My Church Is Full of Spoiled Brats

Translation from Spanish

My communities behave like a family of developmentally delayed children, says God.

Mandala: I see believers who go to church as if they were children who don’t know how to tie their shoelaces. But when you look more closely, you think, “Hmm, these so-called children are already far too old not to know how to tie their shoelaces.”

And I see a dad kneeling, tying his child’s shoelaces. But on closer look, it’s not a father: it’s the pastor, tying the shoelaces of a member of his community.

Your pastor is not your father; I am, and I alone, says God. Those who are born of incorruptible seed must honor Me as Father, not community leaders.

You are not children of pastors, but children of God. You must act like it.

Mandala: I see scenes where a child asks to have his food cut with a knife so he can eat. But looking closely, you see he’s no child: he already has a beard and is far too old to wear a bib. Then there’s another scene, where he asks for help to go to the bathroom. These come across as grotesque, out-of-place scenes.

That’s how you are in many places: spoiled brats! Not spoiled by one, but spoiled by three, says the Lord, the Father of lights.

Unhealthy emotional dependencies! Illegitimate mental dependencies!

When will you grow up?

You want to drink milk forever. You refuse to grow, you refuse to take responsibility. You want your leaders to serve everything up to you. You hide behind those at the head. You have taken the place of the tail. Did I not give you My Most Holy Spirit so that you would be the head over all the earth?

I see cowards instead of conquerors! My soul is grieved!

Vagabonds instead of workers! Charlatans instead of ambassadors of My Kingdom!

Debts, debts, and unpaid bills beyond measure!

You speak grandly about Me in vain. You have neither My courage nor My love nor My light nor My power.

You build hollow walls that can’t withstand even a single blow. The storm is coming, and great will be the fall of this house.

Mandala: God is now speaking to the pastors:

You want to raise children who depend on you forever! You have taken possession of what is Mine! Souls belong to Me!

Mandala: I hear thunder, and I sense that God is angry with leaders who make their members dependent on them, the way a drug dealer makes his customers dependent on him.

They want to be indispensable, says God. They don’t want the chicks to grow up and fly.

I will judge. Come to your senses before judgment falls.

Is delaying the development of My little ones not enough for you? On top of that, you muzzle them, put them in cages, put shackles and ropes around their necks, legs, and arms. You see them grow, yet you keep dressing them in baby clothes.

Slave drivers! I hear lashes and blows landing on My sheep.

My prophets have rightly said that the shepherds look after themselves, that they fatten themselves at the expense of My flock.

Some enrich themselves off the backs of My flock, with harshness and oppression. Instead of binding up their wounds and caring for them, they have become their Pharaoh. These are worse than the first group.

Others have taken the place of God before the people: “Yes, Pastor… Of course, Pastor, sir… Right away, Pastor… Sorry for the delay, Pastor…”

What will become of the pastors who demand honor that belongs only to Jehovah, the only living God of the universe? Woe, and double woe!

Those who dare to play God are worse than the second group.

Since when do My children need permission to do good? Since when is permission required to proclaim the gospel of peace?

My wrath is kindled against those who stand as obstacles to My commands. My instructions are holy and eternal, as I am. They are but clay, and I will carry them away with the wind of My mouth, and they will no longer be an obstacle in My way.

How foolish is the man who puts God to the test, only to find himself before his Creator in rebellion and unable to justify his deeds! Gird your loins, for I will rise up and deal personally with these “servants” who do not serve Me.

[Hebrews 5:12-14] For when for the time ye ought to be teachers, ye have need that one teach you again which be the first principles of the oracles of God; and are become such as have need of milk, and not of strong meat. For every one that useth milk is unskilful in the word of righteousness: for he is a babe. But strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil.

[Matthew 23:9] And call no man your father upon the earth: for one is your Father, which is in heaven.

[Jeremiah 23:1-2] Woe be unto the pastors that destroy and scatter the sheep of my pasture! saith the LORD. Therefore thus saith the LORD God of Israel against the pastors that feed my people; Ye have scattered my flock, and driven them away, and have not visited them: behold, I will visit upon you the evil of your doings, saith the LORD.