Blastit, this is GOD speaking. Many years ago I united you in marriage with Charity, one of My dearest daughters. Before Me, in the presence of holy angels and saints, you promised to cherish, love
and protect Charity so long as you both lived. You did fine for awhile, and Charity
did her best to be patient while you were away for long periods carrying that plank of wood on your back through various nations
of the world. I blessed your ministry through the deliverance and salvation
of many souls. But your life turned out to be a mixed bag. Your son was ill and there were many things he couldn’t do for himself. Life wasn’t a big lark anymore. Photo shoots and publicity
write-ups are loads of fun, but it isn’t much fun to struggle to care for a handicapped kid. It sort of cramped your style, didn’t it, Blastit?
While Charity stayed home
doing all the stuff that wasn’t fun and exciting, you found a little extra excitement of your own in the person of Delilah, a sexy blond who didn’t bring any
inconvenient “baggage” with her. Why tie yourself down to a tired, work-weary first wife when you could have a
swingin’ time with a blond bombshell? How fun it was for you when you divorced
that poor daughter of mine, so heavy-laden with the burden of caring for seven kids and having to go out to work as well!
Not even a wild dog would shirk its responsibilities like you did!
Now you were a single guy
again, able to “make a new beginning” with your cheap tart, who didn’t give a hoot that she was a homewrecker. Not once have you repented of this foul deed.
Not one tear or even one considerate thought for Charity, who was forced to quit being a full-time caregiver for YOUR
son and had to go out slaving at a secular job, wondering how she could afford
baby-sitting for her family while she was away. Not to mention when she got home there were dishes to do, clothes to wash,
homework to help the children with, and multitudes of other bone-wearying tasks.
While Charity cried herself
to sleep at night you partied away with your Jezebel whore, smiling pretty for the cameras so everyone could SEE what a wonderful
Crusader for Christ you were. Go ahead, you two-faced hypocrite apostate. Go
round the world carrying that wooden carnival cross to attract more attention to yourself.
But the LORD will end up paddling you with it when you stand before Me at the believers’ judgment. I said in My Holy Word that if any man provide not for his own house, he is an INFIDEL AND HAS DENIED THE
FAITH! It is not lawful for you to live with Delilah as her husband. She too will face the LORD’S wrath at Christ’s Second Coming unless she repents. You left behind
a trail of tears as you traveled the world carrying your cross. I will NEVER
bless your second marriage. It was an act of betrayal to the Christ within Charity’s
heart as well as an evil act of adultery, and the passage of time will never change that.
Jesus said in Mark 10:11 that whoever divorces his wife and marries someone else, commits adultery against his wife.
Blastit, how did satan
fill your heart to take this blond beauty and lavish on her the love and attention your wife EARNED through years of faithful
service? You perverse idiot, don’t you realize My daughter went down into
of Death seven (7) times to bear your children, enduring pain, bloating,
and bleeding to bring forth your little ones? She went without restful sleep
to care for all those precious kids. Charity deserved better than you, you scoundrel.
Maybe her figure isn’t like Delilah’s and that’s the reason
you couldn’t control your hormones when you met this wily woman. But that’s
no excuse for ditching your family. Any
dog can beget offspring. But it takes real dedication to sacrifice yourself for your children’s welfare. That’s the kind of cross I asked of you, Blastit, not some stupid wood two-by-four on wheels!
The heaviest burdens Charity
ever bore weren’t her repeated pregnancies, or even the troubles caused by her son’s illness. YOU put the heaviest burdens on her back. YOU broke this dear
woman’s heart. Because you broke her heart, I’ll break your heart
too, Blastit. I’ll send comfort, deliverance and relief to this poor woman
who had to go out to work a back-breaking job while you made love to your blond whore.
But after I lift Charity’s burdens I won’t keep them. I’ll
put them on YOUR back and cause you to suffer all the misery you put on her, seven times over.
If you don’t repent, I’ll put you and your Jezebel adulteress mistress on a bed of sickness instead of
pleasure and put you through great tribulation (Rev.2:22). You and that whore
Delilah will suffer the fate of all who commit spiritual adultery against Me by denying My Word.
Blastit, you are an ADULTERER
and a DEADBEAT DAD. Not only are you a backslider on his way to hell, you’re pulling OTHERS into hell with you who would
otherwise be saved. Instead of walking your talk, you think it’s enough
to drag that rotting plank of wood with you wherever you go. Through your conduct you have made My Holy Name a reproach among lost sinners who see in you the perfect
excuse for rejecting Jesus as Savior. You are an utter disgrace to My Kingdom! I’m not at all impressed with your cheesy
smiles done for the camera to convince the world how holy you are! Delilah convinces herself that since she’s helping
with your “ministry” that whitewashes her filthy sin. Unless you two repent and start living according to that
Bible you preach, the day will come when you both shall appear in My Presence whining for mercy. You’ll talk about all the souls you won with the so-called sinner’s prayer (how long did they STAY saved?)and all the people that (allegedly) got healed by your traveling ministry. Know how I’ll respond? Depart from
Me, you hypocrite and worker of evil, into dense darkness and everlasting fire prepared for the devil and his angels (Matt.7:22-23).
Satan has deluded you into
thinking life will go on forever and there’s no need to worry about your judgment day. You care more about what people
think that what your former Savior thinks. Fame and celebrity have ruined you and seduced you away from the simple love you
had for me as a little boy. You’re a fence-straddler who wants to taste
the forbidden luscious fruit of sin while still claiming to be a soul-winner for Jesus. You make Me sick to My stomach and
I am ready to vomit you out (Rev.3:16). Either repent right now or the day will come you are cast into outer darkness with
other infidels who have denied the faith. Moreover, I will put on your body the
strain and the weariness your long-suffering first wife has borne since you left her. If you reject My warning to repent of
all these sins you’ve committed against Me and your first family I will
take away the glitz and glory of your self-obsessed “ministry” and write ICHABOD over your life as My Spirit departs
in disgust from you forever.