. "Though he (Satan) slay me, yet shall I serve the LORD." No matter how dark your midnights, how cunning and deceitful your arch enemy. Serve the LORD! Hold on to GOD's unchanging hand. Know in every fiber of your being GOD is going to rescue you.
One day you will realize that GOD was with you all the time. GOD was right there leading and guiding you, protecting you. GOD lined up all the right people and put them in your path. All of those evil people that deliberately hurt you for their selfish pleasure will find out they were the pawns.
Jesus commanded us to ;"Love ye one another as I have loved you." There is no greater feeling, no greater experience. If you can't love you are truly in bad shape. If you can't trust GOD you are in worse shape. If you voluntarily became the devil's imp I feel the sorriest for you.
Who told you to become a thief? What made you think that you and you only deserved GOD's best? How can you preach from a book and not believe a word in it?
"GOD is moving by His Spirit." "Don't get weary children." Don't you ever give up on GOD. Get up every morning counting your blessings and thanking your Father for another day to serve Him. Welcome Him into your heart. Ask Him for His mercy and forgiveness.
Dare to love, dare to bless. Ask Him to untwist your mind. Pray for the courage to confess your many sins. Apologize to the people that you hurt, hated, tried to destroy.
"May the Dear LORD add a blessing to His preached WORD."
One day you will realize that GOD was with you all the time. GOD was right there leading and guiding you, protecting you. GOD lined up all the right people and put them in your path. All of those evil people that deliberately hurt you for their selfish pleasure will find out they were the pawns.
Jesus commanded us to ;"Love ye one another as I have loved you." There is no greater feeling, no greater experience. If you can't love you are truly in bad shape. If you can't trust GOD you are in worse shape. If you voluntarily became the devil's imp I feel the sorriest for you.
Who told you to become a thief? What made you think that you and you only deserved GOD's best? How can you preach from a book and not believe a word in it?
"GOD is moving by His Spirit." "Don't get weary children." Don't you ever give up on GOD. Get up every morning counting your blessings and thanking your Father for another day to serve Him. Welcome Him into your heart. Ask Him for His mercy and forgiveness.
Dare to love, dare to bless. Ask Him to untwist your mind. Pray for the courage to confess your many sins. Apologize to the people that you hurt, hated, tried to destroy.
"May the Dear LORD add a blessing to His preached WORD."
"We are saved by Grace!"
Another "trueism" taught to me by my grandfather. When I tell you that I am prouder than any Peacock. That I am beaming and radiating because I know that there is not one human being on this earth that can feel more blessed, more anointed, more tried in the fire, than I do.
I look at my skin, radiant, glistening as pure gold. I am full of the pride that Jerome Walters instilled in me. He always told me that I was someone special. Always loved and protected me. Provided for me and filled me with his wisdom.
Jerome Walters was an uncannily wise man. Tall, noble, heroic, kind and gentle. He was regal and nurturing, a very "manly" masculine man. Yet, he combed and brushed my hair. Tied beautiful white ribbons to my pigtails, shined and buffed my patent leather shoes. Taught me how to cook and iron.
I was my granddaddy's lap baby. If my granddaddy was around I never knew what it was to sit in a chair. I was twenty-eight years old still rushing home to sit in my granddaddy's lap. To sit at his feet and absorb his wise counsel.
I have decades of wonderful loving memories of my grandfather that no one can take away. His wise proverbs and examples of righteous living refresh me every day. I can not let his living be in vain. Frankly I am appalled by my "relatives" that refuse to help me defeat the demon that MURDERED him. I pray for you. I pray that GOD will lead you to the light and out of the darkness you cower in.
She can't hurt you. She is powerless. I understand the mortal fear she instilled in us. I got up one day, at the ripe old age of fifty-eight and finally stood up to her. My voice was trembling, but I finally found the courage to confront her. Of course she cussed me out, cursed me, reviled and rebuked me. Surprisingly it no longer hurt me.
GOD saved me! His amazing Grace saved me! GOD sanctified me, told me to fear no man. He told me not to fear my hideous demonic mother that scrambled our brains and reduced us to tears on her flimsy whims. GOD snatched her cloak off. I saw a ravenous blood thirsty monster ruled by envy and jealousy. A fake preacher that believed she discovered the magic formula for living a double life. A woman dedicated enough to memorize the sermons and prayers of others but not committed enough to GOD's WORD to practice it.
