looked at Goliath and said ;"No way!" He was young, he didn't have to listen to GOD. He came from a wealthy family. He really didn't have to get involved. No one would have blamed him and everyone would have understood.
My life has taught me that we all can expect to meet or have a Goliath in our lives, some monster trying to destroy us. David was fortunate in this respect, he could see his demon. Far too many people are involved in a *"secret war, enemy unseen".
How can you defend yourself against an enemy you can't see? How can you protect yourself from an evil mother? A mother with no morals! I found out one thing you don't do. You DO NOT ignore it, do not deny it's existence.
My brother admitted that he was well aware of her low character and perennial interference and manipulation but he prided himself in his ability to placate her. He bragged that he alone could sense when she was up to something or lying and he knew how to duck and dodge her "slings and arrows".
"How do you know if Mathy is lying?"; we laughed. "When her mouth is moving." That is a shame. When everyone in your family expects for you to lie, to steal, to fornicate, to plot, to "work roots".
How many people in my family knew to get out their jars of sulfur and sweep their house clean after a visit from Mathy? Who didn't know that she had a very jaundiced eye?
That is worse than a shame, far beyond despicable. It is an abomination! It's true. I can't deny it. I can not reflect back on any time in my life that Martha Jane, Mathy Jane or what ever you want to call her was not up to some evil. I asked GOD why and He opened my Bible to Romans 1: 21 -22 ; "Because that, when they knew GOD, they glorified Him not as GOD, neither were thankful; but became vain in their imaginations, and their foolish heart was darkened. Professing themselves to be wise, they became fools."
Well ... thank you LORD. She sure thought she was brilliant alright, was fond of calling all of us fools, especially me.
Be hot or cold children. Decide this day whom you shall serve. No! you can NOT be double minded. You can not balance good AND evil. And No you can not have too much Jesus.
Stay in His WORD, 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 March 6, 2014 All rights reserved
* quote from Alice Lovelace and Jikki Riley
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
The Grand Inquisitor
After dragging and kicking boxes and boxes of evidence into the court room Rachel was exhausted. Sweaty, clothes ruffled, hair sticking up; Rachel began to frantically attempt to knock some of the thick dust off the mountain of boxes; some marked EXCRUCIATINGLY PAINFUL, EXAMPLES OF PERVERSION, most were marked DAILY CRUELTY AND SADISM WE ACCEPTED AS NORMAL.
Obviously irritated and in much too much of a hurry the Grand Inquisitor mumbled; "Yea dey is a heap of evidence dat dey wuz some anti-Christ-ism goin' on heah alright ..."
For one brief moment Rachel was very excited, so excited she feared the entire courtroom could hear her tiny broken heart beating wildly, thundering in her chest. Then she felt the old gray balding bearded man's eyes burning a hole in her. Rachel's joy started to slip away once again. That damn witch won again! (Damn she one smart muthaf******!)
"Well jest what you want me to do!? She ded ni! Yea ... you is right ... she sho' wuz low ... but she good ... too good fuh me to f*** wid and I'm de Grand In-Quiz-SAH-TOR. Dey ain't many dat can git by me ... but dat heifa 'dere she part of dem new n*******. Yes suh! Dur world gon' know sumpin' when a hep of dem n****** git together on dis earf."
Rachel gathered all the courage she had and screamed: "You can tell! ... the least you can do is try and warn people!"
"I wud baby but people don't want to hear none of that rat now. Dey partying chile. Gitting dey freak on. Dey twerking, trying to git a nut. Ain't nobody but some kinda nerd lak you trying to live right. Trying to be honest ... going 'round tellin' duh truf and s***. So I jest gave up and gave in. When a whole group rejects you, dats pain. When all duh n***** git together and talk about you lak a dog behind your back ... you git to feelin' so loney.
"But you are the Grand Inquisator!"; Rachel screamed. "You are supposed to care! You are supposed to guide!"
"Who said!? Who told you that rot!? ... Baby I am jest lak eva'body else ... out fuh my damn sef ... covering my own ass ... lookin' out fuh number one, lying, scheming, scamming, plotting and jest generally f***** up every dream I ever heard about."
