and when did I know it?" Did I know I lived in mortal fear of my life all my life? I had no name for it but I knew to steer clear of her, to do everything she commanded. I knew to NEVER tell on her, to keep my ignorant jet black worthless piece of s*** dumb a** questions and comments to myself.
I knew that at any moment she could and she would swoop down on me like a savage panther, strip me naked, hog-tie me, gag and beat me to a bloody pulp like she did my brother. I also knew that she thought that she was perfect, stunningly beautiful and could do no wrong. I knew that she viewed herself as the perfect Princess born into the wrong world. A world of dummies and liars, a world where she was always misunderstood and lied on. A world where people talked too much, "stayed in her bizness".
Did I know how much she hated me, hated us, for intruding on her perfect life? I knew I watched my grandfather shed silent tears almost everyday. I would observe him reading his Bible. Then hot tears would flood his eyes, stream slowly down his chiseled face and lock under his chin. I know he prayed for her, prayed for us. I listened to his kind admonitions and heeded.
She never did. She made it a devious game. Say good kind things and do the absolute opposite. Hide your ignorant sick hatred. Bludgeon, murder, maim and kill while grinning and lying. Spew your flattery to hide your jealousy. Creep around with your hoodoo, graveyard dirt and stank eye.
Poor Martha is a woman who has always pretended to be happy. I don't think she has every been happy a single day in her miserable life. Could she be ashamed of who she really is? Something went afoul in her young life. Smashing a tiny little puppy brought her joy. It trilled her. A fantastic feeling she learned to harbor in her heart.
Too smart, too cleaver, too good a liar, Martha's proclivities would not be denied her. Martha knew that she was brilliant and the entire world was dumb. All she had to do was play the part. Play dress up, put on a mask, sweeten her words when she felt like it. No one would ever know.
Play preacher, loving daughter, loving mother; "these dummies will never know, never catch on." You were right Martha. Perhaps I would have never caught on. But you MURDERED the wrong man. You murdered a kind gentle man. A man like David, a man after GOD's own heart.
True it happened a long time ago. You knew that we were too terrified of you to say anything, to protest. I knew but my embedded fear would not let me "know". I refused to believe it. I knew that you were cruel, selfish, a pathological liar. I knew that you were violent and brutal, common and nasty. I refused to believe that you were common enough, cruel enough to kill your own father.
My brother's return after a twenty-five year estrangement brought some truth. He brought the pieces of the awful puzzle. COMMON! is the only word I have for you. Common and lawless.
You grew too accustomed to doing your dirt and slyly blaming it on others. I shudder to think of the foul lies you have heaped on me. I will not bear your burdens or protect your name. "Get thee behind me Satan!" If you can't repent, run and hide. Granddaddy begged you to change, to live right. You chose awful deceit and EVIL. Your fake praying and phony license won't get you off. You are reaping. "When your desolation comes it will come as a whirlwind!"
No, I didn't know that you hated my grandfather. I knew that you talked to him like a dog, mistreated him. I heard your constant screams; "WHEN YOU GON' DIE OLD MAN!?" I knew you took all of his money. I watched you practice witchcraft on your relatives, on me.
You thought your cousin *S**** E**** had too much. She was living too well in *P******, *S*. She had a loving husband and beautiful children. They had a beautiful home, a store, a thriving business. Your heart ached. You started visiting them too often. Soon they had nothing and you laughed.
You are a witch and you know it. Do you really think GOD is going to let you cloak yourself in His robe, get up in His pulpit blasting lies?
Just like granddaddy taught you: "Time changes all things dawthur." Your time is up. The wise will hear and heed. The minions that you successfully destroyed will go down with you.
"Ya' going to Hell dawthur!"
Rest assured every word in that Book is true. 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)
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Gifts From My Grandfather
I got up early this morning, before six a.m. I got that from my granddaddy. He never slept late. "Get up soon in de'morning dawthur."
He was a farmer, he had a lot to do. Feed the chickens, hogs, the mule. Get the day started; "Look well to your going...your going out, your coming in."
Granddaddy did not have an agenda book, or a "planner". He had noting to remind him of his many tasks. He got up early and brewed a strong pot of black coffee. Fixed some griddle cakes, saturated them in butter and cane syrup. These delicious thin crispy cakes were made of cornmeal and a little bit of flour, fried in the renderings of "streak a'lean".
I loved knawing on the thin strip of pork rind I peeled from the fried fat, eating the narrow strip of bacon. He prepared his eggs over easy. The warm yellow yoke would spill out over his creamy grits.
Get up early, have a good breakfast. Get down on your knees or stand and pray. No matter what, always pray, thank GOD for your many blessings.
While reflecting on the wonderful life I shared with my grandfather off and on for twenty-seven and one half years, I can not recall a day when he was without a project. He never said anything. He never announced what he intended to do, he just did it.
One day he would re-cane the bottom of his straight back chairs. The next day he would make lye-soap, or build a dog house, or a new chicken coop. Never one to put his plans on paper or to brag about his intentions, he simply got up early and did them.
I watched my grandfather create a worm farm to grow red wigglers. He had a mint julip garden, a flock of Guineas, used the "Framers Almanac" to plan his garden and crops. He was a healer. I stepped on some milk glass. Cut a deep wound in my tiny foot. He didn't panic. He placed my foot in a basin of ice cold water. When the profuse bleeding stopped he placed a copper penny on the cut and a piece of fat back, tied it with clean white cotton.
You may laugh but it never got infected and I didn't get lockjaw. He "wormed" us every fall with a dose of Cod Liver oil.
No my grandfather was not college educated, as a matter of fact he wasn't educated at all. He said that he attended school for a total of nine months. Three months for three was all he was allowed. He had to help farm. He had to "git the 'bacca crop in."
Denied a proper education he knew too well its value. That's all he wanted for his children and grandchildren. Truly a self educated man I admired his ravenous reading. If it was in print granddaddy was going to read it. I laughed when I caught him reading my high school textbooks.
Granddaddy loved to read so I loved to read. Granddaughter was an eloquent public speaker. So that's what I decided to be. Granddaddy had high morals, so that is what I wanted.
Intuitively I knew that granddaddy's southern speech, country dialect had no bearing on his intellect. He was my Socrates, John Locke, Montesque. Jerome Walters was a wise man born far too soon. His wisdom was far too advanced for his generation, for his own wife and children.
I re-found this "People's Prayer" this morning in Alice Walker's Anything We Love Can Be Saved. Zora Neale Hurston collected it, Alice reprinted it and calls it a people's prayer. I call it a "negro" prayer . I love it because it proves that you don't have to be "articulate", proper or have a command of the King's English to touch GOD's heart, the heart of your fellowman.
