I

Your mouths are filled with words that deceive Me, words of filth, of betrayal of Me, and words of arrogance. Never have you spoken words of sincerity to Me, no holy words, no words of experiencing My word and submitting to Me. What, in the end, is your faith like? There is nothing but desire and money in your hearts, and nothing but material things in your minds. Every day, you calculate how to get something from Me, and count how much wealth and how many material things you've gained from Me. Every day, you await ever more blessings to come down upon you so you can enjoy more, higher things that can be enjoyed.

II

It's not Me who is in your thoughts at each and every moment, nor the truth that comes from Me, but rather your husband or wife, your sons, daughters, and the things you eat and wear. You think of how you can gain ever better, ever higher enjoyment. But even when you've filled your stomach to bursting, are you still not a corpse? Even when, outwardly, you adorn yourselves in such beautiful apparel, are you not still a walking corpse devoid of life? You toil for the sake of your stomach, till your hair is streaked with gray, yet none of you sacrifice a single hair for My work. You are constantly on the go, taxing your body and racking your brain, for the sake of your own flesh, and for your sons and daughters—yet not one of you shows any worry or concern for My intentions. What is it that you still hope to gain from Me?

from The Word, Vol. 1. The Appearance and Work of God. Many Are Called, but Few Are Chosen