Alarmed! Struck by an awesome electrical current Rachel reached up and grabbed the Grand Inquisitor's golden robe. Everything gold and glittery fell off and there stood Martha grinning from ear to ear.
Rachel stumbled from her bed scratching her old grey head and wondered aloud; "What did I eat? Where did that dream come from?"
"...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
Respectfully,
The Family
Copyright March 5, 2014 All rights reserved.
Obviously irritated and in much too much of a hurry the Grand Inquisitor mumbled; "Yea dey is a heap of evidence dat dey wuz some anti-Christ-ism goin' on heah alright ..."
For one brief moment Rachel was very excited, so excited she feared the entire courtroom could hear her tiny broken heart beating wildly, thundering in her chest. Then she felt the old gray balding bearded man's eyes burning a hole in her. Rachel's joy started to slip away once again. That damn witch won again! (Damn she one smart muthaf******!)
"Well jest what you want me to do!? She ded ni! Yea ... you is right ... she sho' wuz low ... but she good ... too good fuh me to f*** wid and I'm de Grand In-Quiz-SAH-TOR. Dey ain't many dat can git by me ... but dat heifa 'dere she part of dem new n*******. Yes suh! Dur world gon' know sumpin' when a hep of dem n****** git together on dis earf."
Rachel gathered all the courage she had and screamed: "You can tell! ... the least you can do is try and warn people!"
"I wud baby but people don't want to hear none of that rat now. Dey partying chile. Gitting dey freak on. Dey twerking, trying to git a nut. Ain't nobody but some kinda nerd lak you trying to live right. Trying to be honest ... going 'round tellin' duh truf and s***. So I jest gave up and gave in. When a whole group rejects you, dats pain. When all duh n***** git together and talk about you lak a dog behind your back ... you git to feelin' so loney.
"But you are the Grand Inquisator!"; Rachel screamed. "You are supposed to care! You are supposed to guide!"
"Who said!? Who told you that rot!? ... Baby I am jest lak eva'body else ... out fuh my damn sef ... covering my own ass ... lookin' out fuh number one, lying, scheming, scamming, plotting and jest generally f***** up every dream I ever heard about."
Alarmed! Struck by an awesome electrical current Rachel reached up and grabbed the Grand Inquisitor's golden robe. Everything gold and glittery fell off and there stood Martha grinning from ear to ear.
Rachel stumbled from her bed scratching her old grey head and wondered aloud; "What did I eat? Where did that dream come from?"
"...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
Respectfully,
The Family
Copyright March 5, 2014 All rights reserved.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
I didn't come for no form ...
or fashion, I just come to praise the LAWD." The famous words of Rev. Luvenia Robinson. A truly prayed up good woman as far as I ever knew. I sent my mother her tapes and she memorized her prayers and prayed them as hers, never giving Rev. Robinson any credit. "Dem dumb n****** don't know the difference. He-he-he-he-he."
That memory makes me cry. It makes me wonder; did my mother's chronic dishonesty keep her from GOD's Throne?
Don't keep me from your throne Dear LORD. "Create in me a clean heart....renew in me a right spirit ...strengthen me ....prop me up on every leaning side ... anything that is not right, remove it LORD .. teach me patience ...remove all hate, hurt and anger ... help me to forgive (sometimes I forget).
Save our children LORD! Save our babies form the hand of the evil one. Open their eyes LORD. Expose them LORD.(reprobates) Shake every tree. (thanks for exposing that elementary school principal)
Go before me LORD, pave a way for me. Let them know I am not the enemy. Let them know GOD doesn't need another pusillanimous whimpy "Christian". GOD needs real Biblical scholars, men and women that can discern and rightfully deciper the WORD of GOD.
Dont steal children. Don't "borrow" anyone's intellectual property and try to take credit for it because you are too impatient to develop you own gifts.
Take it to GOD! We all have issues and burdens, take them to the foot of His Cross and leave them there.
That memory makes me cry. It makes me wonder; did my mother's chronic dishonesty keep her from GOD's Throne?
