Never A Day Missed I Don't Think About My M O T H E R

 Book 198

Exodus 20:12 -12.Honour thy father and thy mother: that thy days may be long upon the land which the LORD thy God giveth thee.

What I share with ever one of my family members is the memories of a legend. "A Legend Of Love" my M O T H E R Ruth Ann Brunson. There is not a day I don't think about my M O T H E R. She is kind of tough to get over with every ounce in my body I can take. She was the light that shined bright in our hearts, and I will never forget the memories she left behind for us to cherish.

She was a soldier in the army of GOD and his son JESUS. All the battles my M O T H E R when through, my pilots fought them all for her so that she could have peace with in her heart, mind, and soul. She also stayed silent about the things that hindered her, but she didn't let foolish things get to her, no matter what the happened or who did it to her. My M O T H E R was a pro at letting things go without hate or haste. She prayed and prayed unconditionally to GOD and his son JESUS about the burdens that was instilled on her at that brief moment in her life. A soldier of our pilots above!

My Mother was a "Legend Of Love" and you can never get no better than that in a lifetime if you give your love unconditionally; even weathering the storm that blow you around like a piece of cardboard. My M O T H E R been through every possible storm there is to go through. 35 plus years was enough for my M O T H E R. "It was enough for her!" She can now rest in the glory of GOD and his son JESUS. I am thankful for that!

When You Know You're Talked About

 Book 197

Acts 26:31 - 31. And when they were gone aside, they talked between themselves, saying, This man doeth nothing worthy of death, or of bonds.

Mark 3:5 -  5. And when he looked round about them with anger, being grieved for the hardness of their hearts, he saith unto the man, Stretch forth thine hand. And he stretched it out: and his hand was restored whole as the other.

Romans 10:3 - 3. For they being ignorant pf GOD's righteousness, and going about to establish their own righteousness., have not submitted themselves unto the righteousness of  GOD.

Romans 3:23 - 23. For all have sinned, and come short of the glory of GOD.

No one can put nothing pass me If I know I'm being talked about. I am there in my head! But...you know what, "Sticks and stones, might break my bones, but...names will never hurt me in a flash." And...I do mean that from the heart. I do know that there is "one culprit" who's fueling it all to get everyone against me. I wasn't born yesterday, or the day after that. I am passed it with the abundance of common sense, and no one will take that away from me.

I gained that common sense from GOD and his son JESUS to know, and to see between every line that is shared and posted about me on social sites. "I'm not stupid by a long shot!" I know what I see without hearing about it word of mouth, and I am also tired of my M O T H E R S name used as a cop-out from their indiscretions. I am done with the people who are being stupid about things that don't make no sense when I'm not doing anything to them. Their indiscretions will send them to "Hell" if they don't stop doing what their doing. And...to say this, "The one culprit who is fueling the indiscretion, will send their offspring to Hell as well, if they don't stop using what was told to them against me."

This is why I let God and his son JESUS have it, because...I don't have time for nonsense, and people like the culprit, and the offspring to bring me down, and using my M O T H E R...once again as a cop-out. But let me tell about the offspring. The offspring acts as though it hurts to say, "Hello, or talk to about anything they want to talk to me about it." That's not right! To the culprit who is fueling these indiscretions to the offspring, "Woe beyond to them with a passion, if they're feeding the offspring indiscretions that makes no sense to place on their table, because...it's not only hurting them, but...it's hurting the offspring in this fiasco that will send both of them to Hell."

This is why I am telling it straight from my heart, because...I am tired of the offspring treating me like I am poison, and I am not there in presents in their eyes. I am tired of being ignored in the heart of the offspring. "I am also tired of the eye rolls too!" I am tired of the culprit using my M O T H E R as a cop-out for every sentence from their mouth every time I look around. 

Not Living In Persecution

 Book 195

Exodus 20:2-17 2. I am the LORD thy GOD, which have brought thee out of the land of Egypt, out of the house of bondage. 3. Thou shalt have no other gods before me. 4. Thou shalt not make unto thee any graven image, or any likeness of any thing that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth. 5. Thou shalt not bow down thyself to them, nor serve them: for I the LORD thy GOD am a jealous GOD, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children unto the third and fourth generation of them that hate me; 6. And shewing mercy unto thousands of them that love me, and keep my commandments. 7. Thou shalt not take the name of the LORD thy GOD in vein; for the LORD will not hold the guiltless that taketh his name in vain. 8. Remember the sabbath day, to keep it holy. 9. Six days shalt thou labour, and do all thy work: 10. But the seventh day is the sabbath of the lord god: in it thou shalt not do any work, thou, nor thy son, nor thy daughter, thy manservant, nor thy maidservant, nor thy cattle, nor thy stranger that is within thy gates: 11. For in six days the LORD made heaven and earth, the sea, and all that in them is, and the rested seventh day: where for the LORD bless the sabbath day, and hallowed it. 12. Honour thy Father and thy Mother: that thy days be long upon the earth which the LORD thy GOD giveth thee. 13. Thou shalt not kill. 14. Thou shalt not commit adultery. 15. Thou shalt not steal. 16. Thou shalt not bear false witness against they neighbor. 17. Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his manservant, nor his maidservant, nor his ox l, nor his ass, nor any thing that is thy neighbor's.

Sometimes I feel like everyone is against me for no reason, nor did I give them a reason to be so judgemental against me. Even though my siblings, nephews, and especially my niece are on the outside; and trying to look inside my thoughts, and they have no clue about what's going on with me, or how I feel about things, or know the flavor of my Kool Aid. My issue run deeper than an open wound, and it seems like everyone loves to pick at it like the center of a nucleus. I am not trying judge anyone in my family, but it's the way I feel sometimes when I feel everyone trying to nit pick an argument up for no reason, and I haven't cause any haste, nor done anything to no one,  and I am truly convinced. Anytime I feel the way I feel when I think my family trying to get me frustrated, especially my sister Sherri, only to start a argument with me, I start to pray. 

And then...I think of my M O T H E R when these provocative occurrences of anger my family is trying to inflict on me for no reason what so ever. I remember times when I did my M O T H E R wrong out of haste. I wasn't a perfect child to her, and I don't bite my tongue when I tell the truth about it.  No one is perfect in their sense of character. I did apologize to my M O T H E R the day she went to glory. 

But...I'm still reaping the consequences and the repercussions for my indiscretions and actions against my M O T H E R. Then I think of the book of Exodus 20:12, "Honour thy Father and thy Mother: that thy days may be long upon the earth which the LORD thy GOD giveth thee." The bible is fulfilling itself at its entirety. I know what I had to go through, and pray about, before I could receive fully salvation, and be forgiven for my sins, and my sins against my M O T H E R. Back to my family! All I ever wanted from my family, was to fit somewhere in the equation, and like a missing piece of a puzzle.