"...You have been with me from the earliest rocking of my cradle up until this present moment. You know our hearts, our Father, and all de range of our deceitful minds. And if you find anything like sin lurking in and around our hearts, Ah ast you, my Father, and my wonder-workin' God, to pluck it out and cast it into the sea of fuhgitfulness, where it will never rise to harm us in dis world nor condemn us in de judgment. You heard me when Ah laid at hell's dark door with no weapon in my hand and no God in my heart, and cried for three long days and nights. You heard me, Lawd, and stooped so low and snatched me from the hell of eternal death and damnation. You cut loose my stammerin' tongue; You established my feet on de rock of salvation and yo' voice was heard in rumblin' judgement. I thank Thee that my last night's sleepin' couch was not my coolin' board and my cover was not my windin' sheet. Speak to de sinner-man and bless 'im. Touch all those who have been down to de doors of degradation. Ketch de man dat's layin' in danger of consumin' fire: And Lawd, when Ah kin pray no mo', when Ah done drunk down de last cup of sorrow, look on me, yo' weak servant who feels de least of all. 'Point my soul a restin' place where Ah kin set down and praise yo' name forever is my prayer for Jesus' sake Amen and thank God."
Most of our ancestors were robbed of a refined education. Don't you ever think or dare to believe that a country dialect or the lack of college degrees is any indication of stupidity. My grandfather taught me by example and I learned that the love in one's heart is far more important than any regurgitated memorized "knowledge" carried in your head.
As you go about your day today reflect on the generations that prayed for you. That sacrificed for you, that loved you before you were born. Don't you ever forget that they loved GOD more than money or fame, more than titles and college degrees.
Be abundantly blessed today. 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)
He was a farmer, he had a lot to do. Feed the chickens, hogs, the mule. Get the day started; "Look well to your going...your going out, your coming in."
Granddaddy did not have an agenda book, or a "planner". He had noting to remind him of his many tasks. He got up early and brewed a strong pot of black coffee. Fixed some griddle cakes, saturated them in butter and cane syrup. These delicious thin crispy cakes were made of cornmeal and a little bit of flour, fried in the renderings of "streak a'lean".
I loved knawing on the thin strip of pork rind I peeled from the fried fat, eating the narrow strip of bacon. He prepared his eggs over easy. The warm yellow yoke would spill out over his creamy grits.
Get up early, have a good breakfast. Get down on your knees or stand and pray. No matter what, always pray, thank GOD for your many blessings.
While reflecting on the wonderful life I shared with my grandfather off and on for twenty-seven and one half years, I can not recall a day when he was without a project. He never said anything. He never announced what he intended to do, he just did it.
One day he would re-cane the bottom of his straight back chairs. The next day he would make lye-soap, or build a dog house, or a new chicken coop. Never one to put his plans on paper or to brag about his intentions, he simply got up early and did them.
I watched my grandfather create a worm farm to grow red wigglers. He had a mint julip garden, a flock of Guineas, used the "Framers Almanac" to plan his garden and crops. He was a healer. I stepped on some milk glass. Cut a deep wound in my tiny foot. He didn't panic. He placed my foot in a basin of ice cold water. When the profuse bleeding stopped he placed a copper penny on the cut and a piece of fat back, tied it with clean white cotton.
You may laugh but it never got infected and I didn't get lockjaw. He "wormed" us every fall with a dose of Cod Liver oil.
No my grandfather was not college educated, as a matter of fact he wasn't educated at all. He said that he attended school for a total of nine months. Three months for three was all he was allowed. He had to help farm. He had to "git the 'bacca crop in."
Denied a proper education he knew too well its value. That's all he wanted for his children and grandchildren. Truly a self educated man I admired his ravenous reading. If it was in print granddaddy was going to read it. I laughed when I caught him reading my high school textbooks.
Granddaddy loved to read so I loved to read. Granddaughter was an eloquent public speaker. So that's what I decided to be. Granddaddy had high morals, so that is what I wanted.
Intuitively I knew that granddaddy's southern speech, country dialect had no bearing on his intellect. He was my Socrates, John Locke, Montesque. Jerome Walters was a wise man born far too soon. His wisdom was far too advanced for his generation, for his own wife and children.
I re-found this "People's Prayer" this morning in Alice Walker's Anything We Love Can Be Saved. Zora Neale Hurston collected it, Alice reprinted it and calls it a people's prayer. I call it a "negro" prayer . I love it because it proves that you don't have to be "articulate", proper or have a command of the King's English to touch GOD's heart, the heart of your fellowman.
"...You have been with me from the earliest rocking of my cradle up until this present moment. You know our hearts, our Father, and all de range of our deceitful minds. And if you find anything like sin lurking in and around our hearts, Ah ast you, my Father, and my wonder-workin' God, to pluck it out and cast it into the sea of fuhgitfulness, where it will never rise to harm us in dis world nor condemn us in de judgment. You heard me when Ah laid at hell's dark door with no weapon in my hand and no God in my heart, and cried for three long days and nights. You heard me, Lawd, and stooped so low and snatched me from the hell of eternal death and damnation. You cut loose my stammerin' tongue; You established my feet on de rock of salvation and yo' voice was heard in rumblin' judgement. I thank Thee that my last night's sleepin' couch was not my coolin' board and my cover was not my windin' sheet. Speak to de sinner-man and bless 'im. Touch all those who have been down to de doors of degradation. Ketch de man dat's layin' in danger of consumin' fire: And Lawd, when Ah kin pray no mo', when Ah done drunk down de last cup of sorrow, look on me, yo' weak servant who feels de least of all. 'Point my soul a restin' place where Ah kin set down and praise yo' name forever is my prayer for Jesus' sake Amen and thank God."
Most of our ancestors were robbed of a refined education. Don't you ever think or dare to believe that a country dialect or the lack of college degrees is any indication of stupidity. My grandfather taught me by example and I learned that the love in one's heart is far more important than any regurgitated memorized "knowledge" carried in your head.
As you go about your day today reflect on the generations that prayed for you. That sacrificed for you, that loved you before you were born. Don't you ever forget that they loved GOD more than money or fame, more than titles and college degrees.
Be abundantly blessed today. 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)
Monday, September 24, 2012
"Good Morning!"
When you greet people with the phrase "Good Morning!" you are in fact blessing them. You are wishing or willing them to have a good morning. Yes,you can use the power of positive thought to "will" or "wish" others to have a good day.
