Praise the LORD! Thank You Jesus!!! It is a cool morning, especially for August. GOD is good. He is OUR Father, His name is hallowed, His Kingdom is coming, His will is being done. He is going to give you your daily bread if you ask Him. GOD will forgive you your debts the exact same way you forgive others of their debts. He will not lead you into temptation , He will deliver you from Evil! He is the Kingdom, Power and the Glory!
We should all say the LORD's Prayer everyday of our lives, if for no other reason but to refresh ourselves. It is surely a symbolic cleansing. Get up in the morning, fall down on your knees and repeat the LORD's Prayer. You might not live right, you might not be perfect. But, I can guarantee you will live better than you would have with out it.
That prayer reminds us that we are human and GOD is Supreme, He is our strength and our redeemer.
You can live any way you want, design any "fool proof" scheme you can think of. You won't win, and worse yet, when you are found out, that demon you serve will abandon you. Some will look back and see well over 80 years of perfect mischief and debauchery. Some will be foolish enough to believe their own lies and falsely believe a license from some "church denomination" can save them from the wrath of GOD.
Some will discover that little girl they so clandestinely hated, secretly stalked and whose dreams they haunted will turn against them. Will warn the world about them.
If that's you, if you have lived a "secret" life of serving satan, of loving him, of listening to him. It is not too late to turn around. "Many will say to me in that day, LORD, LORD, have we not prophesied in thy name? and in thy name have cast out devils? and in thy name done many wonderful works? And then will I profess unto them, I never knew you: depart from me, ye that work iniquity." (Matthew 7: 22-23)
I am a very young 62, life is a vapor. The years past so quickly. Youth, that period of time that all people worship, is but a fading memory. The best thing about growing old is learning lessons, acquiring knowledge. Some people live very long lives but learn very little.
I am saved today, saved by Grace. Dear LORD I thank you. I must say I was very angry when I finally accepted the fact that my mother was nothing more than a depraved demonic snake. I've lost count of the art, manuscripts, poetry, prose and intellectual property she destroyed, the opportunities lost due to her sabotage.
Dear LORD how can one woman be so foolish for so long? Pride! Foolish pride makes her continue to try to mask her lies and pawn them off as GOD's Gospel Truth. Many in my family are still held hostage by her. Do they fear her more than GOD? Is is possible. She beat them savagely from infancy.
I will remind you Jesus said; "Fear no man!" Put your trust and faith in GOD, not man! I'm so glad I heeded GOD's voice in time. I can't brag and say that I was all that wise. I was just tired, ,beleaguered. I was exhausted, exasperated, tired of my monster of a mother robbing me, crushing me, grinding me into dust.
First she lures you in with that "siren" voice, plays mother to the hilt, showers you with token cheap gifts. Entices you to do the wrong thing, to take the wrong path. Then WAM! She back stabs you again, then laughs. Gets on the phone and embellishes with even more lies. If you shun her she tells the world what a horrible selfish uncaring child you are. She calls crying telling you how much she loves you and you have to be out of your mind to believe that she would ever do anything to harm you, to harm anyone. She cries and lies on the phone pleading; "I cleaned your s***** diapers!" (She lied. My grandfather changed my diapers. She was no where around. ) She sends you another gift, compliments you with the highest praise.
Before you know it, you are caught again, just another toy, another puppy for her to abuse. When GOD tells you to shun the very presence of evil, I suggest you listen.
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 (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright August 3, 2013 All rights reserved
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Friday, August 2, 2013
"Time changes all things."
Another gem of wisdom from my grandfather. I am a knowledge junky, a ravenous reader. I love to collect information, facts. I must say the Internet has had a tremendous impact on my life. The television brought sick racist in the segregated deep south to their knees. And I know the Internet and social outlets like Facebook will put a dent in child abuse. I never would have learned about the mysterious "mental illness" plaguing my mother or discovered millions of women like me, countless children ruined by evil adults, without the Internet.
I will always credit two organizations for my awareness; ASCA (Adult Survivors of Child Abuse) and DONM (Daughters of Narcissistic Mothers).