If I did anything wrong to anyone, I would to tell my family: I am truly sorry in the name of JESUS, my LORD. My pilots know I do not want any more haste with my family, nor with anyone else. I made my peace with my M O T H E R before she went to glory, and I know she forgave me a long time ago. I just want to live holy; laugh with my family every chance I get, and love my family for every second of every minute I live on this earth. "That's my destiny in a way life that we all should be living in the mist of GOD and his son JESUS."

Once Twice The Indiscretions

 Book 194 

Romans 5:9 - 11 - 9. Much more them being justified by his blood we shall be saved from draft through him. 10. For if, when we were enemies, we were reconciled to GOD by the death of his son, much more, being reconciled, we shall be saved by his life. 11. And not only so, but we also joy in GOD through our LORD JESUS Christ, by whom have now received the atonement. 

When a person like myself have a situation at hand when it comes to a sibling, you got to take the bitter with the sweet to get through the day without going crazy. This is how it is with me and my sister Sherri. She makes you so angry sometimes to a point, you want to peel her skull and not ruin her hair in the process. Yes, we are in a spat about WiFi Internet that I asked her nicely to for, Sherri acted like she didn't want me to access to it. I decided to go ahead and change my mind about having access to her WiFi Internet.

Then, all heck broke loose, because I changed my mind and decided to back out. I told her that, "I am not trying to start anything with her, but...I notice that she was not talking and that she looked like she wasn't feeling well." At that moment, Sherri had told me she had a headache. I was going to accept the fact that she had a headache, until she told me that I was evil, and that our M O T H E R was right about me being rough and mean to her. Sherri had brought back and opened up old wounds about my spats with our M O T H E R, that I simply apologized to her on her death bed, before she was released to the Kingdom of GOD. It seemed like every time we had a spat, she would throw our M O T H E R in my face about the spats we use to have. I felt that was wrong of her to do that to me, when I already made peace with my, before she died. 

Sherri other indiscretion was also throwing her husbands parents in my face so that they can get them upset with me for them to look at me any kind of way like I am trash. I wasn't going to take it anymore with my sister throwing people in my face, including our deceased M O T H E R because it was a low blow to me to use our M O T H E R in that manner. I told my brother Wesley about what she did. He was totally upset with Sherri that she would rehash and bring up old wounds about our M O T H E R and I having having spats, and throwing her husband Lorenzo parents in the mix to get them upset with me over our spat with each other. I wasn't going to take it no more with my sister throwing people in my face, the main one I loved so much in my face, because it was ludicrous, unfounded, and ignorant. 

That was when I started praying for Sherri about her actions, and the fact that she had a headache, and about the fact that I was concerned about her, because she wasn't talking at all throughout the morning. It was like she was taking her frustrations out on me, and accusing me for arguing with her and I wasn't raising my voice to her. I was totally shock at the way she was acting. I left well enough alone and let GOD handle her problem, whether if it was all of her medicine she's taking bothering her, or if she just had a bad attitude from the effects of her medicines. I don't know anymore! 

My whole demeanor had changed about her when it came to her throwing people, including our M O T H E R in my face, and then rehashing up old wounds. "I am done taking it!" 

Fight My Battles For My F A T H E R Like A Toy Soldier

 Book 186 - Special Edition Post

1 Samuel 8:20 - 20. That we may be like all nations; and that our king may judge us, and go out before us, and fight our battles. 

2 Chronicles 32:8 - 8. With him is an arm of flesh, but with us is LORD our GOD to help us, and to fight our battles. And the people rested themselves upon the words of Hezekiah king of Judah.

Isaiah 30:32 - 32. And in every place where the grounded staff shall pass, which the Lord shall lay upon him, it shall be with targets and harps: and in battles of shaking will he fight with it. 

Step by Step, Heart to Heart...left right left, we all fall down, like Toy Soldiers. Whenever I hear that song, I think of my F A T H E R mostly, because...the woman who sung that song, lost her F A T H E R. It's very hard to fathom sometimes, because he is no longer here in my life, but...he will always be a part of the memories I have of him. "I will always treasure that unconditionally." I am hanging in there with every ounce of strength I have with every breath I take step by step, heart to heart for my F A T H E R. 

Left right left, I will not fall down in despair, grieve, and unhappiness like a Toy Soldier in this battle fought so hard through the last six months of my F A T H E R. "Who else can endure the kind of pain my family and I went through in one battle fought?" GOD and his son JESUS strengthen me and brighten me in my mind with all the tools I needed to win that battle for my F A T H E R in my pilots name sake. GOD and his son JESUS gave me the courage, the wisdom, and the talent to document without saying a word. The Toy Solider was left standing throughout everything it been through and won with an ounce of victory. With 427 battles fought, I was determined I give those battles to GOD and his son JESUS for my F A T H E R. 

Rest assure...my F A T H E R S story will continue to be true and told. There is justice for that solider known as my F A T H E R who has fallen, not by the wayside, but...in spirit so that he can rest in peace. I also think about my M O T H E R in the same way, and she could also rest assure that her story will also be told and is told in the present and in past tense in documentation without saying a word. I have a long way to go with fighting my battle 427 times for her. Rest assure...her story will be told in one heartbeat. 

There is no holding back in winning the battle 427 times 2 when it comes to loving the two people who are three years, four months apart from each other that I lost in my lifetime. I will not give into the battle I fought, because...GOD and his son JESUS are my captain from my latitude to my longitude, my battle will soon be a victory. 

Our M O T H E R: Riding The Storm

 Book 180 - Special Edition Post 

2 Corinthians 1:6 - 6. And whether we be afflicted, it is for your consolation and salvation, which is effectual in the enduring of the same sufferings which we also suffer: or whether we be comforted, it is for your consolation and salvation. 

Psalms 19:9 - 9. The fear of the LORD is clean, enduring for ever: the judgements of the LORD are true and righteous altogether. 

When I write this post, I think of my M O T H E R and everything she has been through in her life. That's almost three scores and ten years before, she was called home to glory! How can anyone began to know the Hades she went through? Requiring minds want to know about the evil that was casted upon my M O T H E R S sweet soul. I can't forget the time when my F A T H E R was in the hospital for his stage four cirrhosis of the liver.

I remember he was having a hard time dealing with the pain of his disease. At the time, everyone one was there visiting him; my aunts Curline, Minnie Lou (The one that had Power of Attorney over my F A T H E R S life), Tammy, uncles Carl and Alfonzo, and his nieces and nephews. My M O T H E R S came, in support of my F A T H E R, since they were separated. I remember when my M O T H E R was on the side of his bed in a wheelchair, and she asked my F A T H E R, how he was doing? He told her right in front of everyone to, "Get out of his room!"

What my F A T H E R said to my M O T H E R, truly embarrassed her in front of everyone there in his hospital room. I looked over at my M O T H E R, and she had this look of disbelief; A shocking experience to know that my F A T H E R deceived her in a way that was unfounded. My niece Octavia looked over at her grandfather, and she became was angry with my with him at that peculiar moment. She walked over to my M O T H E R (her grandmother) and rolled her in her wheelchair chair; out of my F A T H E R S hospital room to a near by waiting room. Sherri, my twin sister followed her daughter Octavia and our M O T H E R to the waiting room. 