"We are saved by Grace!" When you pray ask GOD to touch your heart with a finger of love. Ask Him to come into your heart to stay. Ask Him for ears that hear. Step out on faith. Re-read and study the book of Acts. GOD gave you Power, "Wonder working Power". You don't have to live miserable,imprisoned by shame and degradation.
Get up! Trample your enemies under your feet. They fear GOD! That is why they are so cruel and emasculating. They are cowards, terrified of their sins. They should be. Any monster that would take advantage of an innocent child is not fit to live. "Suffer the little children to come unto me and forbid them not the kingdom of heaven."
"In all thy getting, get understanding." And don't you ever harm a child! If you did, repent! Don't waste your time running to "root workers" and soothsayers. Don't waste the few days you have left on this earth hollering "Liar!", "No sense-ED!", "black jealous C***!"
Get on your knees and repent. Repent of your many many sins and carnal acts. Ask GOD to forgive you for always plotting and planning to deceive. Ask GOD to forgive you for taking lives. Tell GOD you are sorry. Tell your victims that you are sorry.
We are saved by Grace. Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we 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)
I look at my skin, radiant, glistening as pure gold. I am full of the pride that Jerome Walters instilled in me. He always told me that I was someone special. Always loved and protected me. Provided for me and filled me with his wisdom.
Jerome Walters was an uncannily wise man. Tall, noble, heroic, kind and gentle. He was regal and nurturing, a very "manly" masculine man. Yet, he combed and brushed my hair. Tied beautiful white ribbons to my pigtails, shined and buffed my patent leather shoes. Taught me how to cook and iron.
I was my granddaddy's lap baby. If my granddaddy was around I never knew what it was to sit in a chair. I was twenty-eight years old still rushing home to sit in my granddaddy's lap. To sit at his feet and absorb his wise counsel.
I have decades of wonderful loving memories of my grandfather that no one can take away. His wise proverbs and examples of righteous living refresh me every day. I can not let his living be in vain. Frankly I am appalled by my "relatives" that refuse to help me defeat the demon that MURDERED him. I pray for you. I pray that GOD will lead you to the light and out of the darkness you cower in.
She can't hurt you. She is powerless. I understand the mortal fear she instilled in us. I got up one day, at the ripe old age of fifty-eight and finally stood up to her. My voice was trembling, but I finally found the courage to confront her. Of course she cussed me out, cursed me, reviled and rebuked me. Surprisingly it no longer hurt me.
GOD saved me! His amazing Grace saved me! GOD sanctified me, told me to fear no man. He told me not to fear my hideous demonic mother that scrambled our brains and reduced us to tears on her flimsy whims. GOD snatched her cloak off. I saw a ravenous blood thirsty monster ruled by envy and jealousy. A fake preacher that believed she discovered the magic formula for living a double life. A woman dedicated enough to memorize the sermons and prayers of others but not committed enough to GOD's WORD to practice it.
"We are saved by Grace!" When you pray ask GOD to touch your heart with a finger of love. Ask Him to come into your heart to stay. Ask Him for ears that hear. Step out on faith. Re-read and study the book of Acts. GOD gave you Power, "Wonder working Power". You don't have to live miserable,imprisoned by shame and degradation.
Get up! Trample your enemies under your feet. They fear GOD! That is why they are so cruel and emasculating. They are cowards, terrified of their sins. They should be. Any monster that would take advantage of an innocent child is not fit to live. "Suffer the little children to come unto me and forbid them not the kingdom of heaven."
"In all thy getting, get understanding." And don't you ever harm a child! If you did, repent! Don't waste your time running to "root workers" and soothsayers. Don't waste the few days you have left on this earth hollering "Liar!", "No sense-ED!", "black jealous C***!"
Get on your knees and repent. Repent of your many many sins and carnal acts. Ask GOD to forgive you for always plotting and planning to deceive. Ask GOD to forgive you for taking lives. Tell GOD you are sorry. Tell your victims that you are sorry.
We are saved by Grace. Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ we 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)
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