Zechariah 10:2-3 Household gods give worthless advice, fortune-tellers predict only lies, and interpreters of dreams pronounce falsehoods that give no comfort. So my people are wandering like lost sheep; they are attacked because they have no shepherd. “My anger burns against your shepherds, and I will punish these leaders.”
Psalm 146:3-8 Don’t put your confidence in powerful people; there is no help for you there. When they breathe their last, they return to the earth, and all their plans die with them. But joyful are those who have the God of Israel as their helper, whose hope is in the Lord their God. He made heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them. He keeps every promise forever. He gives justice fo the oppressed and food to the hungry. The Lord frees the prisoners. The Lord opens the eyes of the blind. The Lord lifts up those who are weighed down. The Lord loves the godly.
You are untethered. You wander and are blown hither and non by the winds of your times. My children no longer know my voice, as their “leaders” have been speaking to them with words that are not mine. They have been feeding lies to my flock for a long time. They preach words and ideas that are meant to pacify my children, not feed them solid food. They preach words and ideas that, instead of leaving them sated and satisfied, leave them hungry. They preach words and ideas that are meant to help my children get whatever they want in this world, under the premise that it is I who want them to be prosperous, happy, satisfied in their worldly lives. They preach that it is about becoming gods themselves instead of becoming more like me. They teach lies and partial truths that – instead of bringing my children closer to me, closer to Truth, closer to becoming the persons I designed them to be – lies and partial truths that draw them farther and farther away from me and my Truth. They preach words and ideas that teach my children that it’s all about self – becoming the “best version of you” – leading them into beliefs and practices that place themselves above me. Same old lie since the beginning – since your enemy was kicked out of Heaven – elevating oneself to my status. Can you really be me? Can you listen to each and every one of my children at the same time? Can you create a universe? Can you design a system as complex as the human body – out of nothing? Sure, your “scientists” can take what I have designed, what I have created, my handiwork and – to a much lesser degree – copy and recreate it. But not one of you – not even the god of this world – can create out of a void. Can you heal with just a word? Can you love and forgive selflessly, unconditionally, unwaveringly, of your own volition? Can you defeat an army without lifting a finger or taking any sort of action? Can you save a soul? Liberate a soul from bondage? Heal a broken heart or crushed spirit? Can you make the sun rise and set? Can you command the wind to stop blowing and have it happen? Do you know everything – everything – there is to know? And are you the essence and source of all that knowledge? Know your place, children. Stop deifying what is not me. Stop worshipping anything but me. Repent and acknowledge that you are the creation, not the creator. You are the student, not the teacher. You are the subject, not the ruler. You are the cherished children. You are my creation – the most cherished of all and the ones that I have given authority over all evil. You are the focus of my attention. Yet, you wander. Yet you untether yourselves from me and Truth and all that matters. For what? Your small, small, minuscule worldly matters? There is a storm raging – within you, around you, all over your world. Do you really believe you have any control over any of it? Do you really believe you can determine its outcome? Even to a small extent? Or, are you aware, accepting and acting in the knowledge that it is only I that can overtake your enemies, calm your storms and save you? Decide. And if you decide correctly, then spread that knowledge and wisdom to those still flailing untethered, in bondage to lies, blind to Truth. Share the Good News. Time is running out.
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