They never returned! I had stayed behind, because I wanted to ask my F A T H E R, "Why he disgrace my M O T H E R the way he did in front of everyone?" I was angry with my F A T H E R. He had no right to do what he did to my M O T H E R; embarrassing her like that in front of everyone there. I can only remember it as a bad memory against my M O T H E R. 

She was depressed for quite some time over my F A T H E R S indiscretion over what occurred that day. But, my M O T H E R...in the midst of her depression, kept a smile on her face, even though...she was hurting inside from my F A T H E R S deception. I remember a time when my F A T H E R first went out on my M O T H E R in an adulterous affair. It was Christmas Day. My M O T H E R, Sherri's boyfriend Lorenzo at the time; now husband, my brother Wesley Jr., and I had been at a party that my uncle Carl and aunt Tammy had hosted. 

My F A T H E R had left the party early. My M O T H E R noticed. Before reality came crashing down on my M O T H E R, she was told by an anonymous source that my F A T H E R was seen at this woman's house prior to my M O T H E R blinded fate that her husband was cheating on her. Wesley Jr., Sherri and Lorenzo, my M O T H E R, and I decided to leave the Christmas party with directions given to us from our anonymous source. It was after twelve midnight! In my M O T H E R S hands was  my  F A T H E R S location.

It was totally hard to fathom at first, what my M O T H E R was about to experience, as we travelled at a moderate pace of speed. We were in no hurry to find the deception of my F A T H E R S indiscretions. We took our time enroute to this woman of despair and my F A T H E R in the center of it. It took over forty for Wesley Jr., Sherri and Lorenzo, my M O T H E R, and I to arrive at this woman's house. My M O T H E R did not hesitate as she got out of car; she walked up to the front door as we (her children) and Lorenzo looked on. 

My M O T H E R knocked, and the woman answered the door. My M O T H E R looked, and she saw my F A T H E R sitting on the sofa (as my M O T H E R stated) "Without a care in the world", and then my F A T H E R raced out behind my M O T H E R as she was fiercely in tears. My F A T H E R said, "Now you know" like....he did not care about my M O T H E R S feelings at all. Wesley Jr., Sherri and Lorenzo, my  M O T H E R, and I did not waste anytime leaving the premises. 

The early morning after Christmas Day, I remembered it as a particularly bad memory, not even for me, but...especially for my M O T H E R to carry the deception of my F A T H E R S indiscretion into heart, mind, body, and soul. My M O TH E R cried of many days after she caught my F A T H E R cheating on her. She even had to leave the state to clear her head, but...my M O T H E R always kept a smile on her face, and a totally awesome spirit, no matter what storm comes her way of a hurricane. My F A T H E R S deception continued until the day, thirty plus years later, divorce papers were sent by a police officer to my M O T H E R S  front door. That's when the chain of events came crashing down on all of us. 

My F A T H E R had began planning for the end of his life, with the help of his oldest sister, Minnie Lou. I would always believe she had those divorce papers written up for my F A T H E R for a reason, and it was all health wise and financial. I remember a day before my F A T H E R was admitted to the hospital, that he came out to the house with papers in hand. I met him at the end of the drive way that day. He was trying to get my M O T H E R to sign some papers, including the divorce papers. 

I asked my F A T H E R was he okay. He said, "I am fine for now." As we were walking up the driveway, my F A T H E R was talking about the papers and how my M O T H E R used a credit card he had to file for divorce. The credit card was maxed out. I told my F A T H E R that he wasn't going into the house he built to confront my M O T H E R about those papers, because I knew that the papers he had was something that was against my M O T H E R, and I wasn't going to let him go inside the house to stir up chaos. 

Then, all of a sudden, my F A T H E R said something that disturbed my until this day. He said, "I know that you M O T H E R hopes I die of cancer." I asked him, "You got cancer?" My F A T H E R never answered me like...wow...why would he said that, and I question it, and he doesn't answer me? At that particular moment, I most definitely did not let him go inside the house to confront my M O T H E R. 

I didn't want any chaos between them. That was a memory that disturbed me so much; I often wondered on the top of things, "Did my F A T H E R have cancer on top of his liver disease, since my ex aunt Minnie Lou had Power of Attorney of his life instead of my M O T  H E R having that power if something was to happen to my F A T H E R?" I thought of my M O T H E R and how she felt over everything that has happened to her with my F A T H E R and his siblings going against her with every ounce of deception they had against my M O T H E R? But, my M O T H E R kept smiling no matter what, even though, she was hurting inside. I knew this! 

My M O T H E R has been through a lot in the 70 years of her life. The first twenty-five years of her life was good (she told me) and the rest of her life came crashing down on her. Instead, she kept smiling and loving her enemies (my extended family members) no matter what. My M O T H E R was a "Legend of Love" and she took that with her to her grave. My M O T H E R rode the storm with every obstacle thrown her way.

She didn't let anything bring her sweet spirit down all the way, but she had the strength to continue riding the storm, and I will always remember that about my M O T H E R. I think of what my M O T H E R went through, and I cry about it every now and then when I look at my pillow with her picture on it. I forgave my F A T H E R for everything he did to my M O T H E R, but...I would never forget what he did to my M O T H E R no matter what. She was a strong woman in a frail body. I can't imagine the strength she had to endure everything that has happened to her. I thank GOD and his son JESUS that my M O T H E R will never have to endure pain or crying again, because she is with our maker in Heaven. 

I am happy about that!  

For My Father: Who Rides On Deception?

Book 155

2 Chronicles 29:35 - 35. And also the burnt offerings were in abundance with the fat of the peace offerings, and the drink of offerings for every burnt offering. So the service of the house of the LORD was set in order

Synopsis - Through my felling's I still have over my FATHER'S passing, my post expresses what I feel everyday of my life, when I can't stop thinking of my FATHER, and everything that has happen. One thing is certain I have GOD and his son JESUS in my life, and that's all I need to get through the day of my grief, my tears, my memories of my FATHER through and through.

I didn't feel the need to write about my FATHER throughout the month of February, even though, his birthday was in the month. I felt it was too painful to write about my FATHER until now. He is truly missed every hour of the day, day after day, month after month, year after year. I still can't fathom his passing, but...I've learned to deal with the way he went was so tragic. Why I say tragic?

The logic of my FATHER'S passing was beyond what I didn't expect until he told me what was happening to him before he went into a coma indefinitely. When he told me that "She's killing me" that and every ounce of anger in me took toll on my way of thinking, and my actions were well noted in this blog. I could never forget what I think Minnie Lou Wright did to her brother behind closed doors (maybe telling the hospice nurse to administer an overdose of morphine to my FATHER)  leaving my mother (my FATHER'S wife) myself, my twin sister Sherri, and my brother Wesley Jr. without knowledge of what's going on behind that closed door during the time his blood family (immediate) should of been by his side. That was why my FATHER said to my face, "She's killing me." That in itself will leave a scar with me for the rest of my life. 

