you can grit your teeth." I am not going to lie for you. I am not going to go along with wrong doing for you. Your greatest problem is that you are a successful bully. You are much too fierce to be a woman, or a man for that matter. You are too awful and too cruel. Your deeds are too dastardly, too shameful.
So what? You know and I know there is nothing that you can ever do that GOD does not forgive, except blaspheme the Holy Ghost.
I've told almost everything you ever did. There is no point in denying it. Everybody knows you did it. What are you waiting on? Who are you trying to impress? Who are you trying to be hard for? Your minions don't care if you spend eternity in hell.
I believe you care. I believe that you want to be born again. I believe that you want to repent. You've made such a tough brag for so long you don't know how to repent. You don't have to tell people that you've been a fake, they know. You've always been accused of being a hypocrite, rightly so.
So? Give GOD your heart. Repent of your sins. Do it now.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Good Morning heartache! Do know that the sun is going to shine in my backdoor one day
"Glad to be in duh house of the LAWD one mo' time!" various members of Wesley Chapel A.M.E. Zion church would get up and testify. Those kinds of statements were usually uttered by "kinfolk" stopping by. Some from other churches, some from the "norf", you know, "up-duh-road-niggaz".
Many came smartly dressed complete with "norther" accents. (Funny how a person can leave the south for one year and come back "proper" and "siddity".)
"Giving honor tuh GUARD! the head of my life, I greet you from Aber-seen-knee-er Bap-test chuuurcch in Brook-lyn New Yauwk! I bring good tidings from the Rev-ver-rand Doc-TOR Paul Olive-ver Ebe-neez-zer Powell!..." on and on for what seemed like "fa'eva!".
We were an equal opportunity church. Every visitor had to stand and speak. ( God help you if you did not have a home church to brag about.) "We" wanted to know who you were, "whose you wuz", and why you were there. You better look good too. You better have on some fine rags. You better be driving a fine automobile. Auto-mo-bile!, not a "ca'". There was a difference.
I know that time changes all things. But, I miss those days. I miss dinner on the "yard". I know I will never taste fried chicken like that again. It was fried in lard in black cast iron skillets, along with fried corn, okra (okries), good old collard greens. All the cakes were made from scratch. No box cakes here. It seems there was an unspoken competition.
There was always the "sistuh" that was the best cook. Some how every one in the church knew whose food to avoid like the plague. All of the dishes left on the wooden picnic tables would be completely empty, scrapped clean to the bottom. But, some would be left sitting, untouched, obviously deliberated avoided. Word got around if you had flies or let cats roam around in your kitchen.
Yes, good Christians do gossip.
I never had to worry about that. My grandfather was a tall handsome well to do widower. Needless to say we were well feed. Brother Walters had a standing invitation to every widow's home on Sunday.
Those pies; lemon chess, coconut custard...fresh real coconut. You actually purchased a brown woolly hard as a rock coconut, cracked it open, peeled the thick brown rind off and grated it by hand on a hand grater that was ravenous for raw knuckles.
I know that "time changes all things" and "you can never go home again". But, certain memories you savor. You keep them because they help to sustain you, keep you from breaking in half.
There was one thing I learned attending that little church in the "country". "At the name of the LORD Jesus Christ every knee will bow and every tongue shall confess that Jesus is LORD!"
Praise the LORD! Spread the WORD, spread His WORD. Be healed today! Pray for the indwelling of His Holy Spirit today. Don't visit His Church putting on airs, pretending that you are something that you are not. GOD does not care about what you have on or what you drove up in. GOD cares about your heart. Is your heart right? Does His love burn in your heart? If it doesn't, don't get mad, don't get jealous, get better. Salvation is Free!
Be richly blessed. Be healed, grow and glow. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness'
Rachel
Many came smartly dressed complete with "norther" accents. (Funny how a person can leave the south for one year and come back "proper" and "siddity".)
"Giving honor tuh GUARD! the head of my life, I greet you from Aber-seen-knee-er Bap-test chuuurcch in Brook-lyn New Yauwk! I bring good tidings from the Rev-ver-rand Doc-TOR Paul Olive-ver Ebe-neez-zer Powell!..." on and on for what seemed like "fa'eva!".
We were an equal opportunity church. Every visitor had to stand and speak. ( God help you if you did not have a home church to brag about.) "We" wanted to know who you were, "whose you wuz", and why you were there. You better look good too. You better have on some fine rags. You better be driving a fine automobile. Auto-mo-bile!, not a "ca'". There was a difference.
