You do not honor your friends, but betray them. You pride yourself in your technology, but I will make you a barren wilderness, that even the sea birds will not tarry in or find anything pleasing to them.
Your technology will not save you from what is coming. What beautiful churches and edifices and museums and art galleries and mosques you have to enjoy and show visitors how advanced you have become! Your "high" culture will be thrown out in the gutters of the streets like garbage—you cannot eat your fine, beautiful things, and you will starve in your palaces and fine museums and fine shops and fine avenues.
I will take your ill-gained wealth, which is used to dishonor me, and give it to My People and to My Church. They will use it for righteousness-sake. It no longer is yours, it is Mine to give to them. This will come upon you soon, unless you turn back to the God of your Fathers.
You can find Me, I have never moved. You have moved. Your name is correct—-you are NETHER from Me—distant, self-removed, even indifferent and cold as polar ice in your hearts.
But if you will now confess and give me your hearts and lives, I will relent, but I will still punish the great evils in your midst. It shall not remain--not one spot of it. You must be completely cleansed, people and nation, of your filthiness. You will be made to stop killing the old people and the unborn and the rejected young children. Unless that is done, nothing will be left of you and your nation though you have rested secure in on your sands and rivers for hundreds of years. For I will not suffer the foul stench of you and your ways any longer. Return to your God--my Love awaits you! I am Jesus, Savior and Lord of all! Why choose death, destruction, and everlasting disgrace? I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. No one comes to the Father but by Me. Call on My Name, and I will answer you and save you. Remember the Prodigal Son? It is My story. I will run like the Father I am to greet you with open arms if you will take one step to return. Do you not see My tears? I water the ground at My feet with My tears, waiting for you. Do not keep me waiting longer. I have waited a long, long time for you, My sons and daughters! I am waiting still, out on the road in all weathers.