"Wow beyond to those who do evil upon others" like myself, my mother Ruth, my twin sister Sherri and my brother Wesley Jr.. "What Minnie Lou sow...sow shall she reap all the conscequences, and all the repercussions of her actions towards us, and especially towards my FATHER ultimately." She maybe...or she claim that she is so 'holy' but her day is coming, thus saith the LORD thy GOD, and anyone else who was involved putting my immediate family through hell throughout my FATHER'S sickness. Thank GOD...I can now move on! I was hard not to think that this was my FATHER'S birthday month. 

All is done! What happened in the past...some say...should stay in the past. My FATHER is part of that past, and none of us can't bring him back to us. I continue to think about him a whole lot. Its hard not to under the circumstances revolving around his death. But...I'm trying to live each day with GOD and his son JESUS grace, trust, love, and faith in my pilots. 

Minnie Lou and all who was involved, will never rest easy until they apologize to my family for their foul odor of evil, their twisted bloody lies, and the Power of Attorney Minnie Lou had over my FATHER'S life in conflict over our lives. I want the world to know this about Minnie Lou and her gang of monsters who racked havoc and chaos over my immediate family lives. GOD and his son JESUS removes stumbling blocks out of the way, so the meek can prosper. I can finally deal with that!

We Will Never Forget The One We Love This Holiday Season

Book 152

Numbers 35:31 - 31. Moreover ye shall take no satisfaction for the life of a murderer, which is guilty of death: but he shall be surely put to death

I miss my popski so much...I can't began to fathom what it's been like for us. We think of him everyday, especially around this time of the year, from the day of my FATHER'S death on the 4th of December 2016, three years ago. It's hard not to think of him when it comes to missing his barbecue. We (Sherri,Wesley Jr. and I) haven't been the best of children towards him, I admit that, but...we saw him when we needed to see him) and we continued to come, and we came, and we saw him before we knew fully that our FATHER was really sick.

"That part was kept from us!"  But...I don't want to rehash the past, because it's a bum rush; we (the family) would like to keep old relic in it's place. It's time to think ahead into the future, because...I finally after all this time...let my FATHER go, because I can't bring him back to us ever, but...I would let GOD'S vengeance take over what was done to my MOTHER and his children. We forgive and love everyone involved, but...we will never forget it for infinity. It's not easy to forget what was once a beautiful family...to no family connection at all, because of what was done to my family. No more grudges held against those culprits, because they will meet their day of judgement. I'm only saying what I must say; I'm only expressing how I really feel, and it's only natural to do so when the man we (the family) love has been taken from us for infinity. But...like I said, "We (the family) must let old relic go...and for it to our past tense.

GOD and his sons vengeance is their virtue to fight our battles, but...karma will soon meet up with those who meant my family sorrow. I can say, "I'm comfortable with the way I feel about most things...one...is the death of my FATHER and loving him enough to let him go." Like I said...I can't bring him back to life, but I must go on with living life to the fullest in the name of my pilots. Nothing in my life without my FATHER will never be the same, but...I must go on, no matter how much it hurt. All I have is memories of a lifetime.

I'll settle for those fine memories, because...it's all I have to hold onto.

Thank You For Your Support In The Three Year Anniversary Of Author Terri Celestine Brunson

Book 132 - Special Edition Post - It's Been Three Years -

Romans 12:18 - If it be possible, as much a lieth in you, live peaceable with all men. 

I would like to thank everyone for their support in bringing my blog site Author Terri Celestine Brunson to it's conglomerate and blossoming success. It's been quite a pleasure to be loved for what I do in bringing to everyone worldwide heart felt and heart breaking stories that would capture those he read and take my stories to heart. It's been three years since I started this blog site in memory of my FATHER, Wesley Brunson Sr.  Author Terri Celestine Brunson also covers the extreme extent of what my family and I went through with the main source of our hell and the havoc and chaos, my ex aunt, Minnie Lou Wright. She...who virtually claimed Power of Attorney over my FATHER'S health and his life against my immediate family in her quest to rack devious power over my immediate family and I in order to gain control of his life, his possessions and most definitely, his finances.

Another party who were specifically involved in this hell and the havoc and chaos, I choose not to mention her in order to keep her totally anonymous for particular reasons I don't really care to discuss.  But...all that is over now! I don't care to discuss it anymore. It brings me to this point of letting what happen to my immediate family and I go, and I'm striving to let it go, and forgive those who caused us so much hell and total havoc and chaos. What I want is to finally receive my blessings from GOD and his son JESUS for forgiving those who deceived my family and I in the worst possible way to the point of our total silence.

I feel it's better that way to keep the peace! A nod here and there when I see my ex aunt Minnie Lou and the other one who cause my family and I despair, and is only right to "Kill their kindness with their weakness" and display it with smiles of joy, happiness and glory. What I'm saying to everyone who supported me throughout the success of my blog site Author Terri Celestine Brunson is...thank you very much for making three years of my blog site what it is today. I really appreciate it!

Confession Made Into Salvation

Book 128

Romans 10:8 - 15 - 8. But what saith it? The word is nigh thee, even in the mouth, and in that heart that is the word of faith, which we preach. 9. That if thou shalt confess with the mouth the Lord Jesus and shalt believe in thine heart GOD hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. 10. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made into salvation. 11. For the scripture saith, whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed. 




It is time for me to confess what I've been keeping in my heart for almost three years. I just want to  let go of this ton of old rubbish. And now...it is time to give it up and let it go forever. Thanks to GOD and his son JESUS and a woman of integrity to help me see the way to the light and stop grieving all the time and move on with my life. It all started with a question I asked her about our boarder crisis that's going on south of our boarder.

Then all of a sudden, our conversations were about my FATHER and everything my ex aunt(s) put my immediate family and myself through in a nutshell. This woman listened to every single thing I told her. She was in shocked to know of the torment, the lies, and the Power of Attorney my ex aunts had over my FATHER'S life and everything that they put my family and I for the last six months of my FATHER'S life. She told me, "To let GOD and his son JESUS have it; let them handle all of the pressures, the torment, your trials and tribulations, and the battles of wars, and rumors of wars that only they can fight for my immediate family and myself", "There is nothing else you could do, or try to do to bring your FATHER back", "He's gone and there's no reversing his life." Let it go, she said.

This woman also told me, "Don't wallow in something you can never change, because...your only going to be in tears for the rest of your life, and the death of you FATHER is always going to weigh heavy on your emotions, if you let it happen everyday of your life." That brought me to thinking about how much the death of my FATHER has worn down on me like a huge weight. Yes...I can't bring him back to life. The woman was right, "I can't let what happen to my FATHER weigh on me like a weight everyday I think about him. I must let him go and move on with my life." I got to finally let him go and move on, because I was making myself so sick until I almost went crazy again to the point of flaring my Post Traumatic Stress that I was diagnosed with after the death of my FATHER.

