I am moving forward with or without you.  You sit around and you twiddle your thumbs while soul after soul is falling into the abyss.  Church, I can no longer hold your hands while the belly of hell is widening each day to receive the multitude of lost souls that no one will harvest. 

You say, I am going to stick to my guns – well, go ahead and stick to your guns, but you are not in My shooting gallery.  You have placed yourself out there to be picked off at any given second.  I am on the move and I cannot stop.  Once I start a revolution, I must continue until it is finished.  You on the other hand, you start, stop – start, stop, start – stop. Your procession gets you no where fast.  Take up your sword and follow Me or stay in your stupor and win nothing but regret.

1 Kings 12:15
15 and the king hearkened not unto the people, for the revolution was from Jehovah, in order to establish His word that Jehovah spake by the hand of Ahijah the Shilonite unto Jeroboam son of Nebat.

Psalms 19:6
6 From the end of the heavens ‘is’ his going out, And his revolution ‘is’ unto their ends, And nothing is hid from his heat.