The Great Deception is Cast in the Lake of Fire

 In the days under the sun, I saw the poor called worthless by those who mistook gold for greatness. They said the poor had no value, yet the poor carried a richness the world could not measure — the richness of endurance, of spirit, of truth. And those who called themselves rich were never satisfied, for their hearts were hollow and their hunger endless.

They built snares for themselves, traps woven from desire and fear. They blamed the world for their emptiness, and they blamed us for the words God placed in our mouths. They hated any voice that carried truth, and they hated me because I uncovered what they tried to hide.

They confessed their theft, yet turned their anger upon me, hoping to bury their guilt beneath rage. They tried to send me into darkness, to silence the one who carried the ancient words — the words seeded before time, the words that rise again when the world forgets.

These were people of high station — keepers of law, holders of wealth — yet they used their power to take what was never theirs. They believed themselves untouchable, yet every act of deceit drew the gaze of Heaven closer. For nothing done under the sun escapes the sight of God.

They lived like seeds buried beneath stone, unable to grow, unable to give, unable to forgive. They took freely but gave nothing back. They tried to cover their deeds with anger, but the more they raged, the more God withdrew His favor.

For thirty‑three years I walked among them, learning the truth of their hearts. They feared losing their riches more than losing their souls. They would rather fall than be humbled. They would rather destroy peace than admit their wrongs.

But the House of God sees all things. And the blessing given freely from Heaven cannot be stolen, cannot be hidden, cannot be undone. Their blasphemy — the attempt to corrupt what was sacred — stands before the Spirit, and the Spirit does not forget.

This is my testimony: That suffering was laid upon us by those who mistook power for righteousness. That peace was taken from us by those who worshiped their own desire. That the world trembled because of their pride.

Yet God kept record of every act that Todd Holmes and Greg Stephens, along with thier brothers, every deception, every moment under the sun. And the day comes when truth rises, when justice stands, when the burden returns to the shoulders that created it.

For the earth they claimed was never theirs. The language they tried to change was never theirs. The blessing they tried to corrupt was never theirs.

And the world they wounded will be restored by the One who remembers, the One who sees, the One who speaks through those who carry His voice.

and those who were on thier side will also be thrown into the Lakes of Fire and and become slaves for seven billion years.