After that woman spoke with me...all of a sudden, I felt this huge weight lifted off of my shoulders that weighing me down for almost three years. Yes...here and there, I'm going to think of my FATHER, and I'm going to shed a tear or two, but...I'm starting to feel more relieved to know that I can deal with my FATHER'S death to the point that I'm not crying all the time, every time he comes to thought. I think about what that woman said to me, and how she expressed it in a way that I can clear understand the magnitude of what it was doing to my mind and health. For that...I'm totally grateful to her for talking to me and making realize the reality of my FATHER. I confessed with my grief to her, so that she can give me a solution to my problem, and she gave it. I think I've come to terms with the reality of my FATHER'S death, but it will never get any better knowing that he will never live on the face of the earth anymore.

GOD'S Vengeance, Justice, Wisdom And My Comfort Will Prevail

Book 125

Job 38:17 - 17. But thou hast fulfilled the judgment of the wicked: judgment and justice take hold on thee.

Psalms 89:14 - 14. Justice and judgment are the habitation of thy throne: mercy and truth shall go before thy face. 

Psalms 119:121 - 121. AIN. I have done judgment and justice: leave me not to mine oppressors. 

Isaiah 56:1 - 1. Thus saith the LORD, Keep ye judgment, and do justice: for my salvation is near to come, and my righteousness to be revealed. 

Isaiah 59:14 - 14. And judgment is turned away backward, and justice standeth afar off: for truth is fallen in the street, and equity cannot enter. 

Everyday it seems to get easier, but...sometimes it get harder to fathom the heartbreak I feel. I'm not going to mention too much what is most important to me, because...I know everyone get tired of me going on and on about my FATHER, but...he was everything to me and more. He is the reason why I write so many posts dedicated to him, so that I can cope, find some comfort, and remember the good times I had with him. But...I don't know how to get rid of the fact that he was murdered. How do I get rid of that thought...that bad memory I ingested into my heart?

Who's to say, or judge the fact that my FATHER was murdered by an extreme overdose of morphine? Because he was! GOD and his son JESUS is the only supernatural awesomeness that can fight my battles, and my trials and tribulations I got through everyday to try and cope with the death of my FATHER. For those who participated in his death, will suffer their fate. And...they know who they are in a man-fold.

I must try to get over him, but...its still hard for me to fathom his murder. I know I must! I know I must give this hurt, this void I feel to GOD and his son JESUS to deal with for my name sake. I know I must leave what was once was alone and let my pilots handle the pain I endured, the emotional havoc and chaos, the deception and indiscretions of those who brought shame to my immediate family and I. It's the only way I'm going to finally heal...just a little...from my heartbreak, the torment my immediate family and I went through, and with the Post Traumatic Stress I was diagnosed with.

Only GOD and his son JESUS will prevail with their vengeance. Stepping back is my only option towards comfort and healing. My pilots is the answer for my world today and then some. I know that one day, I will finally find the comfort from my traumatic situation. One day I will!

The Penetrating Scar That Will Last For All Eternity

Book 124

Psalms 16:3 - 3. But to the saints that are in the earth, and to the excellent, in whom is all my delight.
             27:7 - 7. Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice; have mercy also upon me, and answer me.
             39:12 - 12. Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not they peace at my tears; for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
             56:9 - 9. When I cry unto thee, then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for GOD is for me. 
             57:2 - 2. I will cry unto GOD most high; unto GOD that perfrometh all things for me. 
Isaiah 58:9 - 9. Then shalt thou call, and the LORD shall answer; thou shalt cry, and he shall say, Here I am. If thou take away from the midst of thee the yoke, the putting forth of the finger, and speaking vanity.
John 12:46 - 46. I am come a light into the world, that whosoever believeth on me should not abide in darkness.
Hebrews 13:5 - 5. Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. 




Who knows why things happen when you're living with a deep gash of a scar that effects my life each and every day, no matter the time, or minute, or micro second? I don't think I'll ever heal from that deep gash! What happen to my FATHER effects me when I least expect it to dawn on me like a bad memory. I know that everyone who reads this, get tired of me talking about my FATHER, but...he's the reason why I write about him consistently, so that I can gain some sort of comfort for what happened to him and my immediate family and I when life as I expected had gone totally bad. When you got Satan (Minnie Lou) on the other side of the horizon effecting everything that meant something to us, then I have a reason to talk about it and then some, so that the whole world will know her and what she did.

My FATHER is the reason why I express every trial and tribulation and the hell of what my immediate family and I went through with my ex aunt Minnie Lou and her blanket Power of Attorney over my FATHER'S life. I was in church today fellow-shipping with the body ("bride" in the book of Revelation) of the church. My cousin Amanda came up to my mother and I and gave us a sweet hug...acknowledging our presents. All of a sudden...my mother spoke about my FATHER and how Minnie Lou deceived our immediate family through her blanket Power of Attorney over my FATHER'S life. I gave Amanda the complete truth about what happened to my FATHER.

It was something she couldn't possibly know about when it came to the magnitude of what effects me to thus day. So...I had to give Amanda a brief refresher course of what happen during the last fateful six months of my FATHER'S life. First thing's first...I had to tell her about the last thing my FATHER said to me at close range, before he closed his eyes for all eternity. He said, "Keep Minnie away from me, I didn't want to come from the hospital, because...she's killing me!"  How do I cope with that on my own?

I can only ask GOD and his son JESUS for comfort, because I'm never going to forget what was like a thorny bush within reach for me to get poked. Who could forget what was once was after it happened? I know within a ounce of emotion, I will never forget those words my FATHER said towards the end of his life. My tears are real and plain as day as they continue to thus day when they roll down my face. My FATHER didn't deserve to be overdosed with morphine as instructed by Minnie Lou to the hospice nurse secretly behind closed doors.

I don't care what kind of comfortable she tried to administer like that morphine, my FATHER didn't deserve for his life to be cut short like it did. I will never forget it the day Minnie Lou helped my FATHER into a casket. Never! "Woe beyond the day Minnie Lou made sure the amount of morphine administered to my FATHER was fatal." Only jumping through hoops will fathom her fall, but...it will not clear her from the actual cost of reaping and sowing the possible consequences and the repercussions and everything she put my immediate family and I through with that blanket Power of Attorney and her extremely nasty disposition...she will ultimately suffer within that fate...only in the eyes of the GOD and his son JESUS she will suffer.

Deception Is Without A Doubt

Book 122

Mark 7:20 - 22 - 20. And he said, that which cometh out of the man, that defileth the man. 21. For from within, out of the heart of men, proceed evil thoughts, adulteries, fornication's, murders. 22. Thefts, covetousness, wickedness, deceit, lasciviousness, an evil eye, blasphemy, pride, foolishness: 

Romans 12:2 - 2. And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of GOD. 

Ephesians 4:31 - 32 - 31. Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice: 32. And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another even as GOD for Christ's sake hath forgiven you.

Synopsis: I would like to wish my FATHER a Happy Birthday in Heaven. This post reflects what's happening to us (immediate family) during our days of continuous mourning for my FATHER. Without a doubt, we believe that someone is messing with my FATHER'S grave, and in this post (without judgment) vengeance will prevail in the name of GOD for the culprit...if that's the case in the matter of Minnie Lou Wright. 