There is power in the "tongue". GOD's WORD teaches us that. All traditional greetings, admonitions, and comments influence the lives of others. Your "curses", negative opinions, insults and disparaging remarks can have an impact. If for no other reason than the sting of that secret hatred and jealousy can be felt. GOD gave us a sixth sense. If you tune in carefully you can quickly discern all demons.
Perhaps I am unusual, overly sensitive and perceptive. Some may call it a "gift", some a "curse". They tell me that my grandmother Rachel had the gift of clairvoyance. GOD revealed things to her.
My mother told me that she was a little girl standing in the kitchen with her mother. Suddenly a large white spider was hanging by the thin thread he spun plunge suddenly from the top of the door to the floor then disappear. Her mother stood staring, then declared; " A white man gon' come heah. He coming heah to tell us dat somebody ded."
Sure enough, not long after, a white man in a black suit appeared at that very door to deliver the message that one of my grandfather's brothers was found dead.
My grandmother knew the exact moment her seventeen year old son was murdered and died in his father's arms. Again my mother was a witness, sitting on the front porch with her mother. They watched in awe as a light, a small star, emanating from the road traveled slowly up the dirt winding road. It had to travel for at least a mile, growing brighter and larger as it inched slowly toward them. My mother's thirteen year old comment was; "Somebody coming up heah ain't got but one headlight."
The "light" came clear up to them on the porch then burst light a sparkler on the 4th of July. At that very moment my grandmother Rachel hung her head and waled a mournful cry; "Man son is dead."
How could she know that was the precise moment her son lay dying in his father's arms? Mr. Jerry McClean was rushing them to Fayetteville, to the nearest hospital that would accept "colored". It was too late. Bruce Jacobs' bullet had caught him in the aorta. He bleed to death with his father clutching him and praying.
What is my point? Why do I reveal so much of my life on this blog? Because you need to know. You need to know that we serve a Living and Loving GOD. GOD sent everyone of us to this planet for a purpose. He told us that we have to repent of our sins. That we have to Love Him and Trust Him.
You can't stop GOD. You can't interfer with His plans. GOD is going to have His way. Since the first awareness of myself as an individual I have been compelled to write. I announced to my mother at age eight that I was going to be an author. That I just wanted to be a "book writer". She told me no. She told me that I wasn't S***!
For sixty-one years she has put stumbling blocks in my path. From awful sick sexual molestation, exploitation, lies, curses and vulgar "cussings" and "root working". No I have never been her only target. I'm just the only survivor willing to stand up to her, willing to call her out. She pretends that she hates me for "lying" on her. The fact is she hates me for telling the Gospel truth on her. She hates me for being prettier, smarter, having higher morals, for earning a college degree.
Anyone that looks carefully, that listens will soon detect her deep hatred and loathsome envy. Within five minutes of talking to her you will soon tire of her bragging and boasting. The fact is Martha is a woman in love with herself demanding that you see what she sees. Demanding that you honor and celebrate her color and hair. Praise her brilliant schemes. To declare that you want to be like her is the compliment that she craves.
GOD blessed me to see through her from birth. To be repulsed by her touch. She did scare me. I must admit that she had me absolutely terrorized until 2009. GOD took that fear away when I prayed and asked Him.
PRAISE THE LORD!
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)
There is power in the "tongue". GOD's WORD teaches us that. All traditional greetings, admonitions, and comments influence the lives of others. Your "curses", negative opinions, insults and disparaging remarks can have an impact. If for no other reason than the sting of that secret hatred and jealousy can be felt. GOD gave us a sixth sense. If you tune in carefully you can quickly discern all demons.
Perhaps I am unusual, overly sensitive and perceptive. Some may call it a "gift", some a "curse". They tell me that my grandmother Rachel had the gift of clairvoyance. GOD revealed things to her.
My mother told me that she was a little girl standing in the kitchen with her mother. Suddenly a large white spider was hanging by the thin thread he spun plunge suddenly from the top of the door to the floor then disappear. Her mother stood staring, then declared; " A white man gon' come heah. He coming heah to tell us dat somebody ded."
Sure enough, not long after, a white man in a black suit appeared at that very door to deliver the message that one of my grandfather's brothers was found dead.
My grandmother knew the exact moment her seventeen year old son was murdered and died in his father's arms. Again my mother was a witness, sitting on the front porch with her mother. They watched in awe as a light, a small star, emanating from the road traveled slowly up the dirt winding road. It had to travel for at least a mile, growing brighter and larger as it inched slowly toward them. My mother's thirteen year old comment was; "Somebody coming up heah ain't got but one headlight."
The "light" came clear up to them on the porch then burst light a sparkler on the 4th of July. At that very moment my grandmother Rachel hung her head and waled a mournful cry; "Man son is dead."
How could she know that was the precise moment her son lay dying in his father's arms? Mr. Jerry McClean was rushing them to Fayetteville, to the nearest hospital that would accept "colored". It was too late. Bruce Jacobs' bullet had caught him in the aorta. He bleed to death with his father clutching him and praying.
What is my point? Why do I reveal so much of my life on this blog? Because you need to know. You need to know that we serve a Living and Loving GOD. GOD sent everyone of us to this planet for a purpose. He told us that we have to repent of our sins. That we have to Love Him and Trust Him.
You can't stop GOD. You can't interfer with His plans. GOD is going to have His way. Since the first awareness of myself as an individual I have been compelled to write. I announced to my mother at age eight that I was going to be an author. That I just wanted to be a "book writer". She told me no. She told me that I wasn't S***!
For sixty-one years she has put stumbling blocks in my path. From awful sick sexual molestation, exploitation, lies, curses and vulgar "cussings" and "root working". No I have never been her only target. I'm just the only survivor willing to stand up to her, willing to call her out. She pretends that she hates me for "lying" on her. The fact is she hates me for telling the Gospel truth on her. She hates me for being prettier, smarter, having higher morals, for earning a college degree.
Anyone that looks carefully, that listens will soon detect her deep hatred and loathsome envy. Within five minutes of talking to her you will soon tire of her bragging and boasting. The fact is Martha is a woman in love with herself demanding that you see what she sees. Demanding that you honor and celebrate her color and hair. Praise her brilliant schemes. To declare that you want to be like her is the compliment that she craves.
GOD blessed me to see through her from birth. To be repulsed by her touch. She did scare me. I must admit that she had me absolutely terrorized until 2009. GOD took that fear away when I prayed and asked Him.
PRAISE THE LORD!
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)
Sunday, September 23, 2012
The World Must Know! The World Will Know!