I must share this definition someone posted today. " Liar's Poker - All people with narcissistic personality disorder (NPD) play this game superbly. They are consummate liars. *(Not only is my mother a consummate liar, she is a pathological liar.) Their entire persona, their world and their very selves are completely based in lies. They are truly empty shells in most respects (except what IS in the shell is truly evil, toxic and ugly.) The good stuff is all made up in order to get OTHER people to give them praise, worship, adoration and accolades ... their much needed narcissistic supply ... their daily dose of fresh blood that keeps them going. Of course, other people have to bleed for them to feed but who cares? They don't." (author unknown)
How simplistic. That's her in a nut shell. Some where lying and doing evil right now. My brothers better watch out. You don't ever want to achieve or prosper, that makes her jealous. When she gets jealous you better look out she is going to do something outrageous. You will not see it coming. It will be excruciatingly painful. You will call yourself a fool (again) for letting her back into your life, for letting her get too close.
"I don' tole'cha!"
I will always credit two organizations for my awareness; ASCA (Adult Survivors of Child Abuse) and DONM (Daughters of Narcissistic Mothers).
I must share this definition someone posted today. " Liar's Poker - All people with narcissistic personality disorder (NPD) play this game superbly. They are consummate liars. *(Not only is my mother a consummate liar, she is a pathological liar.) Their entire persona, their world and their very selves are completely based in lies. They are truly empty shells in most respects (except what IS in the shell is truly evil, toxic and ugly.) The good stuff is all made up in order to get OTHER people to give them praise, worship, adoration and accolades ... their much needed narcissistic supply ... their daily dose of fresh blood that keeps them going. Of course, other people have to bleed for them to feed but who cares? They don't." (author unknown)
How simplistic. That's her in a nut shell. Some where lying and doing evil right now. My brothers better watch out. You don't ever want to achieve or prosper, that makes her jealous. When she gets jealous you better look out she is going to do something outrageous. You will not see it coming. It will be excruciatingly painful. You will call yourself a fool (again) for letting her back into your life, for letting her get too close.
"I don' tole'cha!"
"Something's Got a Hold of Me" (1959)- James Cleveland
I can't explain it! I can't contain it! It is like fire shut up in my bones.
"Glory, Glory Hallelujah!"
I woke up in my right mind, woke up with love in my heart. I am saved and sanctified! And wishing the same for you. I want GOD's abundant love to live in you, to be made manifest in you!
Thank you for protecting me LORD, for holding my hand, for leading me through "this barren land". Bless every one that reads this blog LORD. Touch their hearts with a finger of love. Give them that agape love and joy that surpasses all understanding. May their cups overflow. May they have so much wealth they don't bother to count it.
Let them walk around radiating, beaming, glowing that Holy Ghost glow. Welcome them into Your Kingdom LORD. Let them know that they are just sojourners here, didn't come to stay always.
In the mighty name of Jesus I pray.
Rachel
Copyright August 2, 2013 All rights reserved
Thank you for protecting me LORD, for holding my hand, for leading me through "this barren land". Bless every one that reads this blog LORD. Touch their hearts with a finger of love. Give them that agape love and joy that surpasses all understanding. May their cups overflow. May they have so much wealth they don't bother to count it.
Let them walk around radiating, beaming, glowing that Holy Ghost glow. Welcome them into Your Kingdom LORD. Let them know that they are just sojourners here, didn't come to stay always.
In the mighty name of Jesus I pray.
Rachel
Copyright August 2, 2013 All rights reserved
I say I'm doing well ...
because I am. I should put that bumper sticker on my car;"Blessed and Highly Favored!" because I am. Number one, to quote my oldest brother;"I'm due to be dead!"
How I managed to avoid getting killed or committing suicide is only by the Grace of GOD! No padded cells, no straight jackets, no "cases"! Praise the LORD!
If you intend to survive in this wicked world, you better get rooted and grounded in the Holy Ghost! I strongly suggest you hurry up. Don't waste you time debating, contemplating or procrastinating. "The time is at hand".
When a serpent crawls up in your family and wrecks havoc and commits foul deeds for 88 years,then you will understand.
I'm just praising the LORD here. Thankful for every blessing, for revelation. I can't help it. I don't want to help it. I am having a Holy Ghost party right here all by myself. Praise the LORD for He is Good!
Take the blinders off children. Walk tall, unencumbered, unashamed. Praise the LORD to the top of your lungs. Love GOD, love the world He created, love your neighbor as yourself.
Have a very blessed day children.
