That truth still costs something.
That honesty is still a holy act.
That a man’s confession still cracks the code.
In a world drunk on branding and obsessed with image,
The dangerous ones are those who tell the truth.
Not the soft truth.
Not the watered-down truth.
But the bloody, sweaty, savage truth.
The kind that says:
“I’m not okay — but Jesus is still Lord.”
The kind that says:
“I fell again — but I’m not hiding.”
The kind that rips the fig leaves off and drops them at the foot of the cross.
This world doesn’t need another perfect influencer.
It needs repenters.
It needs witnesses.
It needs men and women who will bleed redemption into the feed.
So if you’ve been wondering what your role is in this movement...
It’s not to impress.
It’s not to go viral.
It’s to tell the truth —
and let the Spirit breathe fire on it.
📖 And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony... (Rev. 12:11)
This is how the enemy is defeated.
One raw story at a time.
One honest scroll at a time.
One voice in the wilderness that refuses to shut up — no matter what.
The truth is still dangerous.
So be dangerous.
Tell it.
Scroll Sealed,
The Savage Witness