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Woe to the modern churches who live in sin and turn the house of the Lord into a place of easy-believism and corrupted morals. Woe to those who say they carry the flame but walk in darkness. The Lord led me to Lamentations 1 & 2 this morning, and what I saw was not just the ancient cry of a grieving prophet—it was a mirror. A mirror held up to the American church. A reflection of the bride, blemished and wayward. The words may be old, but the warning is fresh. The affliction, the shame, the judgment—it speaks to now.

Judah has gone into exile. But Judah means praise. This is not just a nation—it is the very sound of worship that has been taken captive. Praise has gone into bondage. Our worship services are slick and shiny, but they are exiled from the Presence. They dwell among the nations, tainted by trends, governed by algorithms, chasing relevance instead of reverence. And in all the noise, there is no rest. No true Sabbath. No resting place for the glory.

The pursuers have overtaken her. Demonic agendas. Cultural compromise. Doctrinal dilution. All these have infiltrated what was once holy. The sanctuary has become a stage. The throne room has been replaced by the green room.

Her uncleanness is in her skirts. There is sexual sin in the church. Not just among the people—but among the priests. Scandal after scandal. Adultery, fornication, unrepentant immorality. Ministries built on charisma while character crumbles behind the curtain. The bride’s garments are stained. And she did not consider her future. Short-term fame has blinded her to eternal consequences.

She has no comforter. The Holy Spirit—our Comforter—cannot abide where sin is coddled. He is grieved. And when He lifts, the people don’t even notice. The lights still shine. The fog still rolls. The followers still follow. But Ichabod is written over the door.

The adversary has stretched out his hand over her precious things. The sacred has been plundered. The holy things have been offered up to the gods of entertainment and ego. Foreign ideologies, carnal philosophies, and secular methods have been welcomed into the sanctuary—those whom God commanded should not enter. We’ve opened the doors wide in the name of inclusivity and lost the fire on the altar.

And now the people groan for bread. They come hungry, but they leave hollow. There is no Word. No revelation. Just fragments of encouragement, TED talks wrapped in scripture, fast-food faith served on silver screens. They give their precious things—their time, their money, their attention—just to try and survive. Just to feel something. And still, their souls wither.

My eyes fail with tears. My heart is poured out, because the children are fainting in the streets. A generation is being lost while the church is busy promoting itself. Little ones—spiritually and literally—are asking their mothers, "Where is the grain and the wine?" Where is the Word and the Spirit? But there is no answer. Only more noise. And so they faint, lost in gender confusion, suicide, addiction, and despair.

Your prophets have seen false and foolish visions. Where are the voices that call to repentance? Where are the burning ones who cry aloud and spare not? Instead, we have prophets peddling novelty—angel feathers, numbers, vague platitudes. Words that stir the soul but do not cleanse it. They have not exposed iniquity. They have not turned the people from captivity. They’ve promised promotion while the prison doors stay locked.

And now the world laughs. They clap their hands in derision. They say, "Is this the church that was supposed to be the joy of the whole earth?" Our scandals make headlines. Our falls become memes. The salt has lost its savor.

But there is still a remnant. There are still those who will arise. Who will cry aloud in the night watches. Who will pour out their hearts like water before the Lord. Who will lift their hands for the lives of the children. There is still time to repent. To reform. To return.

Reformation must come before revival. Repentance before renewal. Alignment before anointing. If we want to reap the harvest, we must tear down the idols and rebuild the altar.

This is not a time for soft words. It is a time for sacred fire. Let judgment begin in the house of the Lord—not to destroy, but to refine. Not to shame, but to restore.

Let the watchmen cry out again.

Let the priests weep between the porch and the altar.

Let the bride make herself ready.

Because He is coming. And He will have a pure bride.

— Pastor Daniel Dummer

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Please pray for my friend A. Her husband had a cardiac event and is in ICU. He has no brain function right now. The family will have to make a decision today about life support.

We are begging God for a miracle. They have two little boys. Father’s Day is coming up. They had a vacation coming up.

He’s so young. This was so unexpected.

Please lift him (B) and his wife (A) and the rest of the family up in prayer.

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Christianity is not about taking the moral high ground, and thanking God that we aren’t horrible sinners like the rest of the world.

In fact, it’s quite the opposite.

Becoming a follower of Christ means becoming more aware of our failures, and of how we fall short of God’s holy standard. It’s a life of acknowledging that we can’t get to heaven on our own, and giving our lives to the only one who can make us righteous before God.

It’s when we do this that, while we don’t become lights of the world, we are able to point to the one who is.

His light fills us to the brim, to the point where we run over. This is how Jesus continues to shine his light in this dark world, through his children.