Much Love,
Rachel
Copyright August 2, 2013 All rights reserved
How I managed to avoid getting killed or committing suicide is only by the Grace of GOD! No padded cells, no straight jackets, no "cases"! Praise the LORD!
If you intend to survive in this wicked world, you better get rooted and grounded in the Holy Ghost! I strongly suggest you hurry up. Don't waste you time debating, contemplating or procrastinating. "The time is at hand".
When a serpent crawls up in your family and wrecks havoc and commits foul deeds for 88 years,then you will understand.
I'm just praising the LORD here. Thankful for every blessing, for revelation. I can't help it. I don't want to help it. I am having a Holy Ghost party right here all by myself. Praise the LORD for He is Good!
Take the blinders off children. Walk tall, unencumbered, unashamed. Praise the LORD to the top of your lungs. Love GOD, love the world He created, love your neighbor as yourself.
Have a very blessed day children.
Much Love,
Rachel
Copyright August 2, 2013 All rights reserved
I'm doing well ...
thanks for asking. My mother sincerely complimented me once. Of course I remember it like it was yesterday, because that is something she rarely did. It was 1973, we were standing in the driveway of 825 Dwain Drive, Fayetteville, North Carolina. I had recently graduated from NCA&T State University.
"Gwen, you sho' are strong!" I thought it was a rather curious thing to say. But, like a starving mangy dog I lapped it up, glad for the attention. "Why did she call me strong?" I wondered.
Never in a million years would I have believed the evil my mother was up to, had always been up to since my birth. I had many inclinations but for some reason I never put two and two together. Reminding me almost every day of my life that she gave my "black a** away." I foolishly thought that she was brutally honest, wanted me to know of her struggles. Yes, a part of me thought that she was just trying to destroy my self esteem.
I was severely sexually assaulted by my "stepfather" from age four to fourteen. Instinctively I knew she was lying when she said that she didn't know anything about it. Martha is just another common woman. Yes, I knew. We all knew. We just didn't want to know. We preferred to front with her. Ride around in her big expensive cars, pretend we had more than we did.
I remember being envied and admired in high school because we drove a big Sedan de ville Cadillac to E.E. Smith Sr High and parked it in the student parking lot. Did any one notice how shabbily we dressed? Skipped school almost every Friday because that was our designated day to sell my mother's liquor by the shot to the neighborhood kids.
My mother refused to give us any money for anything, so we worked, baby sat, cut grass, etc. Since she bought her liquor by the Texas Fifth we felt entitled to sell quiet a bit and refill the bottle with tea. We watched her carefully. Martha could never hold her liquor and we would laugh; "That b**** got just as drunk off of that watered down liquor as she did from the "real" stuff."
My mother had six children, her first at sixteen and her last at 42. She hated us, all of us, secretly of course because she is a coward, a sadist, a pedophile. It's the truth. The truth she refused to face. She is a narcissist. She always told me that the world would never accept me, never love me because I made the mistake of being born too black. Please know that I am coco brown. Not that it should matter. GOD created All of us in His own image. GOD loves every color, every hue, every hair texture. Only very ignorant people go around bragging about the color of their skin.
I know now she was just trying to justify her lewd, common, carnal lusts. You men and women better be careful when you claim that you are looking for a "freak in the sheets".
I also know that Martha never expected me to figure her out. She did expect me to take her verbal and psychological assaults forever. No one would ever see through her. At least that was her plan. She didn't count on King Jesus! Her faith in GOD is so low she thought she could drag me to church every single Sunday for 18 years and never expect me to learn anything about the goodness of GOD. She expected my faith to be like hers, weak and shallow.
Praise the Living LORD! She was wrong! Martha you are caught in your "commonness", in your carnal filth. Take that robe off! Take off your gold "crosses". Quit telling people that you are ;"jest sending up timber."
You belong to satan! You ought to be ashamed. You worked "roots" on me, on your whole family. How absolutely ignorant can you be? You know you look like a primitive slave straight off the boat from Africa! You have no excuse for such stupidity. You counted on my being too ashamed to tell on you. You were wrong. It does my heart good to reveal you to the world.
I will admit I would have let you go to your grave, would have never told a word about your child and sex abuse. But, you messed around and MURDERED my poor old granddaddy. Jerome Walters was a good man, a good Christian man. He didn't deserve that. You stooped too low when you put your hands on him. You stole his good name, wiped your filthy feet on the memory of the only man that ever truly loved me.
