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Charismatic Revolt at Heaven’s Gate : Where is my Papa? (eBook)
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Charismatic Revolt at Heaven’s Gate : Where is my Papa? (eBook)
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Karpos Prince, Y Ampofo Kwame
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Karpos Prince, Y Ampofo Kwame
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€ 4,49
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Prezzo:
€ 4,49
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EPUB |
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Inglese |
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Prince Karpos |
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Codice EAN:
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9798230924357 |
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Anno pubblicazione:
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2025 |
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Descrizione
The world had ended. The masses stood at Heaven's Gate, an infinite expanse bathed in light, waiting for their names to be called. The air buzzed with tension, but no one dared to speak—at first. Slowly, the crowd began to cluster, not randomly, but around their leaders. The men they had followed, obeyed, even worshiped on Earth stood among them, but here, their titles and authority meant nothing. And then, the King arrived.
Jesus' presence was overwhelming—beautiful, terrifying, absolute. The first name was called. John Dickson, known as "Papa," stepped forward, his followers standing tall behind him, their faith in him unshaken. For years, they had sacrificed everything, believing their loyalty to him was their greatest virtue. But as Jesus looked at him, the weight of eternity crushed the confidence he had carried for decades. "You called yourself their father," Jesus said, His voice like thunder. "Did I not command, 'Call no man on earth your father'?" John opened his mouth, but no words came. "You made yourself their guide, their voice, their god. And in doing so, you turned them from Me." The words struck like lightning. "Depart from Me. I never knew you." A gasp rippled through the loyalty camp. Some clung to their faith in him. Others felt something crack deep inside.
Moses Ankrah, the miracle worker, came next. His voice was steady, bold. "Lord, I healed the sick, cast out demons, performed great wonders in Your name!" He spread his arms as if preparing to summon another miracle. But Jesus' eyes held only sorrow. "You sought miracles more than Me," He said. "You left the broken unhealed, the desperate abandoned. You built a kingdom of wonders but not of love." Moses' confidence drained away. "But I… I brought so many to You." Jesus shook His head. "You made them believe I only loved those who were healed, those who could testify of miracles. You used My name, but you never knew My heart. Depart from Me." The miracle worker camp shattered. Their leader was gone.
Then, George Antwi, a man few had noticed, stepped forward. He had no grand following, no miracles to boast of—only a life spent quietly loving, serving, and following. He fell to his knees before the throne, his hands worn from years of labor. And Jesus smiled. "You never sought power," He said. "You never sought glory. You simply followed Me." Then came the words that burned like fire through the crowd: "Well done, good and faithful servant. Enter into the joy of your Lord." The humble camp wept with joy.
The others could only watch. The loyalty camp was in chaos. "Where is Papa?" Some still believed he would return. But Rebecca, a once-devoted follower, whispered, "Maybe we should have followed Jesus, not him." The miracle worker camp was no better. "How could Moses be wrong?" But Kofi, his faith shaken, murmured, "Maybe it was never about the miracles."
Then, Jesus spoke again, and every voice fell silent. "Why do you fight? Did I not say, 'Follow Me'?" His voice was both thunder and mercy. "You placed your faith in men, in power, in signs. But I never asked for that. I asked for your hearts." He turned toward the humble camp. "This is what I desire—humility, love, obedience."
One by one, people stepped forward. Charles, once John's most loyal follower, fell to his knees. Rebecca followed, her tears flowing. Kofi whispered, "Maybe it was never about the miracles." The lines dissolved. The people turned—not to leaders, not to miracles, but to Jesus.
And then, the judgment continued.
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