We are not the light, but are called to be witnesses of the light. We are called to carry out the deeds of our Father in the light, because he is the light. What is done in the light, cannot be done in darkness.

This means that we must live holy, as he is holy. We must let his light shine in this world, because it desperately needs to hear his message. This world of darkness must be lit up with the fire of the Holy Spirit.

The Christian life is a life of imitating Christ the Lord. His love that he has shown us both on the cross, and in how he lived his life, demands a life long response. It’s through our humbleness before him that we become the lanterns of the Holy Spirit to shine in this world of darkness and decay.

The Christian life is not a life of perfection or self righteousness, but a life of constant repentance and humility before the Lord. It’s acknowledging the futility of trying to be righteous in our own, and letting his righteousness flow through us.

We can’t let the light shine if we dim it with the mask of our self righteousness. God is trying to call those around us to himself, not to his to servants.

It’s through Christ we are saved, not ourselves or our works.

Let’s start acting like it.

God bless, Jesus loves you ✝️❤️

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Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. The Pharisee stood by himself and prayed: ‘God, I thank you that I am not like other people—robbers, evildoers, adulterers—or even like this tax collector. I fast twice a week and give a tenth of all I get.’

“But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, ‘God, have mercy on me, a sinner.’

“I tell you that this man, rather than the other, went home justified before God. For all those who exalt themselves will be humbled, and those who humble themselves will be exalted.”

Luke 18:10-4

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Jesus loves you ♡

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Ever since Christ has opened our eyes to the truth of his word, we have become enemies of this world.

We are no longer residents of this world, but the one to come.

As such, that is where treasures are.

Let’s think about what home means to us for a second. What does it mean to be home?

For me, it means being totally and utterly safe. The worries of the world can’t bother there, and I am free to be myself. I can rest, be content, and take a break from the noise of the outside.

From a literal stand point, it also means that my possessions are kept there.

Now, what if I told you that this is what God has prepared Heaven to be like for you?

It’s not just an exciting place to go to, bits it’s your home. Your needs will be met, and you’ll finally be safe from the snares of sin and death. You will one with your creator, and he will call you his own. His house will become yours, you will live with him. He’s got a place set up for you, and even a secret name that only the two of you will know.

It’s a common saying that a home isn’t the house, but the people who live in it.

Heaven is the house, and God is the one who lives in it. Heaven is our true home because it’s flooded with God’s holy presence, and it’s where sin and death can never get hold of you. You are safe.

Does what Heaven is described as sound like earth to you?

Me neither.

That is why Paul told us to fix our eyes in what is unseen (2 Corinthians 4:18). This abode is temporary, and our eternal home, which cannot be seen with the human eye, awaits us.

When we do this, Jesus becomes our treasure, and his home becomes ours.

God bless, Jesus loves you ✝️❤️

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Romans 13:12 (NLT) - The night is almost gone; the day of salvation will soon be here. So remove your dark deeds like dirty clothes, and put on the shining armor of right living.

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My cousin Kenny passed away suddenly yesterday at the age of 54. If you could please pray for his soul and for his family. I also lost two other relatives very recently: Samantha (31) and Ieuan (52), if you could keep them in your prayers also.

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[Image text: Lord from the ends of the earth, I cry to you for help when my heart is overwhelmed. Lead me to the towering rock of safety. Psalm 61:2

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Romans 3:25 NIV 25 God presented Christ as a sacrifice of atonement, through the shedding of his blood—to be received by faith. He did this to demonstrate his righteousness, because in his forbearance he had left the sins committed beforehand unpunished—

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Our Redeemer's glorious cry of "It is finished," was the death-knell of all the adversaries of his people, the breaking of "the arrows of the bow, the shield, and the sword, and the battle." Behold the hero of Golgotha using his cross as an anvil, and his woes as a hammer, dashing to shivers bundle after bundle of our sins, those poisoned "arrows of the bow;" trampling on every indictment, and destroying every accusation.

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There is a four year old girl on TikTok battling B-cell lymphoma who is called Camryn. In a recent TikTok of hers I saw, she asked for prayers. If you could please pray for her health and for her family. Her family also run a charity which aims to deliver free colouring books to other kids battling cancer, which you can donate to here.

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"Blessed be the LORD, Who has not given us as prey to their teeth. Our soul has escaped as a bird from the snare of the fowlers; the snare is broken, and we have escaped. Our help is in the name of the LORD, Who made heaven and earth."

— Psalms 124:6‭-‬8 (NKJV)

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walking in the fear of the Lord, and in the comfort of the Holy Ghost, were multiplied. — Acts 9:31

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“I love those who love me and those who seek me diligently shall find me.” Proverbs 8:17