I love "theatrical church" but I love His Word more. You do have to study the Bible , independently, you must seek , work out your own soul salvation.
"So Samuel said: Has the LORD as great delight in burnt offerings and sacrifice, As in obeying the voice of the LORD? Behold, to obey is better than sacrifice. And to heed than the fat of Rams. FOR REBELLION IS AS THE SIN OF WITCHCRAFT."
"Come ye out from among them!" You have nothing to be ashamed of. That old lecherous caregiver does. No, they are not repenting. They can't do it. They lack the intestinal fortitude. They lack any sense of decency. They are vile and they live among us and are tolerated out of our ignorance.
So ashamed we are conditioned by them to let them vex us until we finally die. Brothers and sisters, that is not living, that is merely surviving. GOD did NOT call me here to be any one's foot stool!
My mother buying four and five hundred dollar suits in the sixties ,just to throw them on the floor, just to walk on , was a clue I missed due to my youth.
satan has crept into our "Churches" and led us captive. We are like frightened mice afraid to bell the cat. We all know that old evil stealth cat needs a bell so we can hear her coming, at least be forewarned. But no one mouse has the courage to bell the cat.
We would all rather bicker and squabble about skin color, pigmentation , rather than face OUR TRUTH:
One GOD
One Love
PTL!
I can't be intractable just because my mother was. Break the silence! Examine your scars. Get up off of your knees! Claim your greatness! Live the life Almighty GOD destined for you!
"Let your light shine among men that they might see your good works", words of that effect were poured over me daily. We sought the word in our house. I'm addicted to it, I listen. I learn. I know.
The evil one does not want you to shine at all! While my mother's mouth was full of flattery her heart was full of gaul , corrosive bile juice. Martha felt compelled to pretend to be the exact opposite of what she really was. For some reason she could not square her witchcraft and preaching with her daddy, with me. Martha was not happy. She did not want to be happy. She did in fact prefer extreme cruelty to "true Christianity" . Martha hated GOD. She could not help it. GOD would not permit her to have her way.
"No incest! No pedophilia! No way!"
The fact that my mother was a demonic fool, a monstrosity gone mad and PREACHED should cause you some concern concerning the state of our "Churches", of our world.
Our children are in danger. All children! Care about, be about , loving and rescuing ALL children.
Don't let perverts ruin our children.
Save ALL CHILDREN!
Speak up, speak out.
I am again marveling at the irony of my journey. My mother was always after me, vexing me in some manner. Her favorite creepy silent malicious act was throwing away one shoe. Destroying the skirt or pants to a beautiful suit she thought was too good for me.
The most aggravating pain of attempting to love Martha, you knew, you expected the worse. She laughed. We all knew but what could we do? She sang her theme song and kept winning. No one was allowed to shine around Martha! Shine and get knocked down. Do anything better than Martha! Catch her wrath! Martha knew that we knew. We also knew we better keep it to ourselves. Successfully murdering her own father sealed the deal for her. No more resistance.
So she thought. GOD sent that "boy" back home. GOD granted me courage and His Divine Order is in full effect.
It is more than ironic, it is justice. The inhuman monstrosity that stalked me, us , for decades , never found the courage to repent. A savage whore that viciously raped and brutalized her own children , said no thanks to repentance.
So? What happened to your "dust" Martha?
What a damn idiot! Yea, you did right to die unrepentant. Most people are like you and hate a happy ending.
What are you going to do with your chickens Martha? They are roosting!
It is true, a mere grain of sand or the weight of a feather can do it, finally tip the scales. For nearly sixty years I took, accepted, endured the most excruciating pain and humiliation possible meted out by my own mother.
Life is hard. By definition life is hard, it is a struggle. You must struggle through the birth canal, struggle to catch that first breath of air. If you are like me you were born into trouble. I do pity the children born to ignorant savage whores, over sexed, pathological lying, mentally ill perverts hidden from view by their loving, trying to look "normal" loving families.
My poor mother was "over sexed". She was a sexual beast without boundaries. Age, gender, kinship, time, place or numbers meant nothing to Martha. Martha only had one problem, "talkin' *******!" If people would just keep their mouths shut, everything would be find.
We were conditioned. I never knew of a time when Martha wasn't savagely cursing, fighting and lying about something unconscionable she had done. I know now she was a reprobate. A complete , utter, vulgar, common reprobate. That was why she hated and plotted so. So repulsed by her own out of control life she demanded to ruin every life she touched in order to prove to herself she was smarter, better, more entitled.
No. You were wrong Martha. You were a human maggot. No, few people on this earth are worse than you. No, you had zero morals. You were determined to ruin me, trade my life for yours. You were determined to take down your entire world and did. You were despicable, loved being despicable while selling that "woman of virtue" hogwash you wanted no part of.
That wasn't courage Martha. You were a savage brute! You knew it, preferred it, enjoyed it , that is why you hid it so well. No matter what , you knew or I knew. GOD knew! PRAISE THE LORD!
Sure you MURDERED your own daddy. Never did time. You know you did it! I know you did it! And GOD knows you did it! What did you ever "pull time" for? If we added up all the prison sentences you should have received for just your high crimes of the sadistic nature , it would take several long lifetimes for you to just begin "your just and honest due."
Martha if you had just spent your time on you , instead of lusting after every nice looking man. I take that back. A lot of them weren't even nice looking. If you had not spent all your time lusting after men and the gifts of others , you would have been quite successful. You see you never had to hate anyone for their gifts and talents.
Yes you did Martha. You deliberately neglected your own gifts and talents trying to destroy others by exploiting GOD's Name, His Gospel, His Glory. Don't hate me. It can't be done. You are not GOD, a god or even godlike.
Make sure you get this;"He maketh not ashamed." Any thing you do for GOD, for Kingdom building, will last. Any and all evil you do will haunt you. You will end up like my mother , preferring death to repentance.
satan is going to make you straight repugnant! He is going to make you a liar, then his bitch. Pray! Shun evil!
"If you don't want people to know you did it ... don't do it."
