Nurse Ratchet is real and she is every where! Some are men! I want to know when, where, how, is 22 minutes, ever sufficient time for a good lunch? "Not, never!" "Not no where!" "No kind'na way"
Brother politician I challenge you to make a surprise visit to your local high school. Go incognito, without cameras. Why don't you sub?
I bet you shut up then! You are going to leave there running like those apostles in the book of Acts. "You gon' leave there naked, bloody, abused, beat up." But you will thank GOD.
As horrible as you will be treated , you will count it all joy. The imps keep losing. You tearfully watch them squirm in their filth.
They too refuse to ever be wrong. They would rather die hoping and praying that they rot, that there is no "after life".
Evil! The word is evil, there is no black or white. It is spiritual. "satan is a liar and a conjurer too."
Why the very sound of Mahalia Jackson blaring that song every Sunday should have frightened you. It wasn't meant to be, I reckon.
What you feel, go on and feel. If you can't feel Him? He is just not meant for you. If He doesn't talk to you,if you have never heard His voice, I'm sorry that is your lost.
Frankly, I don't think you were listening. You are so busy trying to be perfect for you fellow man. You know he is a liar, a hypocrite, changes his mind with the wind. Is always secretly glad to see any one's failure.
You know they hate and begrudge you. The worse are the ones that refuse to study, flat refuse to listen.
It is your fault. You told the hard headed heifer to not go out and bring home babies made out of wed-lock. She did. You surprised her with a shower. Now you are amazed and confused as you babysit, buy pampers, milk. Constantly advise, watch keenly from your side eye.
The babies keep coming. She won't say out of the club. You love the babies. But you are old. You live on a fixed income. You love the babies. She won't listen. The babies keep coming. Nothing is her fault. You discover that it is your fault. You never warned, you let …
I swear to GOD in Heaven! I have a brother this talented! Please pray for him! Lift him up in Jesus' Name! Dear LORD! Heal my brothers! Heal all five of them! Touch their hearts with a finger of love! Do it right now LORD! Turn them around LORD! Bring them to your marvelous light. It is done! In the mighty name of your son JESUS! IT IS DONE!
I spoke as a child. But when I became a man , I put away childish things."
Why couldn't we see how she pitted us against each other? Pelting each other with shameful insults that always began with; "My daddy or yo'daddy"
That's a funny scenario in a movie, not in real life.
For the life of me I could never understand why Martha demanded her own personal right to lie and destroy?
Martha smashed that puppy as a child and that is where she was stuck. She smashed that puppy over and over, swearing she did no "such a'thang!…I'LL KILL YOU BLACK *************** FO'LYING ON ME!"
It was hopeless. We, me, you, the LORD Jesus Christ in person could not drag Mathy Jane to her truth. It was abysmal! It was well deserved.
GOD said don't lie. Yet for some reason Martha thought that only she could, because she did it so well. No matter the situation or question,, satan quickly dispatched another "brilliant, fool proof scheme". She could remember all of her lies and what ever she got caught in, she could quickly bullshit her way out of with her little feminine siren. Martha knew how to coo to always get her way.
No, Martha was never maternalistic . She did not have one maternal bone in her body. What she could do, was imitate. She knew how to mimic good "motherly" behavior for small blocks at a time.
Martha's greatest weapon was her fierce ignorance. Her stupidity would knock you down. I am sure scientist will discover that she suffered from some form of retardation. She lived to be 87 and never knew her right from her left and always pronounced "loin", "lion". She never could grasp the concept of "gird up your loins."
had to smoke no weed. I just want to know why I can't smoke none? I'm grown. I'm old as Methuselah ! I don't hit a lick. Why are you so damn nosey!? Old lady Rubber-neck! Sit yo'azz down some where!
Bitch! If I see you coming a mile away, I'm turing around. I will gladly walk ten miles out of my way to stay out of your way! YOU ARE A SADIST! YOU HURT PEOPLE FOR THE FUN OF IT! That is NOT normal you dumb ***********! You know it is not normal , but you insist on coming around your loved ones with that black cloud hovering over your ignorant ass head. You know you came to ruin, to snatch, to destroy, then laugh. That shit got old bitch! That shit finally got old.
