As My voice sounds out, as My eyes shoot forth fire, I am scrutinizing the whole earth, I am observing the entire universe. All humanity is praying to Me, looking to Me, beseeching Me to cease My anger, and swearing to rebel against Me no more. But this is no longer the past; it is now. Who can turn back My resolve? Surely not the supplications within people’s hearts, nor the words in their mouths? Who has been able to survive until the present, if not because of Me? Who survives except by the words in My mouth? Who is not scrutinized by My eye? I carry out My new work on the whole earth, and who has ever been able to escape from it? Can the mountains evade it by dint of their height? Can the waters, by their multitudinous vastness, fend it off? In My plan, I have never lightly let any thing go, and so there has never been any person, nor any thing, that has eluded the orchestration by My hand. Today, My holy name is extolled throughout humanity, and again, words of protest rise up against Me throughout humanity, and legends about My being on earth are rife throughout humanity. I do not tolerate people’s judging Me, nor do I tolerate their dividing up My body, and still less do I tolerate their vituperations against Me. Because he has never truly known Me, man has always opposed and deceived Me, failing to cherish My Spirit or treasure My words. For his every deed and action, and for the attitude he bears toward Me, I give man the “reward” that is his due. And so, all people act with an eye to their reward, and not a single one has ever done any work involving self-sacrifice. Human beings are unwilling to render selfless dedication, but instead delight in rewards that can be got for nothing. Though Peter dedicated himself before Me, it was not for the sake of tomorrow’s reward, but for the sake of the knowledge of today. Humanity has never genuinely communed with Me, but time and time again has dealt with Me in a perfunctory manner, thinking thereby to win My praise effortlessly. I have scrutinized the depths of the heart of man, so I have unearthed in its innermost recesses “a mine of many riches,” something of which even man himself is not yet aware, yet I have made a new discovery. And so, only when they have seen “material evidence” do human beings cease their affected humility and, with palms outstretched, admit to their own uncleanness. Among people, there is much more that is new waiting for Me to “extract” it for the full enjoyment of all humanity. Far from stopping My work on account of man becoming overwhelmed, I prune him in accordance with My original plan. Man is like a fruit tree: Without pruning, the tree will fail to bear fruit and, in the end, all one sees are withered branches and fallen leaves, with no fruit dropping to the ground.

I decorate the “inner chamber” of My kingdom day by day, and no one has ever suddenly burst into My “workroom” to disrupt My work. All people are doing their utmost to cooperate with Me, deeply afraid of “being dismissed” and “losing their position” and thus reaching a dead end in their lives, where they may even fall into the “desert” that Satan has occupied. Because of man’s fears, I comfort him every day, inspire him to love every day, and furthermore give him instruction amid his daily life. It is as if human beings are all babies who have just been born; unless supplied with milk, they will soon depart this earth, to be seen no more. As humanity calls out to Me, I come into the world of man and, straight away, humanity lives in a world of light, no longer shutting themselves away inside a “room” from which they pray to heaven. As soon as they see Me, people give Me no chance to speak before pouring out the “grievances” stored in their hearts, opening their mouths before Me to beg that food be dropped into them. But afterward, they become composed and fearless, and they no longer ask anything of Me, but fall soundly asleep, or else, denying My existence, they go off to mind their own affairs. In mankind’s “forsaking,” it is clearly evident how human beings are devoid of “feeling” and carry out their “impartial justice” toward Me. Therefore, seeing man in his inelegant state, I depart silently and will not come down readily again at his earnest calls. Unbeknownst to him, man’s troubles grow day by day, and so, in the midst of his toil and moil, when he suddenly discovers My existence, he gives Me no chance to speak before grabbing hold of My lapels and ushering Me into his house as a guest. But, though he may set forth a sumptuous meal for My enjoyment, he has never once considered Me to be one of his own, instead treating Me as a guest in order to obtain a modicum of help from Me. And so, at this time, man unceremoniously presents his sorry condition before Me, hoping to get My “signature,” and, like one in need of a loan for his business, he “tackles” Me with all his might. In his every gesture and motion, I saw a glimpse of man’s intent: It is as though, in his view, I do not know how to read a person’s words and expressions, or how to observe a person’s innermost heart. And so man confides in Me every experience in every encounter he has ever had, without any omission, and afterward sets out his demands before Me. I hate man’s every deed and action. Among humanity, there has never been a single one who has done work that I love, as if humanity is intentionally antagonizing Me, and purposefully attracting My anger: They all parade back and forth in front of Me, following their own will before My eyes. There is not a single one among humanity who lives for My sake, and in consequence, the existence of the entire human race has neither value nor meaning, causing humanity to live in an empty void. Even so, humanity still refuses to awaken, but continues to rebel against Me, persisting in its vanity.

