Return To Me! excerpt: Churches of men, built up and named among yourselves, by yourselves, to your own glory, you are undone and cast off as an abominable seed, sprouting and growing where I, Myself, have not planted you... growing and spreading, shooting forth all kinds of branches, of which I have not pruned or watered; neither do you grow from the Vine. Even now, you grow, becoming as the vine of the earth, spreading forth even all these abominations throughout the land, making them desolate... putting down roots wheresoever you list, consuming all water and rich soil... degradation. Oh abominable vine, you grow in the sand, the shifting sands of all these doctrines, the doctrines of men. You are left alone, undone and estranged, receiving neither the early or latter rains, living in the midst of a land who has forsaken Me! They have turned their backs and run greedily into destruction. And you, oh churches of men, have failed to blow the trumpet. You are divided, dividing yourselves among yourselves... the upholding of pride, the putting on of all filthy robes of arrogance... darkness of faces. Churches of men, your land and nation stinks... a foul stench has come up before Me. Yet there you sit upon all your thrones, saying, “We, alone, are righteous. We, alone, serve God and shall be sheltered in the Day of the Lord.” Woe to you, oh churches of men... hypocrites! As you have divided yourselves, so shall I, even I, divide you in judgment. As sheep from the goats, you shall be divided. Churches of men, I shall sift you, and you shall be shaken until all walls have crumbled, and all your tall towers have fallen down. No partition shall stand, all this enmity shall be stripped away... I shall, again, make you one, says the Lord. trumpetcallofgodonline.com