True, that license to preach , did fool my dumb ass. Cool. But GOD brought that boy back. Didn't you know? Why couldn't you catch on? Why couldn't you change then?
You thought you enjoyed hating, didn't you? Well ….. maybe you did, maybe you did.
else, he was pure, he was honest. Few knew or will ever know of the torment he suffered for being born poor. His family was so poor they had to live among *******! "Po'white trash" was the name given them.
I just want to show you one thing. Please observe how GOD took what was rejected, ridiculed, scorned, condemned by his fellow man, and made a Movement, a Revolution!
You didn't see it!? Well, I suggest you pay strict attention. Sit up straight!
"Back straight! Feet on the floor! Now, assume the learning position!"* Dr. Dennis Kimbro
Just a little more Grace LORD. A little more understanding. Just a little more love.
No, I am not GOD and never presume to think or talk for Him. I do know that we are all equal. You don't have to like my looks or my style but I have a right to my "uniqueness". And what do you expect from me? Are you demanding that I change my style and become a carbon copy imitation of you? Are you demanding that I spend money that I don't have to buy hair to sew or glue into my head just, so I can feel better about myself?
Please explain to me , how looking like you will make me more attractive?
Sir, ma'am! Just how will I feel better when I am paranoid about my tracks? What!? I'm sorry, I can't hear you, I'm so busy comparing, judging, hating and doing everything legal and a few things illegal to make my seven billion fellowmen covet me! I want every one to envy me! Envy and lust after me! That's what I do, lust and hate. Lust, hate, envy, plot and destroy.
NO! I am never going to read a book! That's for lames. I made up my mind along time ago, I am just going to be sexy, alluring, spend everyday in endless fornication, getting high, lying and blaming the entire world for my troubles.
Yes, I will hide behind race, skin color, divorce, what ever lame lie sounds good. Who can argue with that? I am poor and broke because of my skin color. No one ever gave me a chance . Yes, food stamps, section 8 housing, free day care, all entitlements I earned, that I want. I am dependent! I am incapable of critical thinking. Why I am void of common sense. Yet, I am too stupid, too lazy and apathetic to vote. It has never occurred to me that laws change with the "lawmakers".
"Too late to shut the barn do' when the hoss done got out."
The American public school system did deliberately create these vipers. You better watch carefully. They are getting pretty "mannish" jumping on police cars. They just don't know. I don't care what color you are, where you live, IT IS HOW YOU LIVE.
I will not live common. I will not associate with common, ignorant, superstitious , lying, denying, unrepentant people.
"Come ye out from among them."
If you want to eat, you have to work! "A man will work by the sweat of his brow." You can not cherry pick GOD's Word.
Old ignorant Mathy Jane knew she was just a lazy whore and that is all she ever aspired to be. It was very late in life when she realized she had squandered her good looks and superior intellect. Had traded it all to fornicate at will.
So, rather than seeking self improvement, ignorant Martha chose primitive voodoo, "root working" ,soothe saying and "D double-dogged-dared" any one in her immediate family to so much as breath a word. And especially do not tell that snitching , "Goody-two-shoes" daughter of hers!
"Mouf run lak goose **** by the moonlight!"
Growing up, wrong became right in our house. Martha hated me and granddaddy. We were both stupid for believing in GOD and Martha set out to prove it, over and over. I was a bit puzzled. We would spend eight or nine hours in church every Sunday. Yet, my mother would peel her long luxurious car out of the dirt parking lot, allowing; "Don't pay that **** no attention!"
Confused! Double minded! You can not love GOD and satan. You can not serve two masters. You will hate one and love the other. My "mother" clearly hated GOD! And she purely hated me with a passion!
I do thank GOD for Martha's miserable unending hatred against me. Praise the LORD!