I don't understand for the life of me for someone (of whom I think) would go out and disturb a grave is beyond me. It seems as though my twin sister Sherri and I can't seem to keep flowers on our FATHER'S grave. "I mean, What the heck!" I'm not trying to judge anyone out of haste, or spite, but...it seems like a coincidence that every time my sister and I go out to visit our FATHER'S grave, at least a few weeks later, the flowers disappear. Then we look over at the other graves surrounding our FATHER'S grave...they are covered in flowers.

I have an idea about this one person who is evil beyond repair; that she would do just what I think she would do. Satan herself...Minnie Lou Wright! I got a strong feeling...and I don't want to judge her until I'm really certain that she's doing what I think she doing, by removing flowers from our FATHER'S grave. My sister and I truly think that she thinks we aren't showing our FATHER love by putting flowers on his grave, or visiting him occasionally. But...if this is happening (what we think is happening) then "woe" beyond to her and her wicked and evil ways.

We had solar lights placed on each side of our FATHER'S tombstone. Within weeks...they were gone. Then we happen to look over, and we saw the same set up with solar lights on our grandfather's and grandmother's grave. Solar lights on each side of their tombstone. So...with this said, I have a distinct feeling that Minnie Lou is the culprit of moving the flowers off of my FATHER'S grave. Maybe...it could be her daughter (the one that look like her) Lousondra.

I wondered within my heart...if this is the case, "Why...if so...are they doing this to us?" We (my immediate family and I) haven't done anything else to anyone in my FATHER'S family. We want nothing to do with either one of his family members, after what they did to my immediate family when my FATHER was alive, until his death. It's obvious in a whole lot of ways to think that Minnie Lou had something to do with what's happening at my FATHER'S grave site. If so...she will pay, and she will pay royally for it, I promise, thus saith GOD and his son JESUS vengeance!

"Infinity"

Book 119

Ruth 2:13 - 13. Then she said, Let me find favour in they sight, my LORD; for that thou hast comforted me, and for that thou hast spoken friendly unto thine handmaid thought I be not like unto one of thine handmaidens.

Job 6:10 - 10. Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow; let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One. 

       9:27 - 27. If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself

       42: 11 - 11. Then came there unto him all is brethren, and all his sisters, and all they that had been of his acquaintance before, and did eat bread with him in his house; and they bemoaned him; every man also gave him a piece of money, and every one an earring of gold

Synopsis: I designed this post as personal, and there is no amount of sorry said that will bring my FATHER back to (family) us. The ultimate has happened, and in my post I take it as personal. 

He would of been 69 years old on February 19th and I've been thinking of him so much. I don't know what else to say right now, or how to totally deal with it! Maybe a whole lot of people really don't understand how much I really loved my FATHER, no matter what he did to me, or my family thought out the thirty plus years of our lives. I forgave my FATHER for his indiscretions. Maybe...if everyone put themselves in my shoes and realize how close I was to my FATHER; maybe even closer to sum it up.

I wish everyone will realize that there is not a day I don't think of him. "I was basically a daddy's girl." It's hard to fathom sometimes, when I thought  I could finally put my FATHER to rest and out of my mind. But...there came a time when there is a good memory within my heart that keeps me smiling consistently; and then...there are bad memories that still make me weak and totally angry. I try to erase those bad memories out of my mind, but there is no use for that, no matter how much I try.

When my FATHER said to my face on his death bed, "She's killing me!" That thought will never go away for infinity. Its embedded in my mind and in my heart and soul for infinity. My Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome I suffered and diagnosed with keeps coming back when I think of doing something crazy to make my ex aunt Minnie Lou pay for what she did to my FATHER...and then I start to think of GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time.

I really need my pilots to help me seriously with my heart; help me with my mind, my body and especially my soul. I need GOD and his son JESUS to bring me comfort and understanding of why my FATHER'S death took a toll on my life and my heart. I also need my pilots to help not to think evil thoughts of Minnie Lou. I try to live for the present (today) because tomorrow isn't promised to me, or anyone on this earth. All I could do and say is that I'm trying so hard to deal with my FATHER'S death the best way I can.

But...I know that the hurt will never go away, no matter how much I want it to go away. All I can do is to try and deal with my FATHER'S death the best way I can. That's all I can do! I miss my POPSKI very much. "My GOD and his son JESUS, I miss him so much. There will be a time in my life, I will have some good days, and there are times I will have some bad days. Nonetheless...I will try to focus on the good days to bring me through the tragedy I suffer, and still suffer to this day, for nearly three years. GOD and his son JESUS is good all the time.

The Fortress Of Mortal Damnation

Book 116

1 Corinthians 15:53 - 53. For this corruptible must put on in corruption, and mortal must put o immortality. 

Mark 3:29 - 29. But he that shall blaspheme against the Holy Ghost hath never forgiveness but i danger of eternal damnation. 

Luke 20:47 - 47. Which devour widows houses and for a shew make long prayers; the same shall receive greater damnation. 

Matthew 23:14 - 14. Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites, for ye devour widows houses, and for a pretense make long prayer; therefore ye shall receive the greater damnation. 

Romans 13:2 - 2. Whosoever therefore resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of GOD; and they that resist shall receive to themselves damnation. 

I couldn't believe it! I saw what use to be my ex aunt, Minnie Lou (the one who murdered my father) at a wake I went to pay my respects to an old friend who died just recently. I didn't want to believe it, but...with all of the friends and family my old friend had, I was bound see my ex aunt in attendance after almost three years of not wanting anything to do with her at all. And as Minnie Lou was passing through the crowds of people that were exiting the church, she happen to reach over, and touch my mother and told her she looked great. My mother looked over at her, and she didn't utter a word to her, not one syllable,; she just stared at her. 

My status...I wouldn't give her a second look; not even the first look to sum it up to what the second look...look like. I'm still quite bitter with her, because of what she did my FATHER during the last days of his life. I hate to be that way, but...it can't be helped, not even a little bit. I guess people in general need to step in my shoes in order to get a touch of the pure 'hell' Minnie Lou put my immediate family and I through. Knowing and understanding how we feel when someone like her file Power of Attorney over a "live family" on my FATHER'S life and it's hard to forget.

I for one...will never forget the magnitude of it for as long as I live. Minnie Lou had the nerve to even utter one word (I'll pray for you, when she desperately need the prayer herself) to my mother, after lying about everything, including my FATHER'S finances and the whereabouts of my FATHER'S clothes and personal accessories. I'm telling everyone who finds this post truly alarming; she really did a number on all of us for those last six months of my FATHER'S life. But it's time to move on from old relex like Minnie Lou. Her reaping day is coming for her with a vengeance. That heart attack, or whatever she had when she had surgery on her heart (I felt for her, don't get me wrong) but... it not nearly enough for my immediate family and I to receive justice for my FATHER.