Today I was simply reflecting on Dr. King and the Civil Rights Movement. I was eight years old (1959) when I first heard about him. Truthfully when Dr. King first started his movement he was NOT supported by the masses in the black community. At least not the black bourgeoisie. Not the "Negroes" that had made it, the undertakers, shop owners, and small businessmen.
He was greatly criticized for NOT "leaving well enough alone". Many black people were comfortable in their "place". I remember reading the "Colored" section of the Fayetteville Observer. The "Colored Obituary" could be found in small print far behind the "OBITUARIES". The "Colored Weddings" were next to the last page of the paper far behind "FAYETTEVILLE'S SOCIETY ". Our hometown paper even advertised "Colored jobs".
I remember the separate but "unequal" cemeteries, the "unequal" schools. I was not allowed to swim in the public swimming pool. (They took out tax money though) Our new textbooks were the old ones the white schools discarded. I had to ride a city bus to school. It was not free or tax supported. We had to pay our own way.
I became a thief at eight years old when I defiantly climbed the beautiful spiral staircase in Sears and Roebucks department store and "stole" a belly full of "White Only" water from the "white" water fountain.
If you were deemed "colored" you were automatically assumed to be inferior intellectually, morally and spiritually. You were a "n*****", you knew it, the world knew it and you better accept your place at the back of the line.
This social and political practice of "Jim Crow" was the genteel Southern tradition. Every one was cool with it. So white people claimed to believe.
Many black people accepted Booker T. Washington's suggestion of "waiting and proving". Wait on your rights, prove to the white man that you deserve them. Everyone remembers his "Separate as the five fingers but one as the hand in everything for mutual progress." speech.
Mr. Washington ,a former slave agreed with white society that the "negro" was not ready after hundreds of years of chattel slavery. Slavery did have an effect on us as a people. Dehumanized from 1619 to 1865. Enfranchised from 1877 through the 1960s.
True black people as a "race" have been messed over and messed up. Dr. King refused to give up, to accept maltreatment. He sacrificed his life so that his fellowman could enjoy his rightful place in our great country.
We have all benefited. The whole world has benefited. I feel like Dr. King must have felt sometime. I am going to agitate, I am going to speak up and speak out. I am going to expose the evil that has destroyed millions of our children.
I no longer concern myself with race. Not those artificial constructs that hold us back. I am only concerned with one race, the entire "Human " race. I am speaking out for the children that have no voice. I am sounding a trumpet for ALL abused children.
You predators may not stop but I will expose you. It is my hope that predators, all pedophiles will be helped by my exposure. Research has shown that many pedophiles were also abused as children.
PEDOPHILIA is a "Black Plague" on our nation. It has nothing to do with race, color, gender or ethnicity. It has all to do with Spiritual wickedness.
I will not ignore it and I will not suffer from it any longer. I'M TELLING THE WHOLE WORLD! I am exposing the culprits and I am setting the record straight.
For sixty-one years I have carried this awful burden. This sickness, this perversion that this selfish woman laid on me. My whole life I have been sick and in distress. For sixty-one years I have endured the pain of being kicked in the stomach.
This woman, this "Mathy Jane" with her double decker wigs, Cadillacs, fine clothes and money to burn has done nothing but torture me, eviscerated every joyous pleasure I thought about having.
These pedophiles lust after children. They derive sexual pleasure from children. They have no conscious, no love, not one care in the world for a single victim.
I was robbed from birth! Millions of children are robbed, destroyed , ruined from birth by their OWN parents. They pretend that you wanted to do it. That you enticed them. They come to you with this "little secret". They make sure you know that it's a "secret", that you can't ever tell anyone.
Sadly when you do tell no one cares. The world victimizes you all over again. I want my honesty, my truth telling to take the shame out, to remove the stain. I want abused "children" to heal and to be able to get on with their lives. It is my hope and prayer that my telling will help to take the "shame" out of being a victim and place it squarely where it should be, on the VICTIMZER! . I will not let her continue to hide behind her clerical robe, her Sunday school class. She will not hide behind the words "mother" and "grandmother".
She is a "grand" liar! A "grand" MURDERER! A "grand" Rapist! A "grand" Thief, A "grand" Root Worker/Soothe Sayer .
She never loved or cared about a single person on this earth. Perhaps she couldn't. Maybe it is not her fault. She can't or won't come to repentance, bragged that she won't.
Well I refuse to be her slave, her second class citizen. I refuse to be robbed of my joy, of my life, of all potential happiness. She is not nearly as stupid as she pretends to be.
She is a demon and she loves evil. I am a Christian and I love the LORD! I trust Him with every fiber of my being. I thank Him for rescuing me from EVIL! I thank Him for the Holy Ghost Power that He gave me to trample EVIL under my feet!
(My friend posted something on FB I hope she doesn't mind me repeating here. "From victim to survivor to thrivor to WARRIOR!")
PRAISE THE LORD!!! Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
He was greatly criticized for NOT "leaving well enough alone". Many black people were comfortable in their "place". I remember reading the "Colored" section of the Fayetteville Observer. The "Colored Obituary" could be found in small print far behind the "OBITUARIES". The "Colored Weddings" were next to the last page of the paper far behind "FAYETTEVILLE'S SOCIETY ". Our hometown paper even advertised "Colored jobs".
I remember the separate but "unequal" cemeteries, the "unequal" schools. I was not allowed to swim in the public swimming pool. (They took out tax money though) Our new textbooks were the old ones the white schools discarded. I had to ride a city bus to school. It was not free or tax supported. We had to pay our own way.
I became a thief at eight years old when I defiantly climbed the beautiful spiral staircase in Sears and Roebucks department store and "stole" a belly full of "White Only" water from the "white" water fountain.
If you were deemed "colored" you were automatically assumed to be inferior intellectually, morally and spiritually. You were a "n*****", you knew it, the world knew it and you better accept your place at the back of the line.
This social and political practice of "Jim Crow" was the genteel Southern tradition. Every one was cool with it. So white people claimed to believe.
Many black people accepted Booker T. Washington's suggestion of "waiting and proving". Wait on your rights, prove to the white man that you deserve them. Everyone remembers his "Separate as the five fingers but one as the hand in everything for mutual progress." speech.
Mr. Washington ,a former slave agreed with white society that the "negro" was not ready after hundreds of years of chattel slavery. Slavery did have an effect on us as a people. Dehumanized from 1619 to 1865. Enfranchised from 1877 through the 1960s.
True black people as a "race" have been messed over and messed up. Dr. King refused to give up, to accept maltreatment. He sacrificed his life so that his fellowman could enjoy his rightful place in our great country.
