04/02/2026
Welcome to the world today.
Where lying is a language, cheating is a strategy, and betrayal is just called moving on.
Where truth is offensive, conviction is cruel, and holiness is treated like extremism.
Where s*x is cheap, but loyalty is priceless.
Where people give their bodies away in a night, but never learn how to give their word for a lifetime.
Where people know how to fake love, fake peace, fake smiles, fake apologies, and fake Christianity.
Where adultery is excused, fornication is normalized, and perversion is defended like it deserves applause.
Where people break covenants, destroy homes, scar children, and then show up online preaching about healing.
Where liars build platforms.
Where manipulators write captions about authenticity.
Where cheaters cry when they get exposed, not because they are repentant, but because they got caught.
Where the innocent get mocked, and the guilty get rebranded.
Where false prophets still prophesy.
Where wolves still preach.
Where devils wear microphones, carry Bibles, and know church language better than they know God.
Where men who have no prayer life sell conferences on breakthrough.
Where people with no character teach on relationships.
Where leaders full of greed preach favor, while secretly feeding on the broken, the desperate, and the blind.
Where ministry has become a marketplace.
Where pulpits have become stages.
Where altars have become props.
Where anointing has been merchandised and oil has been replaced with branding.
Where some leaders do not shepherd sheep, they fleece them.
Where they do not wash feet, they build empires.
Where they do not carry a cross, they protect a lifestyle.
Where money hungry ministry leaders can raise an offering faster than they can raise a standard.
Where some preachers cry over slow giving, but never cry over sin.
Where they know how to manipulate an atmosphere, but do not know how to steward the fear of the Lord.
Where they preach blessing without repentance.
Promise without surrender.
Harvest without holiness.
Crown without cross.
Power without purity.
Where people sow into charisma and starve character.
Where false prophets flatter people into bo***ge.
Where lying leaders seduce broken hearts with smooth words and spiritual performance.
Where some ministries are not built on prayer, but on image.
Not on holiness, but on hype.
Not on truth, but on what will keep the money flowing.
Where discernment is called judgment, because demons love any church that has lost the ability to confront darkness.
Where people would rather protect a gifted devil than submit to a holy nobody.
Where entire ministries are built on exaggeration, manipulation, emotionalism, and fear based fundraising.
Where some leaders are more committed to protecting their brand than protecting the bride of Christ.
Where they will hide affairs, hide abuse, hide greed, hide corruption, hide addiction, hide compromise, then call anyone divisive who dares to expose it.
Where they call exposure an attack, because they never planned to repent.
Where men leave their wives, abandon their children, seduce spiritual daughters, then come back six months later calling it restoration.
No.
That is not restoration.
That is rebellion with stage lights.
Where people cheat in private, lie in public, and still expect to be trusted as if God is blind.
Where many do not fear God, they fear losing influence.
They do not fear sin, they fear screenshots.
They do not fear judgment, they fear bad press.
Where platforms are full, but prayer rooms are empty.
Where churches are loud, but hearts are cold.
Where sermons are polished, but lives are rotten.
Where people can preach fire and still live filthy.
This is not revival.
This is performance.
This is not ministry.
This is merchandising.
This is not the move of God.
This is flesh in a suit, greed with a microphone, and rebellion dressed up like relevance.
The Bible warned us.
Perilous times would come.
Deception would increase.
The love of many would grow cold.
Men would be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, headstrong, unholy, without self control.
We are there.
We are watching people preach what they refuse to live.
Watching leaders demand honor they have not earned.
Watching men touch pulpits with unclean hands and then wonder why there is no glory in the room.
God is not mocked.
You can fool people.
You can fool followers.
You can fool donors.
You can fool weak leaders.
But you will never fool the Lord.
Your suit does not hide your sin.
Your title does not cancel your rebellion.
Your gifting does not excuse your filth.
Your followers do not equal fruit.
And your income does not prove God’s approval.
Some of these leaders are not under attack.
They are under exposure.
And exposure is mercy before judgment.
Let me be plain.
If you lie, repent.
If you cheat, repent.
If you manipulate, repent.
If you prophesy falsely, repent.
If you use people for money, repent.
If you touch the holy things of God with an unclean life, repent.
Because the hour is getting late, and God is done winking at what men keep platforming.
But even now, there is mercy.
For the liar.
For the cheater.
For the false prophet.
For the compromised preacher.
For the greedy leader.
For the broken saint.
For the prodigal son.
For the backslider.
For the one who knows they are wrong and is sick of pretending.
Jesus still saves.
Jesus still cleanses.
Jesus still restores.
Jesus still delivers.
But He does not restore what you refuse to repent for.
This is the hour to come clean.
To break agreement with darkness.
To tear down the idol.
To shut off the act.
To get off the stage.
To fall on your face.
To fear God again.
Because a clean nobody is more dangerous to hell than a famous fraud.
Holiness still matters.
Integrity still matters.
Truth still matters.
Repentance still matters.
And the fear of the Lord still matters.
Let the liars tremble.
Let the cheaters shake.
Let the false prophets choke on their own words.
Let the money changers be driven out.
God is purifying His house.
And the ones who survive what is coming will not be the most famous.
They will be the most faithful.
There is still hope in Jesus.
But the time for playing games is over.
I love you, let's do better - Derrick Gates