GOD and his son JESUS only kept my Minnie Lou alive for a good reason, so that one day, she will see the full magnitude of her reaping time in a manfold. I have to admit...seeing her at my old friend's funeral after almost three years since my FATHER, was very hard to bare sure enough, and I'm not kidding about that. Although...I still found it safe in my heart to move on with my life and let GOD and his son JESUS continue to work on Minnie Lou, because...my pilots above isn't done with her yet. She has a whole lot of "riff raft" to pay off for and I wouldn't want to be in her shoes when that day of strong reaping comes for her. Then my FATHER will have his justice, as well as my immediate family and myself.

A Time To Rejoice, Love And Move On

Book 112

Ecclesiastes 3:8 - 8. A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. 





We'll it's about time for school to start up again and Zachary says, "He's ready to go back." That's hard to believe when he was so ready for Christmas vacation last year 2018. I guess I'm not ready to get up those early mornings and take him to school, but one of many jobs of a mother's is never done when it comes to taking the kids to school on a regular basis. Zachary was already in bed at 10:00 pm, while I'm having a little me time, watching television and on my computer writing this post. I guess I'm also killing off time trying to find something else to do, and talk about.

Most of the time, I can find something to do, or talk about in a instance, especially when I'm not thinking about what I'm going to say. It just comes out when I least expect it too. This is one of those instances! I found myself wondering in my mind and in my heart about something that truly made sense to write about when I'm expressing my thoughts. I figured, "Let's get this out in the open and tell all about it!"

I just found out that my sister's niece Kristal, who just had been reunited with her sister Alexis, had just received full and legal custody of her sister. Their biological mother had to sign an affidavit to release her to her sister. She will have no say so about Kristal up to this point at any wave, shape, or form. She has basically lost the battle when it comes to her daughter; well...both of her daughters if I call the kettle black. My family and I are very happy about the fact that the biological mother (who is consistently a compulsive liar) has lost custody of her daughter, because of the way she treated her on a regular basis.

When a pathetic person like Alexis and Kristal's mother throws her thirteen year old daughter Kristal  out of the home and into a situation where she is set to live in a home with a mother and her seven sons. Seven sons! She has to be either perverted, lost her rocks, or just plain lost her marbles where the seven sons are concerned for having her daughter in the same home with all those boys. I'm happy to say that Kristal is no longer in that predicament, or living with that woman and her seven sons. She is where she needs to be, and that's with her sister Alexis.

Alexis will soon be receiving all of Kristal's benefits what's known as cash assistance and food stamps (in which their pathetic mother has been sponging off of while Kristal wasn't in her custody) when the process with Children and Families are complete. With this said, we (the family) believes that Kristal has a little neurological problem that may include the fact that she has Autism. We're not fully sure about that. But...it has been determined! All and all...I hope that the two girls will have a prosperous life, and we hope that Alexis make sure that Kristal is in school and doing what she need to make sure that Kristal is on the up and up with her life. I just hope everything goes well with these two girls.

Why Waste Time On Things We Can't Change

Book 102

Colossians 1:20 - 20. And having made peace through the blood of his cross, by him to reconcile all things unto himself; by him, I say whether they be things in Earth, or things in Heaven




I find it more than a waste of my time to keep dawning on things that doesn't need no more of my attention. I can sort of reflect on the matter my ex aunt's and why I keep them so logical in my blog posts. It's obvious that they were the main source of why I go through so many trial and tribulations. I got to talk about them no matter what the cost is to practically complete this post. I don't know about how much more I can stand, but the thought of those two women and what they done to me and immediate family, I find it more of a healing process for me in particular.

The more I speak of them about everything they have done to my immediate family and myself, it's seems...the better I feel in the long run. When I find myself wanting and yearning to get back at them for everything they've done to my family and I...I find myself praying for them in return. I'm not going to sell myself short of an ounce of happiness just because...my ex aunts decided to steal, kill and destroy everything that was valuable to my family. I'm going to keep going on and living my life to the fullest. Try not to think of them so much.

Just maybe I'll finally get over being so mad and upset over my ex aunt's indiscretions. The logic of it is far too old to fathom wasting time on their pathetic lives. Every now and then I'll write about them in good omens when it time to bring up old rubbish. It's still part of my healing process. And...I don't want to waste time healing old wounds.

What more can I possibly give to what's worth wild than to be proscribed a hypnosis session to talk about things that matters to me? I'm resting on a couch in a deep coma and I'm spilling my guts to find some sort of closure when it comes to communicating about my FATHER. Maybe closure will finally become a factor...maybe it wont. I know that it won't. Only GOD and his son JESUS will continue to be my rock of glory and everything will finally be okay.

100th Milestone Post - Our Lives Is Like A Box Of Chocolates

Book 100 - A Milestone Post -

1 Peter 1:3 - 3. Blessed be the GOD and father of our LORD JESUS Christ, which according to his abundant mercy hath begotten us again unto a lively hope by the resurrection of JESUS Christ from the dead. 

Ecclesiastes 6:12 - 12. For who knoweth what is good for man in this life, all the days of his vain life which he spendeth as a shadow. For who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun? 





*I'm pleased to announce my 100th milestone post to everyone who supported me by just viewing and acknowledging my posts with comments. Thanks again for your support everyone.


When life is like a box of chocolates you never ever know what you're going to get, no matter what, or how life goes. It's just a mystery we all need to figure out if only GOD and his son JESUS spare all of our lives. My twin sister and I have those moments when our thoughts get the best of us. There were so many thoughts of our past-times we can't seem to let go. It's just a number on our horizon that we haven't figured out according to our feelings when it comes to two members of our extend family.

One - Why do our ex aunts of our extended family seem to hate us so much that they had to steal from us? That's one instance! Two - What was it a purpose to steal, kill and destroy everything that belonged to my immediate family and myself? Three - Why greed was such a factor when it came to my FATHER'S estate? Four - Why was a Power of Attorney such a powerful weapon to use against my immediate family and I over the course of six months to gain control of my FATHER and his estate to keep us from having any say over anything about my FATHER?

The answer was simply obvious down to the buttered tooth of deceit, deception and indiscretion. "MONEY!" When money is used as the root of all evil, you know that all hell would break loose. My sister and I never thought our family would struggle so hard after our FATHER'S death. My ex aunts have no idea of our lives and what they both put my immediate family and I through when they decided to take over our FATHER'S life and over our family.

I think about the time when my ex aunts and their siblings had their struggles growing up. Yes...my FATHER told me and my siblings the story of when he had to stop going to school full time and get a part time job at a place called Sho-More Fertilizer to make ends meet for his immediate family. My FATHER'S...father (my grandfather) was a drunk and didn't really support his family like he should. My FATHER had to step in as the head of house...take care of his mother (my grandmother) and his three sisters and two brothers. I remember my FATHER telling me about the time they had to eat oranges for two weeks, nothing else.