You were delighted. You could not hide your joy behind those devious serpent eyes. You never shed one sorry tear. You still refuse to settle up. You said; "I ain't saying I'm sorry fa s***!" Well GOD has the final say on that.
Yes, I am ashamed to know you. But, that is simply because I am human. The Christ in me always says the same thing; "You are forgiven daughter, repent of your sins. Take your place at the foot of the cross."
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 (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright August 2, 2013 All rights reserved
"Gwen, you sho' are strong!" I thought it was a rather curious thing to say. But, like a starving mangy dog I lapped it up, glad for the attention. "Why did she call me strong?" I wondered.
Never in a million years would I have believed the evil my mother was up to, had always been up to since my birth. I had many inclinations but for some reason I never put two and two together. Reminding me almost every day of my life that she gave my "black a** away." I foolishly thought that she was brutally honest, wanted me to know of her struggles. Yes, a part of me thought that she was just trying to destroy my self esteem.
I was severely sexually assaulted by my "stepfather" from age four to fourteen. Instinctively I knew she was lying when she said that she didn't know anything about it. Martha is just another common woman. Yes, I knew. We all knew. We just didn't want to know. We preferred to front with her. Ride around in her big expensive cars, pretend we had more than we did.
I remember being envied and admired in high school because we drove a big Sedan de ville Cadillac to E.E. Smith Sr High and parked it in the student parking lot. Did any one notice how shabbily we dressed? Skipped school almost every Friday because that was our designated day to sell my mother's liquor by the shot to the neighborhood kids.
My mother refused to give us any money for anything, so we worked, baby sat, cut grass, etc. Since she bought her liquor by the Texas Fifth we felt entitled to sell quiet a bit and refill the bottle with tea. We watched her carefully. Martha could never hold her liquor and we would laugh; "That b**** got just as drunk off of that watered down liquor as she did from the "real" stuff."
My mother had six children, her first at sixteen and her last at 42. She hated us, all of us, secretly of course because she is a coward, a sadist, a pedophile. It's the truth. The truth she refused to face. She is a narcissist. She always told me that the world would never accept me, never love me because I made the mistake of being born too black. Please know that I am coco brown. Not that it should matter. GOD created All of us in His own image. GOD loves every color, every hue, every hair texture. Only very ignorant people go around bragging about the color of their skin.
I know now she was just trying to justify her lewd, common, carnal lusts. You men and women better be careful when you claim that you are looking for a "freak in the sheets".
I also know that Martha never expected me to figure her out. She did expect me to take her verbal and psychological assaults forever. No one would ever see through her. At least that was her plan. She didn't count on King Jesus! Her faith in GOD is so low she thought she could drag me to church every single Sunday for 18 years and never expect me to learn anything about the goodness of GOD. She expected my faith to be like hers, weak and shallow.
Praise the Living LORD! She was wrong! Martha you are caught in your "commonness", in your carnal filth. Take that robe off! Take off your gold "crosses". Quit telling people that you are ;"jest sending up timber."
You belong to satan! You ought to be ashamed. You worked "roots" on me, on your whole family. How absolutely ignorant can you be? You know you look like a primitive slave straight off the boat from Africa! You have no excuse for such stupidity. You counted on my being too ashamed to tell on you. You were wrong. It does my heart good to reveal you to the world.
I will admit I would have let you go to your grave, would have never told a word about your child and sex abuse. But, you messed around and MURDERED my poor old granddaddy. Jerome Walters was a good man, a good Christian man. He didn't deserve that. You stooped too low when you put your hands on him. You stole his good name, wiped your filthy feet on the memory of the only man that ever truly loved me.
You were delighted. You could not hide your joy behind those devious serpent eyes. You never shed one sorry tear. You still refuse to settle up. You said; "I ain't saying I'm sorry fa s***!" Well GOD has the final say on that.
Yes, I am ashamed to know you. But, that is simply because I am human. The Christ in me always says the same thing; "You are forgiven daughter, repent of your sins. Take your place at the foot of the cross."
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 (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright August 2, 2013 All rights reserved
Thursday, August 1, 2013
You can mistreat your children if you want to ...
"You gon' be shame one day." Yea, play the evil sadist bully while you can. Take unfair advantage of as many people as you can. Pretend to be insulted and chagrined when confronted.