We have all benefited. The whole world has benefited. I feel like Dr. King must have felt sometime. I am going to agitate, I am going to speak up and speak out. I am going to expose the evil that has destroyed millions of our children.
I no longer concern myself with race. Not those artificial constructs that hold us back. I am only concerned with one race, the entire "Human " race. I am speaking out for the children that have no voice. I am sounding a trumpet for ALL abused children.
You predators may not stop but I will expose you. It is my hope that predators, all pedophiles will be helped by my exposure. Research has shown that many pedophiles were also abused as children.
PEDOPHILIA is a "Black Plague" on our nation. It has nothing to do with race, color, gender or ethnicity. It has all to do with Spiritual wickedness.
I will not ignore it and I will not suffer from it any longer. I'M TELLING THE WHOLE WORLD! I am exposing the culprits and I am setting the record straight.
For sixty-one years I have carried this awful burden. This sickness, this perversion that this selfish woman laid on me. My whole life I have been sick and in distress. For sixty-one years I have endured the pain of being kicked in the stomach.
This woman, this "Mathy Jane" with her double decker wigs, Cadillacs, fine clothes and money to burn has done nothing but torture me, eviscerated every joyous pleasure I thought about having.
These pedophiles lust after children. They derive sexual pleasure from children. They have no conscious, no love, not one care in the world for a single victim.
I was robbed from birth! Millions of children are robbed, destroyed , ruined from birth by their OWN parents. They pretend that you wanted to do it. That you enticed them. They come to you with this "little secret". They make sure you know that it's a "secret", that you can't ever tell anyone.
Sadly when you do tell no one cares. The world victimizes you all over again. I want my honesty, my truth telling to take the shame out, to remove the stain. I want abused "children" to heal and to be able to get on with their lives. It is my hope and prayer that my telling will help to take the "shame" out of being a victim and place it squarely where it should be, on the VICTIMZER! . I will not let her continue to hide behind her clerical robe, her Sunday school class. She will not hide behind the words "mother" and "grandmother".
She is a "grand" liar! A "grand" MURDERER! A "grand" Rapist! A "grand" Thief, A "grand" Root Worker/Soothe Sayer .
She never loved or cared about a single person on this earth. Perhaps she couldn't. Maybe it is not her fault. She can't or won't come to repentance, bragged that she won't.
Well I refuse to be her slave, her second class citizen. I refuse to be robbed of my joy, of my life, of all potential happiness. She is not nearly as stupid as she pretends to be.
She is a demon and she loves evil. I am a Christian and I love the LORD! I trust Him with every fiber of my being. I thank Him for rescuing me from EVIL! I thank Him for the Holy Ghost Power that He gave me to trample EVIL under my feet!
(My friend posted something on FB I hope she doesn't mind me repeating here. "From victim to survivor to thrivor to WARRIOR!")
PRAISE THE LORD!!! Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you and cloak you and keep you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn Doster (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Saturday, September 22, 2012
You will be hated...
ostracized, talked about, lied on, persecuted by All men for loving your LORD Jesus Christ. Don't you ever forget how Christ was hated and crucified on this earth.
Man has not changed. Men are just as stupid, lying and easily led astray as they were over two thousand years ago. Jesus told us they would infiltrate the church, lead silly captives astray.
Have you been led astray? Do you think attending church "religiously" is enough? Do you think hollering "LORD! LORD!" is enough? Why do you wear that crucifix? Is it simply a "good luck charm" to you? Do you wear it to appear to be saved?
Are you living right? Do you love your fellow man? Can you hear GOD's voice? Who told you to appease the devil? to live double minded? to straddle the fence? to lay your "religion down" every time you encountered a problem you thought GOD was too slow to fix?
Are you walking by sight or faith? Are you living the life GOD wants you to live or are you living the life that you want to live? Do you justify your sin by declaring that GOD knows your heart? Do you know your heart? Are you envious and jealous? Lying and deceitful? Are you looking for a shortcut to Glory? Did some greedy "preacher" convince you that your "tithing" will protect you from all harm?
Are you ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ? You were born into a sinful world. You inherited sin from your parents, from your "friends", this world. Do you think salvation, living right, is too hard a cross to bear?
Is GOD's Almighty TRUTH too hard to bear? Which "road" are you on? "Wide is the road that leads to death and destruction. Narrow is the path of righteousness."
If you are afraid to be hated why don't you know that you are going to be hated no matter what. The devil doesn't have to tell you that she hates you, pre-hated you for you to know that there is nothing you can do.
Why do you shrink? hide your gifts and talents? Why do you let her reduce you to dust and laugh? Why do you go crawling to her for a place to live? to pay your gas or electric bill? You know she has scandalized your name in hopes of elevating herself above you.
You know she has never had a "maternal" instinct. Never loved a single soul on this earth. Yes, she wants to possess you, to own you. Just to abuse you like every toy and trophy she ever had.
Do you remember the three hundred dollar suits she bought in the sixties? She would buy three, four hundred dollars suits, five at the time from The Capital, and Fleishman's Big Store just so she could throw them down on her bedroom floor and walk on them. I know because I was her quarry slave that was all too glad to hang them up, to admire them.
I had no clothes, no shoes. I knew better than to complain. I made do with the meager possessions she allowed me to have. I washed that dingy yellow faded cotton blouse out in the sink every night. You weren't going to use HER washing machine, wasting HER water, HER electricity. And you damn sure "bed' NOT complain!" She was perfect. She was MATHY JANE!
Any adult can frighten, terrorize and intimidate a child. Any mother can lure her children into captivity and enslave them. It doesn't take a lot of intelligence. Just a lot of vulgarity, loud cussing and cursing. It does require a lot of hatred, abominable ignorance.
Too many people still confuse cruelty with courage, mistake GOD's "time" with man's. "You might get by. You might get by for a long time. But, you will not get away." You will not get away from the Hand of GOD, from His retribution. You should have known better. You did. You knew full well what you were doing. That's why you crafted every deceit and deed so carefully.
I always wondered why you hated Rev. McIver so much? She saw through you and told you about yourself. She was not afraid of you, not one day. Neither was your daddy. He told you every day. You got tired of hearing the truth about yourself. You did away with his body. Jesus told us not to fear you. He told us not to fear anyone or anything that can kill the body but not the soul, the spirit. Jerome Walter's spirit has never left me. His admonishments and wisdom is crystal clear in my head.
So, you thought you were going to go out looked up to, the "mother" of the church. You thought you would be admired and held in high esteem.
Did you ever consider the true and living GOD in your schemes? Did you really think some "graveyard dirt" was all you needed? Did you really think that you were going to get clean away? That your old age was truly a blessing from GOD? Do you still think all of your children are your blind, deaf slaves?