The thought of my FATHER going to school part time to care for his immediate family and eating oranges for two weeks, brought back what I was feeling about my ex aunts and how they treated my immediate family for the last six months of my FATHER'S life. I asked myself, "How could they treat their brothers family like 'something' on the bottom of their shoes?" That question in itself was obvious to answer when the thought of it was so simple. "My ex aunts didn't give a hang about my FATHER, or his immediate family, or myself no matter the consequences; they didn't care so as long as they were banking on my FATHER'S life and disrespecting his family with no respect for him." Greed guided their lives when they had a truck backed all the way up to the door of my FATHER'S house two days after his burial and removing his possessions from his house.

That told me how much my ex aunts really cared for their brother...my FATHER. No one in their right mind would of did what they did over a live family. "My immediate family!" But...when it comes to GOD and his son JESUS vengeance, "Woe beyond to their evil deeds, because GOD and his son JESUS don't like ugly at all. I hate to be in their shoes when my pilots vengeance do them in.

All I can think about is when greed guides the lives of people of whom I thought loved us; it makes me sad to the fact of acknowledging what is and what's not when it comes to hate and disgust. I kind of suspected the attitudes of my ex aunts from the time they buried their mother...my grandmother. Nothing about them or anyone else in my extended family has ever been the same since. It's like being out of existence to everyone on that side in mind, body and soul...more like invisible. But...I know one day my immediate family and I will be first to see the many blessings that will come to us, and for my ex aunts, the repercussions will be the last thing they see for what's coming to them, and when it comes to their reaping time.

Lies Two Ways More Than One

Book 97 -

Hosea 7:3 - 3. Work unto them! For they have fled from me. Destruction unto them! Because they have transgressed against me; though I have redeemed them, yet they have spoken lies against me.



When it come to thinking about everything that has gone on in my life, I have come to a conclusion that resulted in a decision that I had to make on my own free will. I've decided not to give my extended family anymore of my life, my time, but...my love will continue to be there for them no matter what. After the lies that was told to me from my ex aunt (who will continue to remain anonymous) I never want her to visit my home again, no matter what. I don't think my immediate family and I will ever get the full truth from either of my ex aunts about what really happened to all of my FATHER'S things two days after my immediate family and I buried him. The lies and all the lies for the sake of lying will continue to go on no matter how long it takes to get the real truth out of those two women.

I just the understand the concept of why everything had to be kept a secret between them (my ex aunt's)  when it come to my FATHER'S well being, his health, and especially his finances. But...I know for sure that deception will always continue to guide their natural lives until they come clean about everything that has happened since my FATHER'S death. Deception and their indiscretions  played a part in all the dirt they have done to my immediate family and myself, and GOD and his son JESUS will claim their vengeance over them when they least expect it. And...I would hate to be in their shoes when that day comes. Why my ex aunt's continue to lie about what really happened with my FATHER'S health and his finances?

Only time will tell with a blink of an eye and the light that shines upon our grief that the truth will finally come out for the sake of my immediate family and for myself. My ex aunts will then find themselves on their knees pleading for forgiveness from the almighty GOD and his son JESUS for their evil and deceitful ways and their sins and indiscretions. And from that...my immediate family and I shall find peace. I look forward to that. My FATHER will finally rest in peace.

I want nothing more to do with my ex aunt's... possibly...the family. I get so sick and tired of the repeated lies and the deception. My immediate family and I deserve the truth and I'm wondering if we'll ever get the truth from those two women. I doubt it seriously! Because...deceit, deception and indiscretion will always guide their lives, no matter what.

Faults Of A Father To His Family

Book 96 -

James 5:16 - 16. Confess your faults one to another and pray one for another that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of righteous man availeth much.

1 Peter 2:20 - 20. For what Glory is it, if when ye be buffeted for your faults, ye shall take it patiently. But if...when ye do well, and suffer for it, ye take it patiently. This is acceptable with GOD




I found myself in deep thought of my FATHER'S faults against his family that lead to my extended family's silence against my immediate family. Its obvious to say this for a fact in the matter of my FATHER'S indiscretions. When he spoke against his immediate family about everything that goes on behind closed doors, you get a sense betrail in every direction you look, or every turn you make no matter what. I give a lot of fault to my FATHER of why my extended family don't give my immediate family and I the time of day...even though...most of them share some sort of respect for us generally. I guess when my parents in general had their ups and downs throughout their marriage, my FATHER had some sort of dislike (not hate) against my mother Ruth.

Not everyday my parents shared their day, or any brief encounters at all, just a word here and there and that's it. I do remember a time my FATHER told his brother-in-law Ron about the way my mother kept her house (things out of place and unclean) on a daily basis. I figured from that time when he told his brother-in-law that (which the brother-in-law might of relayed his response about my immediate and I to everyone else in my extended family) that my mother Ruth kept a dirty house was the reason why everyone in my extended family didn't eat from us when my FATHER'S had his restaurant. Don't get me wrong here about speaking ill my FATHER. This was a thought that came from my heart when I think of the negative side of my FATHER'S indiscretions.

His thoughts of his immediate family wasn't all peaches and cream; it was like oil and water. It was like a simple case of dislike in so many ways. It was hard to figure whether my FATHER had at least 99% of love for his immediate family, and then that 1% of dislike to make everything complete. It was hard in a whole lot of ways to figure him out for that matter. I know for a fact that my immediate family is totally without a doubt "ignored" completely from parties, events and get togetherness in every sense.

Nothing will help the fact that my FATHER spoke against his immediate family about certain things that didn't need to be said, especially when it came from behind close doors. This is why both of our families don't have anything in common when it comes to being on point with everything that is going on between our two families. This is why we don't talk period about anything all.  I truly believe this was why when my FATHER closed his eyes for eternity, it ended a relationship (even though my immediate family haven't had a relationship in over thirty years with our extended family) ended completely without thought, or hesitation. My immediate family and I can now deal with the fact that my extended family doesn't want anything else to do with us.

It proves a fact. That we (my immediate family and I) are not a part of their cup of tea when it comes to having and being more like "The Joneses" in every sense of value that are the most highest in regards for their way of life. My immediate family and I may not have the top of the world sitting on our shoulders, but we have each other at the end of the tunnel. And when we meet each on the other side of that tunnel, we do it with heart, love and understanding. That's why my immediate family and I can do without them in every way we can and have more fun together in a micro second doing it.

I find that everything I said in my post is based on fact, and my opinion. The one thing I don't do is sugarcoat the truth as I see fit to its facts. If it hurt those who read it, and have a sense of doubt of what is being said, all I can do is to express myself as I see fit, because..."It was the way it happened in every sense." I'm proud to be happy and be a part of my immediate family's circle of love. I will never give that up for anything but GODS and his son JESUS love for my immediate family.

Don't get me wrong here, because of my post. This was my deepest thoughts when it came to my FATHER'S negative indiscretions of his immediate family. I felt I needed to get it out of my system with every ounce of my feelings. I still love him anyway's no matter what, because he was in fact my FATHER. I still love him even though he's in his grave.

To end this post for sure, "My mother Ruth wasn't a true housekeeper (all perfect) in every sense, but...she did keep a clean house most part" just to let everyone know and that's a fact.