In all the trials they have passed through, human beings have never once been in accordance with My intentions. Because of their heartlessness and unrighteousness, people do not aim to bear witness to My name; rather, they “run the other way” while relying on Me for sustenance. Man’s heart does not wholly turn to Me, and so Satan lays waste to him until he is a mass of wounds, his body covered in filth. But man still does not realize how repulsive is its countenance: All along he has kept venerating Satan behind My back. For this reason, with anger I cast man down into the bottomless pit, making it so that he will never be able to free himself. Even so, in the midst of his piteous wailing, man still refuses to reform his mind, stubbornly steeling himself to resist Me, and hoping thereby willfully to stir up My anger. On account of what he has done, I treat him as the sinner he is and deny him the warmth of My embrace. From the first, the angels have served Me and submitted to Me without change or surcease, but man has always done the exact opposite, as if he came not from Me, but originated from Satan. The angels in their respective places all give Me their devotion; they are unswayed by Satan’s forces, and only perform their duty. Watered and nourished by the angels, all of My sons and My people grow strong and healthy, not one among them weak or feeble. This is My doing, My marvel. As salvo after salvo of cannon fire inaugurates the founding of My kingdom, the angels, walking to the rhythmic accompaniment, come before My rostrum to submit to My inspection, because their hearts are free of impurity and idols, and they do not shy away from My inspection.

At the howling of the gale, the heavens come pressing down in an instant, suffocating all mankind so that they are no longer able to call upon Me as they wish. Without knowing it, all humanity has collapsed. The trees sway back and forth in the wind, from time to time branches are heard to snap, and all the withered leaves are blown away. The earth feels bleak and desolate all of a sudden, and people hug themselves tight, braced for the disaster that follows upon the autumn to strike them at any moment. The birds on the hills fly hither and thither, as if crying out their sorrow to someone; in mountain caves, lions roar, making people’s hair stand on end out of fear, and it is as if there is an ominous feeling, a presage of the outcome of mankind. Unwilling to let Me dispose of them as I will, all people pray silently to “the Sovereign” in heaven. But how can a gale be blocked by the noise of water flowing in a little brook? How can it suddenly be stopped by the sound of people’s supplications? How can thunder restrain the anger in its heart on account of man’s timidity? Man sways back and forth in the wind; he runs hither and thither to hide himself from the rain; and amid My anger, human beings quake and tremble, deeply afraid that I will place My hand on their bodies, as if I am the muzzle of a gun pointed at all times at man’s breast, and again, as if he is My enemy, and yet he is My friend. Man has never discovered My true intentions for him, has never understood My true aims, and so, unawares, he commits an offense against Me; unawares, he opposes Me; and yet, without meaning to, he has also seen My love. It is difficult for man to see My face in the midst of My anger. I am hidden in the black clouds of My anger, and I stand, amid thunderclaps, above the entire universe, sending My mercy down to man. Because man does not know Me, I do not chastise him for failing to understand My intent. In the eyes of human beings, I vent My anger from time to time, I show My smile from time to time, but even when he sees Me, man has never truly seen the whole of My disposition and is still unable to hear the mellifluous noise of the clarion, for he has grown too numb. It is as if My image exists in man’s memories, and My form in his thoughts. However, through humanity’s progress unto the present day, there has never been a single person who has truly seen Me, because man’s brain is too impoverished. For all that man has “dissected” Me, because his science is so inadequately developed, his scientific research has yielded no results as yet. And so, the subject of “My image” has always been a complete blank, with no one to fill it in, no one to break a world record, for even mankind’s maintenance of his foothold in the present is already an inestimable consolation in the midst of great misfortune.

March 23, 1992