What an awful plan. Was that the best you could do, really? Role playing, like you were on stage. How could one person be so jealous, envious and sadistic?
So, I'm supposed to let you off the hook, "put the past in the past", just because you suddenly got old and pitiful? Granddaddy was old and pitiful and you shot him through the heart. Would you like for one of us to shoot you through the heart and finally put you out of your misery?
When and how did you learn to love "secrecy" so? It is as if you think; "Nobody saw me ... so that means I didn't do it?" I do believe you committed every sin known to man, and never cared. You never got nervous, never missed a wink of sleep.
Martha, you don't have any morals. You don't know what a boundary is. There comes a time that you have to "settle up", give in account, "put up or shut up". What did you think was going to happen when you did all of those terrible things to us? Did you believe you could bully, curse and manipulate us forever?
You are not going to do it are you? You said that you would never repent, never say that you are sorry. Well Mathy, you are a very small person. You are a little girl that never grew up. Albeit, a very wicked, sick, sadist little girl. But, a little girl, just the same. You are the same little girl that smashed that puppy. The same little girl that was always sneaking around up to devilment.
May the Dear LORD have mercy on your miserable soul. You should ask GOD to forgive you of all the reprehensible things you did over 87 years. Stop lying! No, you never lived the abundant life GOD designed for you because you never put one iota of trust in GOD. You trusted in Mathy Jane. You trusted in those demonic spirits you conjured up from the grave.
I am sure no one believes me. I would not believe me either if I had not been there. GOD is still shaking His head, a "root worker", a conjurer, turned preacher. My sweet LORD! Save her Sweet JESUS!
It happened in my family. It could just as easily happen in yours. Who knows what goes on behind closed doors? It is rather ironic. It's your extreme cruelty that got you caught red handed up to your eyeballs in satanic sin.
"Get thee behind me satan!" You need to be ashamed of yourself but you don't have sense enough. That's what you always said about me. According to you I am the world's biggest fool. I know for a fact that you are a Sooth Sayer. Did your Lost Book of Moses tell you how to murder your own daddy and get away with it?
Did it give you instructions on how to destroy your own family, your children and grandchildren, squander your inheritance, defile the youth and mock GOD by climbing into a pulpit?
You are still not sorry? I'm still a liar!? I'm crazy! I have a demon!!!?
Martha the saddest fact of all is that you never grew. Yes, you did perfect your evil. I must say you are a gifted reprobate. But, if you look back over your life you see the same pattern repeating it self over and over. Your best friend Jean Johnson, you loved to the point of envy. You started calling yourself Martha Jean because her name was Jean. You loved her so much you hated her, grew jealous, betrayed her by seducing her man, said he wanted you instead of her. You were the prettiest, the smartest. You were more deserving, you were perfect, you had the right to do what ever you pleased. You decided to do things so foul that no one would ever believe you were the culprit. You became very adept at pinning your sins on your victims. Very clever trick straight from the brain of satan.
You repeated that same scenario over and over. When she discovered you had in fact betrayed her, you went ballistic! How could she think such a thing!? "I'm not that kinda person!"
Yes, Martha, you are that kind of person. Believe me I do weep for you. It breaks my heart to see you in such misery. I hurt for you because you knowingly chose satan over Our Almighty GOD. You demand that I play your simple fool down to the bitter end.
You hint that you don't want to be embarrassed. When have you ever cared what any one thought? You don't want to pay up. You don't want to settle your account. Remember when you used to scream and curse at us and demand that we come get our beating? "Bring yo' sorry black muthaf***** a** heah! I'm gonna beat the living wadder s*** outta you!" Remember that? What did granddaddy tell you?
Let me quote from the "Obsequiae Services" you wrote for granddaddy: "So live, that when thy summons comes to join the innumerable caravan, that moves to that mysterious realm, where each shall take his chamber in the silent halls of death, thou go not, like a quarry-salve at night, scourged in his dungeon, but sustained and soothed by an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave like one who wraps the drapery of his couch about him, and lies down to pleasant dreams." - William Cullen Bryant.
You had the unmitigated gall to sign it "Respectfully, The Family"
Mother, you are going out like a cowardly slave. I guess it is fitting because you sure lived like one for the past 88 years.
