Yesterday morning I came across a comment on my Facebook page that left me stunned—what spiritual blindness! Our first reaction is to want to lower ourselves to their level and respond to their attacks, and then block them. But after a few minutes, we take a deep breath and feel the pain… the pain God feels every day…

“O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the one who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her! How often I wanted to gather your children together, as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing! See! Your house is left to you desolate; for I say to you, you shall see Me no more till you say, “Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord!” Matthew 23.37-39

Do you know how it feels to do everything for other people and still be stoned? This is exactly what happens to the Universal Church: it’s been stoned for 36 years. But this is nothing compared to God’s groans for us, right?

Every new generation, God chooses someone to represent Him… but the same thing happens since the time of the Bible: the ones inside the church are the most critical of all. They’re always trying to kill with their words those whom God has so carefully chosen from among His people.

God does not choose anyone to be better and have more power than others. It’s never been His intention. When Abel offered a better sacrifice than Cain, God did not discriminate Cain. He simply showed Cain the truth about himself. A person’s offering represents himself: if it is an imperfect offering, it’s because the offering giver is not doing it wholeheartedly.

But that was not what Cain understood. Instead of looking at himself before God, he looked at his brother Abel in a negative way, as if he had made a better sacrifice just to abash Cain. He hated Abel in his heart for no reason and killed him.

Isn’t it what many people do to those whom God has chosen? They hate them and try to destroy them with words, criticism, anger, disgust, derision, etc.

In spite of all that, the Spirit of God still tries to gather His children together. Day and night. In many different ways. However, they don’t want to be gathered together, they don’t want to listen, they don’t want to see. They’d rather criticize others and remain indifferent to everything God says in His Word. They claim to be His but are not—and don’t even know it. They think that just because they have a religion, they are exempt from hell…

But woe to you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! For you shut up the kingdom of heaven against men; for you neither go in yourselves, nor do you allow those who are entering to go in. Matthew 23.13

They neither are saved, nor do they allow others to be saved…

Happy anniversary to the Universal Church. It was through your sincere way of preaching, slapping me with the truth rather than kissing me with a lie, that I met the Lord Jesus and stopped being one more religious person to become a woman of God.

And because I’m the Universal, I can be myself, without pretending or expecting perfection from anyone. I live on the Altar, and there, I have everything and I have nothing at the same time—and I am the happiest woman in the world because of that.