I know that time changes all things. But, I miss those days. I miss dinner on the "yard". I know I will never taste fried chicken like that again. It was fried in lard in black cast iron skillets, along with fried corn, okra (okries), good old collard greens. All the cakes were made from scratch. No box cakes here. It seems there was an unspoken competition.
There was always the "sistuh" that was the best cook. Some how every one in the church knew whose food to avoid like the plague. All of the dishes left on the wooden picnic tables would be completely empty, scrapped clean to the bottom. But, some would be left sitting, untouched, obviously deliberated avoided. Word got around if you had flies or let cats roam around in your kitchen.
Yes, good Christians do gossip.
I never had to worry about that. My grandfather was a tall handsome well to do widower. Needless to say we were well feed. Brother Walters had a standing invitation to every widow's home on Sunday.
Those pies; lemon chess, coconut custard...fresh real coconut. You actually purchased a brown woolly hard as a rock coconut, cracked it open, peeled the thick brown rind off and grated it by hand on a hand grater that was ravenous for raw knuckles.
I know that "time changes all things" and "you can never go home again". But, certain memories you savor. You keep them because they help to sustain you, keep you from breaking in half.
There was one thing I learned attending that little church in the "country". "At the name of the LORD Jesus Christ every knee will bow and every tongue shall confess that Jesus is LORD!"
Praise the LORD! Spread the WORD, spread His WORD. Be healed today! Pray for the indwelling of His Holy Spirit today. Don't visit His Church putting on airs, pretending that you are something that you are not. GOD does not care about what you have on or what you drove up in. GOD cares about your heart. Is your heart right? Does His love burn in your heart? If it doesn't, don't get mad, don't get jealous, get better. Salvation is Free!
Be richly blessed. Be healed, grow and glow. Remember; "Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Much Love, Peace and Happiness'
Rachel
Saturday, February 11, 2012
"Make a choice"
Decide today whom ye shall trust. Know exactly who you are following and why. What do they say ? ; if it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, it is a duck.
If it walks like a demon, talks like a demon, it is a demon!
Jesus told you from such stay away. No,you tried to hedge your bets or pretend the truth wasn't the truth. You o.k.ed bad behavior because you didn't know any better.
Now you know better or you should. I'm screaming, I'm leaping. So glad to be delivered from what has to be one of the most duplicitous demons to ever walk the face of this earth.
No morals, no love, no sympathy, no empathy,just a vicious demonic hater. A woman proud to be full of trickery. Proud! A sneaky slut railing against GOD, ushering her children, grandchildren and anyone she can into captivity.
An eighty-six year old woman with deeds so foul, so sickening, so depraved, she will make your heart ache. All I can say is that she is one sick human being, a monster, a monstrosity.
Does she enjoy status? Is there anyone that believes she is a real "preacher", a woman of GOD? Who is that stupid? Who is that blind?
How has she managed to slip by so long? Is she that smart? Are we that dumb? Before I knew she was a "root working" demon did I like her? Did she ever have any qualities that I admired and wanted to emulate?
If it walks like a demon, talks like a demon, it is a demon!
Jesus told you from such stay away. No,you tried to hedge your bets or pretend the truth wasn't the truth. You o.k.ed bad behavior because you didn't know any better.
Now you know better or you should. I'm screaming, I'm leaping. So glad to be delivered from what has to be one of the most duplicitous demons to ever walk the face of this earth.
No morals, no love, no sympathy, no empathy,just a vicious demonic hater. A woman proud to be full of trickery. Proud! A sneaky slut railing against GOD, ushering her children, grandchildren and anyone she can into captivity.
An eighty-six year old woman with deeds so foul, so sickening, so depraved, she will make your heart ache. All I can say is that she is one sick human being, a monster, a monstrosity.
Does she enjoy status? Is there anyone that believes she is a real "preacher", a woman of GOD? Who is that stupid? Who is that blind?
How has she managed to slip by so long? Is she that smart? Are we that dumb? Before I knew she was a "root working" demon did I like her? Did she ever have any qualities that I admired and wanted to emulate?
How dare you!
Always slithering up next to your children, grandchildren and kinfolk trying to rob them of their dreams, of their innocence. How dare you! How dare you pretend to be a "preacher" , a believer and practitioner of GOD's WORD.
You can't lead where you will not follow. GOD's Gospel is not a tool for Satan. How dare you demand to be kept closeted, cloaked.
I see why you always picked much younger lovers. You needed your age and experience combined with your brilliant guile, deceit, and soothsaying to enslave your long list of victims.
You can't lead where you will not follow. GOD's Gospel is not a tool for Satan. How dare you demand to be kept closeted, cloaked.