Don't keep me from your throne Dear LORD. "Create in me a clean heart....renew in me a right spirit ...strengthen me ....prop me up on every leaning side ... anything that is not right, remove it LORD .. teach me patience ...remove all hate, hurt and anger ... help me to forgive (sometimes I forget).
Save our children LORD! Save our babies form the hand of the evil one. Open their eyes LORD. Expose them LORD.(reprobates) Shake every tree. (thanks for exposing that elementary school principal)
Go before me LORD, pave a way for me. Let them know I am not the enemy. Let them know GOD doesn't need another pusillanimous whimpy "Christian". GOD needs real Biblical scholars, men and women that can discern and rightfully deciper the WORD of GOD.
Dont steal children. Don't "borrow" anyone's intellectual property and try to take credit for it because you are too impatient to develop you own gifts.
Take it to GOD! We all have issues and burdens, take them to the foot of His Cross and leave them there.
Is there a Guiness Book of World Records ...
category for the world's wickedest mother? Or maybe a category for most manipulative treacherous scheming demon possessed preacher. Actually I think there should be a category for most pusillanimous family.
I know I should be satisfied with my safety alone. I finally escaped her (along with my daughter) and figured her out. No..., truth be told, GOD revealed her, showed her to me in the scripture. Praise the LORD.
Well, if you want to keep honoring a known demon. If you are satisfied with your little token life. If you don't read well and declare that you hate to read. If your feet are swift to run to mischief you are just like Martha. (Is it in the DNA?) May GOD bless and keep you and if you insist on being a low functioning, anti-intellectual in the 21st century, you just go right ahead.
If sex, last sex, future sex is the only real goal you have, GOD bless you. But, steer clear of me, I don't want to know you. If you are a lying backstabber and can't be trusted, steer clear. Don't run up to me with lies on your lips either. Telling me how good I look or how blessed I am then turn around and run to your phone to run me down because you hate yourself. (You hate yourself because you are a gutless bottom feeder and don't want to change.)
You beat babies and brutalize small children and declare to the top of your lungs that you don't need help. You are a Rapist, a robber, a harlot, a pathological liar! And you are so foolish you intended to be the one person on this earth to thwart GOD's law, GOD's commandments, to leave here declaring your UNREPENTENCE, and made sure every one will continue to uphold your whole phony fake existence because you were actually that good at your demonic craft!.
"Reap what you sow."; means nothing to you. GOD's WORD doesn't apply to you. You had the Seven Lost Books of Moses. "You couldn't loose for the stuff you used." "Dey ain't no hell! Hell right heah on earth!" ( Do you still believe that? How long is eternal?)
You are bond in hell now. No, you can't come back and redo anything. But, I still have a few questions for you. Didn't you ever notice how GOD was blessing me, rescuing me from scheme after scheme, plot after plot?
Martha, truthfully I do think you did suffer from some form of retardation. A type of dyslexia, you never learned your left from your right and you always pronounced loins "Lions" which I thought was hilarious.
We are saved by Grace. "Many are called but few are chosen". Notice that word, "few". Few as in small amount, minute percentage.
Dear LORD I know we have a long way to go. I still see Bibles being faded and bleached by the sun sitting dusty on some one's dashboard. There are still a significant number of people that carry a Bible as a talisman (good luck charm) or to impress others, to make people think they love the LORD or are at least religious. No children, you have to read it.
Like my mother some of the worse reprobates attend church "religiously", playing a role, looking the part (with no GOD in their heart). Too many of us are in line begging GOD for our long list of wants like GOD is Santa Claus.
No children you need to develop an intimate relationship with GOD. "Call Him up tell Him what you want." Certainly there was a time I believed most of the lies that rolled out of my mother's mouth. But, GOD taught me better. Do know GOD wants you to know that He will never leave or forsake you.
My family needs to know that refusing to know, refusing to accept the truth about Martha will not make her better in the eyes of GOD. No, I can not judge her. No, I can not safely declare that she is roasting in hell. But, I do know GOD said the wicked will cease from troubling.
