March lockstep ...

don't look right or left, never look back, dis-remember, absorb all the pain, remain mum, never think, never contemplate, never understand.  It has been done for ages.  Follow that creepy bumpy road to nowhere.  You know there is nothing ahead for you but pain but you will continue to follow that well worn path because every one else does.  No one else is complaining.  You were born poor or black (even worse, both).  You were an "accident", "GOD'S punishment" for illicit sex.

You came here a loser, accept your lot in life, shut the f*** up! and "tote that barge, lift that bale!".  You are nothing but a mule.  Quit thinking!  Do as you are told and let someone else think for you.  Pay your black tax or your poor white trash tax.  Pay for being a bastard.  Yes, that is a debt you owe to a mother that never wanted you.

You have a right to Think! You have every right to know.  You are welcome at the banquet table my LORD set for you.  Why are you still down on your knees bending, bowing, scrapping for crumbs from some imp's table.  Just stand up! They have no power over you!  A lie is still a lie I don't care who is telling it.  And a lie can not live forever.

I am going to try to explain this one more time.  Demon possession is real!  The sad truth is when you solicit spirits from murdered men's graves that unleashed spirit has to go some place.  You disturbed it, you kept it.  That is exactly what happened to Martha.  Don't tell me she wasn't a "root worker"!  I was there! I saw and experienced first hand.

It is obvious.  Look at her life! Praise the LORD!  Don't feel so high and mighty, don't get on your saved and sanctified, ain't never done nothing wrong high horse yet.  If anything my life with Martha taught me how easy it is to let the devil into your heart, to give him a toe hold, and how difficult it is to get rid of him.  First thing that happens is you become blind.  You become foolish.  You think you are wise because you are now delusional and totally under the control of the evil one.  You are going to need an exorcist, you are going to need the prayers of your loved ones, of your church, your community.

But, how can you ask now when you have lived a complete lie for over eighty years?  Now you are stuck.  Can you confess your mountain of sins?  Every day you mean to, every day you want to , but you are far too ashamed.  That's it; "GOD maketh NOT ashamed!"

Children, collect all your burdens, all your pain, all your lies, all your troubles, all of your lack and place it on the throne of Grace.  Jesus wants your burdens because He wants to relieve you.  He wants you to have life and to have it more abundantly.

One more day! Thank you LORD!  One more day to praise you, one more day to get it right, one more day to get myself straight, to set my house in order.  Praise the LORD!

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 15, 2014  All rights reserved

"I am going to tell GAWD on You!" ...

I screamed!; bloody and bleeding.   (Praise the LORD! If you can't take hearing about it, how do you think I feel?  Do you think I can simply erase that torture from my mind?  Am I being evil and some how disloyal for telling?  Do you disbelieve me or are you simply uncaring?  It didn't happen to you.  You can't do anything about it.  "What's done is done!")

"You crazy as Hell! You out'cha f******** mind! ... I don't Lie to GAWD! Whut duh f*** I gon' lie to you fuh!? You sorry black a**, dumb ignut a**, stupid muthaf******! GAWD MADE YOU AND GAWD DAMN YOU!!!"

That my friends was my mother's standard answer or defense when caught in wrong doing.  Proof that a horrific, vulgar offense is better than any defense.  Your victim will soon forget the deed they accused you of and become hysterical with excruciating pain because those dummies truly love you.

When I screamed to the top of my lungs that I was going to tell GOD I didn't know GOD already knew.  In my hysteria I forgot about the promise He made to me when I was four years old.

Yes, I do have a message for you children.  Trust GOD!  Turn off the noise of this world.  Love from the inside out.  Do not base your love on physical appearance alone.  Love yourself!  Standup for yourself! Do establish boundaries!  Do not ever let anyone pawn their shame, debauchery or sin onto you.  Don't accept it!  How dare you stand there silent?  Looking stupid with your head down, raging, losing your mind because you know she is the guilty one. You believe her lies; "you can't win fuh duh fix you in! he-he-he-he".

[No! my child it is NOT that they do NOT believe you.  They do NOT want to believe you. Voluntary ignorance is preferable to the truth they avoid. Tell them to pray child, tell them to pray!]

Pray! Pray for the indwelling of His Holy Spirit!  Pray for courage and the strength to accept GOD's Gospel Truth over your life, in your life.

Never let any imp for satan steal your dream, rob you of your gifts.  Repeat this affirmation everyday, print it out, put it on your bathroom mirror, brush your teeth with it :

**"I was born for Greatness! If I am to Be what I want to Be! It is up to ME!!!"

Get out of the blame game!  Get out of the magic game! Stay away from the occult! witchcraft! all such demonology.

Get Baptized! Put on the whole armor of GOD!

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 14, 2014  All rights reserved.

