Matrix has not denied God.
It has chained Him to the image of a harmless idol.
A God relegated to the books of the past, but banished from living history.
A Father imprisoned in rituals, yet silenced in the public squares.
An Omnipotence reduced to a sterile symbol.
But prophecy is not a mystical whisper.
It is fire that bursts into the flesh of history.
It is lightning that tears through the darkness.
It is a hammer that smashes corrupt thrones.
It is wind that lifts up the oppressed.
The voice of the Father is not a distant echo.
It is thunder that shakes consciences.
It is a river that sweeps away lies.
It is light that exposes oppression in its nakedness.
The Almighty will not remain at the window.
He will descend into the heart of the battle.
He will break chains forged through centuries.
He will bring down injustices that seemed eternal.
He will open paths no one dared to imagine.
The time is fulfilled.
God will not be tamed.
He will not be neutralized.
He will not be confined to books or liturgies.
His voice already shakes the earth.
His hand is already shaping the new world.
And when He rises in all His glory…
pride will fall like dust.
lies will vanish like smoke.
and humankind, set free, will behold the Father in His power.
Here. Now. Forever. World without end. Amen.