Certainly you hurt and injured me. You blocked my way, destroyed all my writing, my prose, my poetry, my master's thesis. I hope you finally noticed that you did not stop me from becoming a published author. You are a brilliant writer. Destined to be one from your father, grandmother and great grandmother.
You just couldn't trust GOD. I forgive you. Why so many evil tricks? Why so many lies? Why jealousy and envy over the same gifts and talents that GOD gave you?
Why can't you bend your stiff neck? Why don't you confess? Give your children an opportunity to go into the Kingdom! You don't have to go. Don't continue to prevent others, to block their way. You know better. Do right for once in your life.
This is my therapy, my healing. "Better out than in." ; was always my grandfather's advice. You deliberately saddled me with too much pain. Demanded that I take it to my grave. "Even water boils when it gets hot." "The straw that broke the camel's back."
You went too far when you MURDERED my granddaddy. You caused me too much pain. I grew accustomed to your lying on me. But, when you started lying on MY DAUGHTER! When you started cultivating lying shame for her. That was enough. I saw the jealous hatred in your eyes when she graduated from Boston University. I saw you cringe when she walked across that stage.
I remember how you reacted when your first cousin, your dear sister-cousin earned her master's degree. I knew. You left no doubt.
Go in peace Martha. Trouble no more. In the mighty name of Jesus I pray.
Man has not changed. Men are just as stupid, lying and easily led astray as they were over two thousand years ago. Jesus told us they would infiltrate the church, lead silly captives astray.
Have you been led astray? Do you think attending church "religiously" is enough? Do you think hollering "LORD! LORD!" is enough? Why do you wear that crucifix? Is it simply a "good luck charm" to you? Do you wear it to appear to be saved?
Are you living right? Do you love your fellow man? Can you hear GOD's voice? Who told you to appease the devil? to live double minded? to straddle the fence? to lay your "religion down" every time you encountered a problem you thought GOD was too slow to fix?
Are you walking by sight or faith? Are you living the life GOD wants you to live or are you living the life that you want to live? Do you justify your sin by declaring that GOD knows your heart? Do you know your heart? Are you envious and jealous? Lying and deceitful? Are you looking for a shortcut to Glory? Did some greedy "preacher" convince you that your "tithing" will protect you from all harm?
Are you ashamed of the Gospel of Jesus Christ? You were born into a sinful world. You inherited sin from your parents, from your "friends", this world. Do you think salvation, living right, is too hard a cross to bear?
Is GOD's Almighty TRUTH too hard to bear? Which "road" are you on? "Wide is the road that leads to death and destruction. Narrow is the path of righteousness."
If you are afraid to be hated why don't you know that you are going to be hated no matter what. The devil doesn't have to tell you that she hates you, pre-hated you for you to know that there is nothing you can do.
Why do you shrink? hide your gifts and talents? Why do you let her reduce you to dust and laugh? Why do you go crawling to her for a place to live? to pay your gas or electric bill? You know she has scandalized your name in hopes of elevating herself above you.
You know she has never had a "maternal" instinct. Never loved a single soul on this earth. Yes, she wants to possess you, to own you. Just to abuse you like every toy and trophy she ever had.
Do you remember the three hundred dollar suits she bought in the sixties? She would buy three, four hundred dollars suits, five at the time from The Capital, and Fleishman's Big Store just so she could throw them down on her bedroom floor and walk on them. I know because I was her quarry slave that was all too glad to hang them up, to admire them.
I had no clothes, no shoes. I knew better than to complain. I made do with the meager possessions she allowed me to have. I washed that dingy yellow faded cotton blouse out in the sink every night. You weren't going to use HER washing machine, wasting HER water, HER electricity. And you damn sure "bed' NOT complain!" She was perfect. She was MATHY JANE!
Any adult can frighten, terrorize and intimidate a child. Any mother can lure her children into captivity and enslave them. It doesn't take a lot of intelligence. Just a lot of vulgarity, loud cussing and cursing. It does require a lot of hatred, abominable ignorance.
Too many people still confuse cruelty with courage, mistake GOD's "time" with man's. "You might get by. You might get by for a long time. But, you will not get away." You will not get away from the Hand of GOD, from His retribution. You should have known better. You did. You knew full well what you were doing. That's why you crafted every deceit and deed so carefully.
I always wondered why you hated Rev. McIver so much? She saw through you and told you about yourself. She was not afraid of you, not one day. Neither was your daddy. He told you every day. You got tired of hearing the truth about yourself. You did away with his body. Jesus told us not to fear you. He told us not to fear anyone or anything that can kill the body but not the soul, the spirit. Jerome Walter's spirit has never left me. His admonishments and wisdom is crystal clear in my head.
So, you thought you were going to go out looked up to, the "mother" of the church. You thought you would be admired and held in high esteem.
Did you ever consider the true and living GOD in your schemes? Did you really think some "graveyard dirt" was all you needed? Did you really think that you were going to get clean away? That your old age was truly a blessing from GOD? Do you still think all of your children are your blind, deaf slaves?
Certainly you hurt and injured me. You blocked my way, destroyed all my writing, my prose, my poetry, my master's thesis. I hope you finally noticed that you did not stop me from becoming a published author. You are a brilliant writer. Destined to be one from your father, grandmother and great grandmother.
You just couldn't trust GOD. I forgive you. Why so many evil tricks? Why so many lies? Why jealousy and envy over the same gifts and talents that GOD gave you?
Why can't you bend your stiff neck? Why don't you confess? Give your children an opportunity to go into the Kingdom! You don't have to go. Don't continue to prevent others, to block their way. You know better. Do right for once in your life.
This is my therapy, my healing. "Better out than in." ; was always my grandfather's advice. You deliberately saddled me with too much pain. Demanded that I take it to my grave. "Even water boils when it gets hot." "The straw that broke the camel's back."
You went too far when you MURDERED my granddaddy. You caused me too much pain. I grew accustomed to your lying on me. But, when you started lying on MY DAUGHTER! When you started cultivating lying shame for her. That was enough. I saw the jealous hatred in your eyes when she graduated from Boston University. I saw you cringe when she walked across that stage.
I remember how you reacted when your first cousin, your dear sister-cousin earned her master's degree. I knew. You left no doubt.
Go in peace Martha. Trouble no more. In the mighty name of Jesus I pray.
Fall!
I am up early this morning, the first day of Fall thanking and praising GOD for His infallible WORD. GOD in His infinite wisdom created seasons. He told US that there is a season, a time for all things.
