” Always my delight to read your scripts! Your teachings are Bible based, and soul searching, unlike the watered down human philosophies going on in so many so-called place of worship these last days. May you keeps writing as we keeps reading to the glory of God, and blessing of humanity…” Olusegun J. from Isanlu,Yagba East
This heartfelt text message resonances like a trumpet from the hills of Zion—sincere, searching, and saturated with hunger for the pure Holy Word of God. It stands as both a compliment and a cry: a longing for real Gospel affected by the Holy Spirit, not the imitation recipe served hot and sweet in many sanctuaries today. Truth must prevail.
A lot of people are going back into the world, not because they hated God, but because they were fed with a Gospel of end times full of history, forgery, lies, and deceit—decorated teachings built on shaky sands just to gain fame, women, and tithe. Many entered the Church seeking Jesus but found performances instead of presence, psychology instead of prophecy, and marketing instead of miracles.
As one Christian elder once told me in Igala, “ The dog cannot bark when the compound elder is crying for countless prayer warriors.” In other words, when elders in the faith begin to weep over the shallow depth of today’s church altars, even heaven sighs.
Yet, the Holy Bible says,
“There is joy in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner that repenteth” (Luke 15:10).
This is the heartbeat of Heaven. Not how beautifully you dress on Sunday. Not how loud the speaker sounds. Not how many followers your pastor has on social media. One soul repenting carries more weight in heaven than a million clapping hands lost in ignorance.
We must come back to the truth. We must return to the Holy Bible.
This Holy Scripture is not a museum book. It is a living, breathing sword. It corrects, instructs, rebukes, and transforms. But we have pastors who now preach like diplomats, avoiding offense even if it costs a soul. We now celebrate ministers who handle the Word like it’s a comedy script—not a covenant.
”When truth is buried,” said Apostle Ayo Babalola, “the devil builds his throne on the altar.”
The altars are leaking because truth has been hidden. We now entertain more than we evangelize. We pamper sin in the name of grace. Some shepherds have become sellers, feeding their bellies instead of the sheep. And the sheep are starving quietly.
Brother Adaji, once said, “ Don’t preach to be liked—preach to be right. If you make them comfortable in their sin, you’ve become their oppressor in disguise.”
We need pulpits where the fire burns again—not just with sweat, but with the Spirit. We need Christians who study the Bible with holiness not as an obligation but as oxygen. The same Holy Bible that sustained Apostle Paul in prison, that gave strength to Stephen as stones flew, that lifted Mary Magdalene from shame to sainthood, and converted millions under the teachings of Prophet T.B. Joshua and Bishop David Oyedepo—must become our guide once again.
“ The Word is the ladder,” said Bishop Abioye. “The more you climb it, the more heaven becomes visible.”
We’re reminded that the freedom to grow in Christ, to learn, and to connect is one of the most precious gifts we share, no matter where we are in the world. That freedom doesn’t come from motivational clichés, but from the piercing power of God’s truth.
A wise Igbo elder once said, “Nke dị mma adịghị egbu egbu”—What is good does not kill.* But sadly, we’ve turned the good Gospel into a poisonous drink by adding additives of deceit, selfish ambition, and manipulated grace.
Beloved, let us return to the Holy Bible. Let the Word cut, so it can heal. Let it humble us, so it can lift us. Let it convict us, so it can convert us.
For every Christian writer, teacher, preacher still holding the ancient truth—keep going. As the quoted message above declared: Keep writing, and we will keep reading—to the glory of God and the blessing of humanity.
And to every soul tired of noise and hungry for truth—open the Bible again. Tear off the veil. Christ is waiting, and heaven is watching.
Let truth prevail.
– Inah Boniface Ocholi writes from Ayah – Igalamela/Odolu LGA, Kogi state.
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