I see why you always picked much younger lovers. You needed your age and experience combined with your brilliant guile, deceit, and soothsaying to enslave your long list of victims.
You have no cover
and you have no excuse. There you are exposed to the world. Rank, a reprobate, a weak carnal woman. Are you still too weak to touch the hem of His garment? When you preached that sermon did you believe it? Have you ever wanted to be delivered from sin? Or was destroying others your preference? Did you really think you had to do sick demonic things to remain on top?
Is that all you really ever wanted to be, the "Top of the Bottom"? Don't you care about the many lives you ruined?
GOD gives us a clear choice (Joshua 24:15)
Salvation is free,you don't have to fake it.
Unfortunately this is a cold sick world over run with demons like you. It doesn't matter. I don't have to accept you. I don't have to lie and pretend that you are something that you are not. I don't have to lie and cloak for you. I don't have to be ashamed of the foul demonic things you did to me , to us.
I praise GOD each and every day for who He is. I thank Him for delivering me from your hands.
Is that all you really ever wanted to be, the "Top of the Bottom"? Don't you care about the many lives you ruined?
GOD gives us a clear choice (Joshua 24:15)
Salvation is free,you don't have to fake it.
Unfortunately this is a cold sick world over run with demons like you. It doesn't matter. I don't have to accept you. I don't have to lie and pretend that you are something that you are not. I don't have to lie and cloak for you. I don't have to be ashamed of the foul demonic things you did to me , to us.
I praise GOD each and every day for who He is. I thank Him for delivering me from your hands.
I tell you what sustah
GOD did not let you live this long on this earth without a purpose and a plan. There is a "commonness" that befalls man. And it sure befell you. You embraced it, adored it, relished it, and you are still foolish enough to think that you are right.
No, you know you are wrong. You just don't care, can't care. You are the epitome of "unnatural affection". You epitomize duplicity and treachery. And for what? What did you get?
Eighty-six years old, sitting and rotting in your own excrement because you are too proud to accept responsibility for your own actions. Sitting, rotting, stinking, in the company of your minions. Those that you successfully enslaved with your lies, carnal knowledge and black magic.
You didn't get me! You didn't get me the way you wanted to, planned to. You sick animal! Humble yourself to Almighty GOD and beg His forgiveness right now. I KNOW EVERYTHING!
How could you sink so low? How could you sink so low and be content to stay there? Who do you think buys your "sanctified bologna"?
Don't you have a little shame? You must because you hide your proclivities and sick jealousies so cleverly.
Your hideous deceit proves that you always knew better. The fact that you have been "you" for so long proves that you are a fool, a volunteer imp. The fact that you are so common, so low down, so carnal so uncaring is a shame before the LORD.
I deliver you to Satan where your church should deliver you. You will pay for causing so many people to miss Christ.
It's not over. GOD is not finished with us yet. Yes you are wicked and cleverly hidden. But, GOD has something for you sustuh. It can't be too far off given your age and all. Divine Order, it is all in Divine Order.
Foul and despicable, I can do better. A lying cruel manipulative whore, I can do better. The world can do better. We all can do better. No one has to accept filth for faith. No one has to let a monstrosity that insists on being called "mother" and demands to be honored as such ruin their lives.
Life is too short. At the longest it is not long. I don't have to let some simpleton that was too wicked and too wayward ruin the rest of my life.
You disgust me! That's all I have to say. You have no excuse. You had good parents. Well, you had a good father. I know that for sure.
Some things come by prayer and fasting. There is power in prayer. I thank GOD each and every day for delivering me from you. Let those who have faith be also delivered.
Be richly blessed. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
No, you know you are wrong. You just don't care, can't care. You are the epitome of "unnatural affection". You epitomize duplicity and treachery. And for what? What did you get?
Eighty-six years old, sitting and rotting in your own excrement because you are too proud to accept responsibility for your own actions. Sitting, rotting, stinking, in the company of your minions. Those that you successfully enslaved with your lies, carnal knowledge and black magic.
You didn't get me! You didn't get me the way you wanted to, planned to. You sick animal! Humble yourself to Almighty GOD and beg His forgiveness right now. I KNOW EVERYTHING!
How could you sink so low? How could you sink so low and be content to stay there? Who do you think buys your "sanctified bologna"?
Don't you have a little shame? You must because you hide your proclivities and sick jealousies so cleverly.
Your hideous deceit proves that you always knew better. The fact that you have been "you" for so long proves that you are a fool, a volunteer imp. The fact that you are so common, so low down, so carnal so uncaring is a shame before the LORD.