I love the Fall, the cool crisp mornings, the Autumn leaves turning brown, orange, yellow and red. Things are dying, going back to Mother Earth. From their death we are assured of a beautiful Spring. Look at the "signs". Pay attention, learn from the lessons GOD sets before us. Study His WORD. I am asking you to "fall" today. Fall into GOD's arms. Trust Him with your life. Let Him lead and guide you.
I have a fresh anointing this morning. Every day that I live I realize more and more why GOD gave me this life. I once called it tortured. There were times that I agreed with others that it was wasted, lost. No, my friends GOD has blessed me with a beautiful life. GOD has protected and guided me all the way.
I look back now and fully recognize and accept the fact that my own mother is a sick sadist, a brilliant sociopath. A woman determined to do nothing but evil and get away with it. GOD has no such plans. I too was completely fooled and confused by her contradictory behavior.
It was only by the Grace of our loving GOD that He placed Jerome Walters in my life. A man wise enough to follow the will and inclinations of his Christ like heart. Granddaddy put me on the path of GOD's Almighty WORD at age eight.
Lonely, frightened, robbed, disillusioned, persecuted, I sought guidance in the only way I knew how. Through prayer, supplication and GOD's mighty WORD. GOD told me to look at her fruit, never mind her cunning deceitful spell. Martha has a ready answer for every demonic deed. She hides in the shadows laughing, too self assured, confident, that she has succeeded. No mam! There will be no more days like that. Not for me anyway. Your time is up!
Study the scripture! Don't be fooled by a title or a robe that a man or woman conceals their evil hatred in. Jesus told us that we will be hated by ALL for His name's sake. (Matthew 10:24) I am hated! I am hated by my own family. Proud to abuse and use me for her sake. Proud to disown and shun me for a demon. I forgive you for you know not what you do.
How could you know that this woman is possessed with a very old demonic spirit? How can you know that she plans to deliver you up to Satan? You would know if you read and understood your Bible. You would know if you read and understood Matthew 10:34 - 40:
"Do not think that I came to bring peace on earth. I did not come to bring peace but a sword. For I have come to set a man against his father, a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; and a man's enemies will be those of his own household.' He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me. He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for My sake will find it. He who receives you receives Me, and he who receives Me receives Him who sent me."
GOD's WORD is clear. You can't get around it. What was once a mystery to me is very clear now. Sick! Sick and perverted. Talking "GOD" while practicing EVIL! Beating and brutalizing everyone that noticed, that talked, that criticized, everyone that called you out. Resorting to MURDER when you could not fool your father. Tired of his kind admonishments. Raging with jealousy because he was loved and admired by everyone that knew him. A thief, you were determined to steal his mantel, his good name. No, Martha, you can't have have it! You are unworthy! You are a clown performing on Sundays to a bunch of hypocrites just as ignorant as you are.
Relying on demonic hatred and witchcraft to have your way. You've spent your entire life digging pits for others. Setting traps, laughing and celebrating your "delicious deceit". You are caught in your own web, your own net. You are too entangled to ever get out. GOD's Almighty Truth is the only thing that will get you out and you refuse to have any part of it.
I refuse to be your coward, your dog any longer. I will not hide and quiver in the shame you thrust upon me. GOD gave me the courage to finally accept the awful truth about you.
GOD snatched your cloak off, opened my eyes. He will open your eyes if you pray for the courage to see. She took your courage, your manhood, your honesty. She deliberately destroyed your morals, led you into captivity just so she could laugh.
She is the same sadist that smashed that puppy, stabbed that woman for calling her a whore. She is the same woman that violated you sexually, screamed vulgar hateful insults at you every day. She is the same woman so embroiled in her jealous hatred she can't love. Refuses to learn, defiantly declares that she will never repent.
Jesus told us to come out from among them and I did. For years and years she convinced me that she truly loved me. Empty words. No real mother would do the kinds of things she did. A Terror!
I once thought I was lost, cursed, the most pitiful wretch on this earth. I did question GOD. Why me? Why us? I know now that it was truly a blessing. If you can overcome a woman like Martha, you are a blessed child of GOD.
I over came. I know! I humbly thank GOD each and every day , all day for delivering me. I pray that GOD will deliver my brothers, my family. Give them the courage LORD. Grant them Your vision. In the mighty name of Jesus I pray.
I am not unusual. I am not alone. I am Blessed!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing." Fall into His arms today. Trust GOD to catch you, to lift you up. Dare to know GOD's Almighty TRUTH!
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 love the Fall, the cool crisp mornings, the Autumn leaves turning brown, orange, yellow and red. Things are dying, going back to Mother Earth. From their death we are assured of a beautiful Spring. Look at the "signs". Pay attention, learn from the lessons GOD sets before us. Study His WORD. I am asking you to "fall" today. Fall into GOD's arms. Trust Him with your life. Let Him lead and guide you.
I have a fresh anointing this morning. Every day that I live I realize more and more why GOD gave me this life. I once called it tortured. There were times that I agreed with others that it was wasted, lost. No, my friends GOD has blessed me with a beautiful life. GOD has protected and guided me all the way.
I look back now and fully recognize and accept the fact that my own mother is a sick sadist, a brilliant sociopath. A woman determined to do nothing but evil and get away with it. GOD has no such plans. I too was completely fooled and confused by her contradictory behavior.
It was only by the Grace of our loving GOD that He placed Jerome Walters in my life. A man wise enough to follow the will and inclinations of his Christ like heart. Granddaddy put me on the path of GOD's Almighty WORD at age eight.
Lonely, frightened, robbed, disillusioned, persecuted, I sought guidance in the only way I knew how. Through prayer, supplication and GOD's mighty WORD. GOD told me to look at her fruit, never mind her cunning deceitful spell. Martha has a ready answer for every demonic deed. She hides in the shadows laughing, too self assured, confident, that she has succeeded. No mam! There will be no more days like that. Not for me anyway. Your time is up!
Study the scripture! Don't be fooled by a title or a robe that a man or woman conceals their evil hatred in. Jesus told us that we will be hated by ALL for His name's sake. (Matthew 10:24) I am hated! I am hated by my own family. Proud to abuse and use me for her sake. Proud to disown and shun me for a demon. I forgive you for you know not what you do.
How could you know that this woman is possessed with a very old demonic spirit? How can you know that she plans to deliver you up to Satan? You would know if you read and understood your Bible. You would know if you read and understood Matthew 10:34 - 40:
"Do not think that I came to bring peace on earth. I did not come to bring peace but a sword. For I have come to set a man against his father, a daughter against her mother, and a daughter-in-law against her mother-in-law; and a man's enemies will be those of his own household.' He who loves father or mother more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who loves son or daughter more than Me is not worthy of Me. And he who does not take his cross and follow after Me is not worthy of Me. He who finds his life will lose it, and he who loses his life for My sake will find it. He who receives you receives Me, and he who receives Me receives Him who sent me."