I know trying to live and survive her sure brought me closer to Christ. The "Mathy Jane Experience" made me read and study the WORD. I sure learned how to pray.
Of all the legacies to leave being the "world's worse" is no proud achievement.
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 March 4, 2014 All rights reserved
I know I should be satisfied with my safety alone. I finally escaped her (along with my daughter) and figured her out. No..., truth be told, GOD revealed her, showed her to me in the scripture. Praise the LORD.
Well, if you want to keep honoring a known demon. If you are satisfied with your little token life. If you don't read well and declare that you hate to read. If your feet are swift to run to mischief you are just like Martha. (Is it in the DNA?) May GOD bless and keep you and if you insist on being a low functioning, anti-intellectual in the 21st century, you just go right ahead.
If sex, last sex, future sex is the only real goal you have, GOD bless you. But, steer clear of me, I don't want to know you. If you are a lying backstabber and can't be trusted, steer clear. Don't run up to me with lies on your lips either. Telling me how good I look or how blessed I am then turn around and run to your phone to run me down because you hate yourself. (You hate yourself because you are a gutless bottom feeder and don't want to change.)
You beat babies and brutalize small children and declare to the top of your lungs that you don't need help. You are a Rapist, a robber, a harlot, a pathological liar! And you are so foolish you intended to be the one person on this earth to thwart GOD's law, GOD's commandments, to leave here declaring your UNREPENTENCE, and made sure every one will continue to uphold your whole phony fake existence because you were actually that good at your demonic craft!.
"Reap what you sow."; means nothing to you. GOD's WORD doesn't apply to you. You had the Seven Lost Books of Moses. "You couldn't loose for the stuff you used." "Dey ain't no hell! Hell right heah on earth!" ( Do you still believe that? How long is eternal?)
You are bond in hell now. No, you can't come back and redo anything. But, I still have a few questions for you. Didn't you ever notice how GOD was blessing me, rescuing me from scheme after scheme, plot after plot?
Martha, truthfully I do think you did suffer from some form of retardation. A type of dyslexia, you never learned your left from your right and you always pronounced loins "Lions" which I thought was hilarious.
We are saved by Grace. "Many are called but few are chosen". Notice that word, "few". Few as in small amount, minute percentage.
Dear LORD I know we have a long way to go. I still see Bibles being faded and bleached by the sun sitting dusty on some one's dashboard. There are still a significant number of people that carry a Bible as a talisman (good luck charm) or to impress others, to make people think they love the LORD or are at least religious. No children, you have to read it.
Like my mother some of the worse reprobates attend church "religiously", playing a role, looking the part (with no GOD in their heart). Too many of us are in line begging GOD for our long list of wants like GOD is Santa Claus.
No children you need to develop an intimate relationship with GOD. "Call Him up tell Him what you want." Certainly there was a time I believed most of the lies that rolled out of my mother's mouth. But, GOD taught me better. Do know GOD wants you to know that He will never leave or forsake you.
My family needs to know that refusing to know, refusing to accept the truth about Martha will not make her better in the eyes of GOD. No, I can not judge her. No, I can not safely declare that she is roasting in hell. But, I do know GOD said the wicked will cease from troubling.
I know trying to live and survive her sure brought me closer to Christ. The "Mathy Jane Experience" made me read and study the WORD. I sure learned how to pray.
Of all the legacies to leave being the "world's worse" is no proud achievement.
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 March 4, 2014 All rights reserved
Monday, March 3, 2014
"Hear me and hear me ...
good!" not "well", but "good", that is what my step grandfather old man Rev. Jean (James) Doster used to say. He was actually a very good preacher. Cold black with a shaved head. He was handsome,weathered, with snow white teeth. I used to wonder what he would think if he knew his son was a "chester", a molester.
My mother and stepfather played "normal" around other people, especially my grandfather. "It "was our little secret". Just how dumb were they? Didn't they know I would grow up and decipher all their little codes, nods and looks? Didn't they know their little secrets were not safe with me?