I deliver you to Satan where your church should deliver you. You will pay for causing so many people to miss Christ.
It's not over. GOD is not finished with us yet. Yes you are wicked and cleverly hidden. But, GOD has something for you sustuh. It can't be too far off given your age and all. Divine Order, it is all in Divine Order.
Foul and despicable, I can do better. A lying cruel manipulative whore, I can do better. The world can do better. We all can do better. No one has to accept filth for faith. No one has to let a monstrosity that insists on being called "mother" and demands to be honored as such ruin their lives.
Life is too short. At the longest it is not long. I don't have to let some simpleton that was too wicked and too wayward ruin the rest of my life.
You disgust me! That's all I have to say. You have no excuse. You had good parents. Well, you had a good father. I know that for sure.
Some things come by prayer and fasting. There is power in prayer. I thank GOD each and every day for delivering me from you. Let those who have faith be also delivered.
Be richly blessed. Remember;"Apart from Christ you are nothing."
Friday, February 10, 2012
What an awesome GOD I serve!
PTL! He saved me, plucked me out of the muck and the mire. Saved me from one of the most devious, clever, manipulative demons that ever crawled on the face of this earth.
I could not know what a demon she was when I was three years old hidden deep in the dark swampy woods of the "Cow field" watching her collect her famous "goofer dust".
I must say GOD warned me. Talked to me just as clearly as I am talking to you right now. He warned me when she came to collect us, just two little worthless "nigglins" thrown in the back of her new husband's Fairlane Ford. GOD knew real "mothering" was not on her mind.
The Dear LORD Jesus whispered gently in my ear. He promised to never leave me, to never forsake me and He never has. He did tell me that my life was going to be rugged, and it has been.
A sixty year "season of sorrow", My LORD! He brought me out, GOD delivered me, He took my fear, incredible, debilitating fear.
That is the only weapon the devil has, fear. Once you give up fear, put your faith in GOD, you are going to be alright. You are going to be set free.
Today is the day, the anniversary of the "deed". What kind of person would do something so inhuman to a good man? A fool. The devil's imp. A foolish weak woman suffering from sick jealousy and covetousness.
I will not hide her. I will not give up the right for the wrong.
"In the name of our LORD Jesus Christ," "...with the power of our LORD Jesus Christ, deliver such a one to Satan for the destruction of the flesh, that (her) spirit may be saved in the day of the LORD Jesus!"
My grandfather deserved honor not a bullet in the heart. She vowed to shoot him dead when she was sixteen and she finally did.
No Mathy, I will not take that secret to my grave.
I cast my burdens upon the LORD. I cast all of your lies, deceit and vicious demonic acts upon the LORD.
You will not taint my grandfather's memory with your wishy-washy, hot-cold feigned "religion".
Shame on you and shame on all of your supporters. Shame on every one that agrees that you are best kept "secret".
I could not know what a demon she was when I was three years old hidden deep in the dark swampy woods of the "Cow field" watching her collect her famous "goofer dust".
I must say GOD warned me. Talked to me just as clearly as I am talking to you right now. He warned me when she came to collect us, just two little worthless "nigglins" thrown in the back of her new husband's Fairlane Ford. GOD knew real "mothering" was not on her mind.
The Dear LORD Jesus whispered gently in my ear. He promised to never leave me, to never forsake me and He never has. He did tell me that my life was going to be rugged, and it has been.
A sixty year "season of sorrow", My LORD! He brought me out, GOD delivered me, He took my fear, incredible, debilitating fear.
That is the only weapon the devil has, fear. Once you give up fear, put your faith in GOD, you are going to be alright. You are going to be set free.
Today is the day, the anniversary of the "deed". What kind of person would do something so inhuman to a good man? A fool. The devil's imp. A foolish weak woman suffering from sick jealousy and covetousness.
I will not hide her. I will not give up the right for the wrong.
"In the name of our LORD Jesus Christ," "...with the power of our LORD Jesus Christ, deliver such a one to Satan for the destruction of the flesh, that (her) spirit may be saved in the day of the LORD Jesus!"
My grandfather deserved honor not a bullet in the heart. She vowed to shoot him dead when she was sixteen and she finally did.
No Mathy, I will not take that secret to my grave.
I cast my burdens upon the LORD. I cast all of your lies, deceit and vicious demonic acts upon the LORD.
You will not taint my grandfather's memory with your wishy-washy, hot-cold feigned "religion".
Shame on you and shame on all of your supporters. Shame on every one that agrees that you are best kept "secret".
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