GOD's WORD is clear. You can't get around it. What was once a mystery to me is very clear now. Sick! Sick and perverted. Talking "GOD" while practicing EVIL! Beating and brutalizing everyone that noticed, that talked, that criticized, everyone that called you out. Resorting to MURDER when you could not fool your father. Tired of his kind admonishments. Raging with jealousy because he was loved and admired by everyone that knew him. A thief, you were determined to steal his mantel, his good name. No, Martha, you can't have have it! You are unworthy! You are a clown performing on Sundays to a bunch of hypocrites just as ignorant as you are.
Relying on demonic hatred and witchcraft to have your way. You've spent your entire life digging pits for others. Setting traps, laughing and celebrating your "delicious deceit". You are caught in your own web, your own net. You are too entangled to ever get out. GOD's Almighty Truth is the only thing that will get you out and you refuse to have any part of it.
I refuse to be your coward, your dog any longer. I will not hide and quiver in the shame you thrust upon me. GOD gave me the courage to finally accept the awful truth about you.
GOD snatched your cloak off, opened my eyes. He will open your eyes if you pray for the courage to see. She took your courage, your manhood, your honesty. She deliberately destroyed your morals, led you into captivity just so she could laugh.
She is the same sadist that smashed that puppy, stabbed that woman for calling her a whore. She is the same woman that violated you sexually, screamed vulgar hateful insults at you every day. She is the same woman so embroiled in her jealous hatred she can't love. Refuses to learn, defiantly declares that she will never repent.
Jesus told us to come out from among them and I did. For years and years she convinced me that she truly loved me. Empty words. No real mother would do the kinds of things she did. A Terror!
I once thought I was lost, cursed, the most pitiful wretch on this earth. I did question GOD. Why me? Why us? I know now that it was truly a blessing. If you can overcome a woman like Martha, you are a blessed child of GOD.
I over came. I know! I humbly thank GOD each and every day , all day for delivering me. I pray that GOD will deliver my brothers, my family. Give them the courage LORD. Grant them Your vision. In the mighty name of Jesus I pray.
I am not unusual. I am not alone. I am Blessed!
Stay in His WORD children. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing." Fall into His arms today. Trust GOD to catch you, to lift you up. Dare to know GOD's Almighty TRUTH!
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)
Sunday, September 16, 2012
"Jesus is the way ...
the Truth and the Life." You can study all the great philosophers, put your stock and confidence in Allah, Buddha, Confucius, all the great enlightened thinkers of the world. Their truth will lead you to the one and only true and living GOD.
True, GOD has the keys and you can't get in. But, GOD gave you forgiveness, He gave you His Son. You can stand at the door and knock or you can walk right in. Walk in repenting with a contrite heart. Confess your sins, seek redemption.
"Love ye one another as I have loved you." You are not GOD or a god. Who are you to crucify or seek revenge? Who are you to maim and destroy everything in your path because you refuse to accept GOD's Holy Truth pretending your honey coated tongue spewing lies can change anything? How dare you think your "dust" and evil cruelty intimidate GOD's anointed, His chosen few?
"Many are called, but few are chosen." Why? Because they chose to cling to the lying babble of this world. They are ashamed of the Gospel of Christ. They are ashamed of their deeds and continue to hide them with worse deeds. The weak and the gullible would rather disbelieve the goodness of GOD. They reuse to believe that they too were snared by the devil. They would rather die wrong, die living a lie before they love and accept His Holiness and Righteousness. Too weak and blind to admit that they have ever been wrong, lead astray.
Don't you dare think your "Amening" and "Praising the LORD" and fake memorized prayers and sermons hold any sway with GOD. "Know ye the Truth!". Be set free today. "Look into your own life." Don't pretend, don't deny, don't play crazy. Ask GOD to forgive you. Ask your victims to forgive you. Apologize. Say you are sorry.
GOD is waiting. He is patient. You didn't come here to stay always. You've got to leave sometime. Prepare for your departure. Save some lives before you go. Rectify some wrongs. Clear up the confusion. Don't approach your grave as a quarry slave. March boldly to the cross, forgiven and unashamed. Have no lies on your lips. Don't have any guilt or hatred in your heart.
If you are saved, thank GOD for saving you. If you want to be saved, to live holy, ask GOD to show you how. Start by taking that evil secret hatred out of your heart. "Know ye the Truth" and proclaim it. Proclaim it every where you go.
Be abundantly blessed today. Dare to love and give up fear.
True, GOD has the keys and you can't get in. But, GOD gave you forgiveness, He gave you His Son. You can stand at the door and knock or you can walk right in. Walk in repenting with a contrite heart. Confess your sins, seek redemption.
"Love ye one another as I have loved you." You are not GOD or a god. Who are you to crucify or seek revenge? Who are you to maim and destroy everything in your path because you refuse to accept GOD's Holy Truth pretending your honey coated tongue spewing lies can change anything? How dare you think your "dust" and evil cruelty intimidate GOD's anointed, His chosen few?
"Many are called, but few are chosen." Why? Because they chose to cling to the lying babble of this world. They are ashamed of the Gospel of Christ. They are ashamed of their deeds and continue to hide them with worse deeds. The weak and the gullible would rather disbelieve the goodness of GOD. They reuse to believe that they too were snared by the devil. They would rather die wrong, die living a lie before they love and accept His Holiness and Righteousness. Too weak and blind to admit that they have ever been wrong, lead astray.
Don't you dare think your "Amening" and "Praising the LORD" and fake memorized prayers and sermons hold any sway with GOD. "Know ye the Truth!". Be set free today. "Look into your own life." Don't pretend, don't deny, don't play crazy. Ask GOD to forgive you. Ask your victims to forgive you. Apologize. Say you are sorry.
GOD is waiting. He is patient. You didn't come here to stay always. You've got to leave sometime. Prepare for your departure. Save some lives before you go. Rectify some wrongs. Clear up the confusion. Don't approach your grave as a quarry slave. March boldly to the cross, forgiven and unashamed. Have no lies on your lips. Don't have any guilt or hatred in your heart.
If you are saved, thank GOD for saving you. If you want to be saved, to live holy, ask GOD to show you how. Start by taking that evil secret hatred out of your heart. "Know ye the Truth" and proclaim it. Proclaim it every where you go.
Be abundantly blessed today. Dare to love and give up fear.
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