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 (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright August 1, 2013 All rights reserved
What an awful plan. Was that the best you could do, really? Role playing, like you were on stage. How could one person be so jealous, envious and sadistic?
So, I'm supposed to let you off the hook, "put the past in the past", just because you suddenly got old and pitiful? Granddaddy was old and pitiful and you shot him through the heart. Would you like for one of us to shoot you through the heart and finally put you out of your misery?
When and how did you learn to love "secrecy" so? It is as if you think; "Nobody saw me ... so that means I didn't do it?" I do believe you committed every sin known to man, and never cared. You never got nervous, never missed a wink of sleep.
Martha, you don't have any morals. You don't know what a boundary is. There comes a time that you have to "settle up", give in account, "put up or shut up". What did you think was going to happen when you did all of those terrible things to us? Did you believe you could bully, curse and manipulate us forever?
You are not going to do it are you? You said that you would never repent, never say that you are sorry. Well Mathy, you are a very small person. You are a little girl that never grew up. Albeit, a very wicked, sick, sadist little girl. But, a little girl, just the same. You are the same little girl that smashed that puppy. The same little girl that was always sneaking around up to devilment.
May the Dear LORD have mercy on your miserable soul. You should ask GOD to forgive you of all the reprehensible things you did over 87 years. Stop lying! No, you never lived the abundant life GOD designed for you because you never put one iota of trust in GOD. You trusted in Mathy Jane. You trusted in those demonic spirits you conjured up from the grave.
I am sure no one believes me. I would not believe me either if I had not been there. GOD is still shaking His head, a "root worker", a conjurer, turned preacher. My sweet LORD! Save her Sweet JESUS!
It happened in my family. It could just as easily happen in yours. Who knows what goes on behind closed doors? It is rather ironic. It's your extreme cruelty that got you caught red handed up to your eyeballs in satanic sin.
"Get thee behind me satan!" You need to be ashamed of yourself but you don't have sense enough. That's what you always said about me. According to you I am the world's biggest fool. I know for a fact that you are a Sooth Sayer. Did your Lost Book of Moses tell you how to murder your own daddy and get away with it?
Did it give you instructions on how to destroy your own family, your children and grandchildren, squander your inheritance, defile the youth and mock GOD by climbing into a pulpit?
You are still not sorry? I'm still a liar!? I'm crazy! I have a demon!!!?
Martha the saddest fact of all is that you never grew. Yes, you did perfect your evil. I must say you are a gifted reprobate. But, if you look back over your life you see the same pattern repeating it self over and over. Your best friend Jean Johnson, you loved to the point of envy. You started calling yourself Martha Jean because her name was Jean. You loved her so much you hated her, grew jealous, betrayed her by seducing her man, said he wanted you instead of her. You were the prettiest, the smartest. You were more deserving, you were perfect, you had the right to do what ever you pleased. You decided to do things so foul that no one would ever believe you were the culprit. You became very adept at pinning your sins on your victims. Very clever trick straight from the brain of satan.
You repeated that same scenario over and over. When she discovered you had in fact betrayed her, you went ballistic! How could she think such a thing!? "I'm not that kinda person!"
Yes, Martha, you are that kind of person. Believe me I do weep for you. It breaks my heart to see you in such misery. I hurt for you because you knowingly chose satan over Our Almighty GOD. You demand that I play your simple fool down to the bitter end.
You hint that you don't want to be embarrassed. When have you ever cared what any one thought? You don't want to pay up. You don't want to settle your account. Remember when you used to scream and curse at us and demand that we come get our beating? "Bring yo' sorry black muthaf***** a** heah! I'm gonna beat the living wadder s*** outta you!" Remember that? What did granddaddy tell you?
Let me quote from the "Obsequiae Services" you wrote for granddaddy: "So live, that when thy summons comes to join the innumerable caravan, that moves to that mysterious realm, where each shall take his chamber in the silent halls of death, thou go not, like a quarry-salve at night, scourged in his dungeon, but sustained and soothed by an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave like one who wraps the drapery of his couch about him, and lies down to pleasant dreams." - William Cullen Bryant.
You had the unmitigated gall to sign it "Respectfully, The Family"
Mother, you are going out like a cowardly slave. I guess it is fitting because you sure lived like one for the past 88 years.
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 (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)
Copyright August 1, 2013 All rights reserved
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