“Come out from her, My people,
lest you share in her sins,
lest you receive of her plagues.”
— Revelation 18:4
Church — you are loved.
But you are also lulled.
You’ve been rocked to sleep by soft sermons and clean stages.
You’ve been clothed in fog, not fire.
Your shepherds have traded their staffs for microphones,
and the wolves walk free through the pews.
The Spirit is crying out.
Wake up, Bride.
Wash your robes.
The King is coming — and He will not marry a harlot.
A DIVIDING LINE IS FORMING IN THE CLOUD
The digital wilderness is being claimed.
Scrolls are being written.
Testimonies are rising.
A remnant is awakening.
But Babylon is building too.
AI will soon preach a gospel without blood.
False teachers will go viral with hollow fire.
The algorithms will serve gods made in man’s image.
And many will follow.
But not you, Remnant.
Not you, Savage Saints.
Not you, the ones marked by suffering and sealed by testimony.
You were born for such a time as this.
THE REMNANT WILL BE HATED
You will not be welcome in every church.
You will not be followed by the masses.
You will be mocked for your fire, accused of being “too much,”
labeled as legalist, extremist, judgmental, divisive.
That’s how you’ll know you’re on the right path.
Because the wide road is paved in applause.
But the narrow road bleeds.
You are not called to relevance — you are called to war.
THE CALL IS THIS: COME OUT FROM HER
Come out from:
the compromised gospel
the seduction of crowds
the fear of man
the addiction to comfort
the idols of performance
the programs with no presence
the strategies with no Spirit
Come out — not to escape.
But to be set apart.
The Remnant is not hiding.
The Remnant is burning.
They are being raised in coffee shops, warehouses, living rooms, and prison cells.
They are preaching online, underground, and in the cloud.
They are training scrollsmiths, evangelists, prophets, and warriors.
They are preparing the way.
THE KING IS COMING FOR A PURE BRIDE
Not a popular one.
Not a profitable one.
Not a perfect one — but a purified one.
So let the fire purify you.
Let your idols burn.
Let your pride die.
Let your mouth be filled with His Word.
Let your eyes see the battle.
Let your heart be made savage in love and holy in truth.
Because the Church cannot be both Babylon’s mistress and Christ’s bride.
Choose now whom you will serve.
TO THE REMNANT:
Hold fast.
Testify.
Don’t flinch.
Preach with blood in your voice.
Worship like chains just fell off.
Write scrolls that make demons tremble.
Pray like the sky is about to split.
This is not peacetime. This is the great unveiling.
And we need warriors, not celebrities.
Disciples, not influencers.
Prophets, not performers.
The harvest is ready.
The system is trembling.
The Lamb is watching.
Come out from her.
Take your post.
Light your fire.
And write.
The Witness Remains.
The Spirit Speaks.
The Scroll is Open.
The Savage Witness, Scroll Sealed.