** Huge disclaimer! My greatness is contingent upon GOD's Plan, His Will and His Time, PTL!

"Piece-duh-way-home"

I love my country roots.  Running around kicking up white powdery dust as a child.  When the mud ruts dried up in the dirt road leading to my grandfather's house, they dried to a fine powder. I deliberately squished it between my toes.  It felt like a mountain of baby powder.

We could see the smoke from Aunt Maggie's chimney clearly standing on granddaddy's huge rambling ranch slyle porch.  We were what you call next door neighbors.  But, better because we were kin.

I would visit my cousins,  probably daily.  We were all grandchildren growing up together.  We were lucky, no daycare for us.  No after school care.  We had "Grandparent Care".  The best care in the world.  Especially when you are way out in the country far away from predators.  No congested highways, skyscrapers or hoodlums on the prowl.

Anyway, my entire point is this; after playing house, mud-pie making, white clay digging and eating, the sun would start to go down and I knew I better head home.  But, we had this ritual; we had an obligation to beg the visited to walk the visitor "piece-way-home".

It didn't make any sense, but to show your appreciation, your gratitude for the visit, you had to walk your friend, cousin, visitor half way home.  I didn't like to do it when it was my turn.  But, I always did.

When I think about it, it was pointless.  But, walking with GOD is not pointless.  It is essential!

GOD wants us.  He is walking with us all the way.  There is no "piece-duh-way-home" with Jesus.  Won't you walk with Him?  Won't you give your life to Christ today?

Why wait?  Let GOD walk with you, talk with you, be your comforter.

Stay in His WORD children.  Remember; "Apart from Christ we are nothing."

May GOD's Grace, Mercy and Truth engulf you, cloak you in Perfect Peace,
Rachel Gwendolyn (the exceedingly proud granddaughter of a great Patriarch, JEROME WALTERS)

Copyright March 13, 2014   All rights reserved

What did Jesus do to you?

GOD Sent His only begotten son that we might have life and have it more abundantly.

 How can you hate GOD?

How can you hate His commandments?

 Is love so hard to give?

 How can you demand love and loyalty and never give it?

 So, who do you really hate? Why do you rage and sulk?

Because you are faithless when it comes to GOD and His Kingdom.

Because you think life is some childish game like Tag or Hide-And-Go-Seek.

Because you think you were the first, the devil convinced you that you and you alone are brilliant.

You falsely believed your sick life would never be known by the people that loved you.

GOD said No!

Children, if you can't read and heed from my life, from my testimony, you have my kind condolences.

Dear LORD, my heart is broken ...

Dear LORD, I am trying to sweep up the pieces, trying to knit myself back together. Some of the pieces are much too small, nothing but dust. I stood crying and pleading, telling the world what my own mother had done to me. How she had used me like a dirty dishrag for my entire life. How she laughed at me, made a fool of me just so she could look good or look better. GOD! she murdered her own father! My granddaddy! A man that was never anything but a patient saint. No, we all know she did it. Just can't face it, can't handle the pain. Just maintain the status quo. If something evil and eery happens in your "family". If it is creepy and strange, foreign to this world, just ignore it. You're used to it. You had a tooth filled without any Novocain by a "black" dentist that hated all people of color. You suffered that excruciating pain because Mathy told you; "Dont go to dat dentist showing yo'a**!" Was Dr.*B***** a sadist!? Why would he fill my huge cavity without giving me anything for the pain? Why did I take it? Why didn't I speak up for myself? My little fingers dug deep into the chair rails, my toes curled up in my shoes. But, I did not cry. Mathy told me I better not ever cry. I am not going to relive all of the pain that woman forced me to endure. I will tell you children this: Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! Close your mouth. Be quiet and listen. Stop being so argumentative and defensive. Martha Jane could never be corrected because she was never wrong. Every one was too sensitive, too dumb, too jealous. Nothing was ever Martha Jane Walter's fault. Don't lie! Quit lying! Pray to become honest in all your dealings. Refuse to be double minded. Don't hate. Ask GOD to cleanse your heart. Live right. Study you Bible. Pray! Pray without ceasing.

Testing, testing...

This is my garden. I am grinning because I am teaching myself how to include pictures and videos to my blog, look out! I am about to be dangerous ;0)

No, you're not going ...

To steal my joy devil! You see I know who I am and whose I am. Yes I hurt deeply when you steal my loved ones one by one. But, we both know it is their choice. It is called Free Will.

Some will beat their heads into the wall, try scheme after scheme and never catch on. Some will remain curled up in a fetal position mourning the mother they never had.

Some of will say; "Well, damn if you loved women and only wanted to love women, you should have said so. You didn't have to live a lie."

No matter what. I am going to hold on to GOD's unchanging hand, thank Him for His Divine Order and press on.