I nursed my mother around the clock October of '08. She was very old and hateful. I attributed her behavior to the surgery. But, she began to talk. I listened;"Mr.XXXXX used to (screw) his daughters ...dey used to jest go git in duh bed wid dey daddy." Wow! I thought, where did that come from?
Then she told me about her mother's boyfriend(on the side). "Your Mother had a boyfriend!"; I exclaimed. She just laughed and gave me a little wink.
My mother claimed that my grandfather was a jealous man and was always beating his much younger wife for flirting or something. My mother claimed my grandfather beat my grandmother Rachel with and ax handle because he found some letter some man had written her in her possession. And he shot the man his is a** and crippled him.
Perhaps my grandfather was violent at one time. That is certainly not the granddaddy I knew. Jerome Walters was my sage, my patriarch, my savior. (Thank you Jesus) Without that man my life would have been rugged.
"Hear me and hear me well!" There are some more Mathys coming and they are coming in droves. No, you don't have to care about me, but you should care about your children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. These "Mathy Janes" are hiding right around the corner. They are sexual freaks and you are laughing and winking at your sons and grandsons. Tell that boy to put his armor on!
GOD told me to be more patient. You can't pull people out of a ditch if they are unaware of the fact they are actually in need of salvation. (Carnal people can't hear you.) If they have been down so long, it no longer occurs to them to get up. If they are still locked into that "slave mentality" of just satisfying their carnal needs, there is no need to waste your time. (Reminds me of Wretched of the Earth by Franz Fanon)
#1 - You should not be living paycheck to paycheck. Let's fix that. Let's pray over our finances. Trust GOD to lead you in the right direction financially.
#2 - No lie lives forever! No matter, how smart, how pretty, how much you are loved, your lies can not outlive you. You are not around to reinforce or manipulate. Plus, GOD got this.
#3 - Thank GOD for His Divine Order!
Copyright March 3, 2014 All rights reserved
My mother and stepfather played "normal" around other people, especially my grandfather. "It "was our little secret". Just how dumb were they? Didn't they know I would grow up and decipher all their little codes, nods and looks? Didn't they know their little secrets were not safe with me?
I nursed my mother around the clock October of '08. She was very old and hateful. I attributed her behavior to the surgery. But, she began to talk. I listened;"Mr.XXXXX used to (screw) his daughters ...dey used to jest go git in duh bed wid dey daddy." Wow! I thought, where did that come from?
Then she told me about her mother's boyfriend(on the side). "Your Mother had a boyfriend!"; I exclaimed. She just laughed and gave me a little wink.
My mother claimed that my grandfather was a jealous man and was always beating his much younger wife for flirting or something. My mother claimed my grandfather beat my grandmother Rachel with and ax handle because he found some letter some man had written her in her possession. And he shot the man his is a** and crippled him.
Perhaps my grandfather was violent at one time. That is certainly not the granddaddy I knew. Jerome Walters was my sage, my patriarch, my savior. (Thank you Jesus) Without that man my life would have been rugged.
"Hear me and hear me well!" There are some more Mathys coming and they are coming in droves. No, you don't have to care about me, but you should care about your children, grandchildren and great grandchildren. These "Mathy Janes" are hiding right around the corner. They are sexual freaks and you are laughing and winking at your sons and grandsons. Tell that boy to put his armor on!
GOD told me to be more patient. You can't pull people out of a ditch if they are unaware of the fact they are actually in need of salvation. (Carnal people can't hear you.) If they have been down so long, it no longer occurs to them to get up. If they are still locked into that "slave mentality" of just satisfying their carnal needs, there is no need to waste your time. (Reminds me of Wretched of the Earth by Franz Fanon)
#1 - You should not be living paycheck to paycheck. Let's fix that. Let's pray over our finances. Trust GOD to lead you in the right direction financially.
#2 - No lie lives forever! No matter, how smart, how pretty, how much you are loved, your lies can not outlive you. You are not around to reinforce or manipulate. Plus, GOD got this.
#3 - Thank GOD for His Divine Order!
Copyright March 3, 2014 All rights reserved
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