Straight Holy Fire 🔥

If You Can’t Handle the Fire, Don’t Read What’s Below

Well now, let me say something plain tonight because apparently common sense has gotten mighty scarce.

Folks keep hollering, “Where’s the proof?” while staring at redacted pages, sealed records, and the same names circling the same mess year after year. And somehow people still act like they’re baffled. I might be a preacher, but I wasn’t born yesterday.

It doesn’t take a man years sitting at a table to figure out what kind of company he’s keeping. A man with honor recognizes evil pretty quickly. And when he does, he doesn’t just quietly scoot his chair back and pretend he didn’t see it. No sir. A man with integrity gets up from that table and he exposes it.

But when somebody keeps sitting at that same table year after year, smiling for pictures and shaking hands like nothing’s wrong, don’t act shocked when people start noticing the pattern. Because character shows up in the company you keep.

And the reason so many people keep covering up darkness and making excuses for it is simple. They’ve lost the fear of God. They don’t believe there’s any real consequence waiting on the other side of this life. They talk about morality while protecting evil, and they think nobody sees it.

But there is a judgment coming whether people believe it or not.

And if some of them truly understood the place they’re walking toward, they might think twice before defending wickedness. Matter of fact, they ought to go read The Furnace of the Fallen over at salvationrevolution.com. Honey, I’ll tell you the truth, scribing that book, the one the Lord had me write, The Furnace of the Fallen, even put the fear of God in me.

People can keep pretending all they want. They can keep asking for one more piece of evidence, one more investigation, one more excuse. But anyone with a lick of discernment can see a pattern when the same crowd keeps circling the same darkness.

And truth has a way of coming out eventually whether people like it or not.

You can hide, you can run, you can create distractions because the fire in the kitchen is getting a little too hot. But honey, you cannot hide from God. This is the season of exposure. What was done in darkness will be brought into the light, and no amount of money, power, or influence will stop the truth when the Lord decides it is time for it to be revealed.

But hear me clearly. It is not too late to repent. Those of you who know this message is aimed straight at your conscience, it is not too late to fall to your knees and turn from what you have done. The mercy of God is still extended to those who truly repent.

Because hell is real, and hell is hot. It is not a metaphor and it is not a joke. It is an eternal fire that does not go out. And once a soul crosses that line into eternity, there is no undoing the choices that brought them there.

So you can keep pretending if you want to. Or you can repent while there is still breath in your lungs.

Because the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, and judgment belongs to Him alone.

And let me say one more thing before I’m done. Until the day that I die, I will always protect children. I will always stand up for women as a former victim of domestic violence, because when I needed someone to stand up for me, nobody did. So you can bet your bottom dollar I will raise my voice every single time.

And everyone who says they believe in God, everyone who wears a cross around their neck and sits in a church pew on Sunday, ought to raise their voice too and quit being a pantywaist, as my granny used to say. Some of you are so caught up in the comforts of this world that you can’t even speak the truth because you’re afraid you might lose a friend.

Well let me tell you something. I would rather have no friends at all than sit in silence beside people who are too cowardly to stand for what is right. Some people can raise their hands in church and shout hallelujah, but they won’t even stand up for what the heart of the Father loves the most.

And that is the children.

And He is a fierce defender of women.

And when I say I’m a survivor of domestic violence, I’m not speaking from something I read in a book. I’m speaking from what I lived through. Police report after police report. Sometimes when I needed medical help, I had to go to the hospital. I saw it firsthand how broken the system can be. Offenders walking away without being arrested. Protective orders violated while you’re standing there with a black eye and still nothing happens.

And let’s be honest about something else. A lot of people don’t follow the law unless it suits them. And when someone has money, or knows the right people, somehow they end up with nothing more than a slap on the wrist. The system bends for them while others are left to suffer the consequences.

And when you see documents where names are redacted to protect the powerful while victims are left without justice and left exposed, that should tell you everything you need to know. That alone is proof enough that something is deeply wrong. And the truth is, they weren’t even that good at hiding it. Anyone who actually knows their way around a computer can sometimes see exactly what names are sitting underneath those black bars.

This life is not fair, no. But this life should be just.

So I’ll ask the question plainly. What kind of world do we live in when people can get away with that kind of evil? What kind of world do we live in when the innocent are left to fend for themselves while the guilty walk free?

That is exactly why I will never be silent. Not now. Not tomorrow. Not until the day the Lord calls me home.

And when I talk about being a survivor of domestic violence, understand something else. That season of my life crushed me in ways most people will never understand. After I got out of that situation, my health was so broken I could barely function. Around that same time I got COVID, and my body was in such bad shape that I couldn’t even walk to the mailbox without struggling. I was on twenty seven different medications and doctors had diagnosed me with heart failure.

But the Lord healed me.

And I share that testimony again and again because there are people out there right now who feel just as broken as I once did. There are people suffering in silence, people who think the crushing they’re walking through will destroy them.

But sometimes God allows the crushing for a reason.

Because crushing produces oil. And oil feeds the fire.

That fire in my soul didn’t come from comfort. It came from surviving things that should have destroyed me. I have always stood up for right and wrong. I have always stood up when I saw someone being mistreated. I have always known the difference between right and wrong.

And I am a fierce defender of the innocent because I know exactly what it feels like to be innocent, to be a victim, and to watch the system do nothing.

And it wasn’t just me who suffered. My children saw things no child should ever have to see. My children lived through that season with me.

So when I see victims standing in front of cameras telling their stories and nothing is done, when I see evil exposed and yet no one held accountable, something in my soul burns for them. Because I was that person once.

I know what it feels like to cry out for justice and hear nothing but silence.

And you know what else that crushing taught me?

It taught me how to pray for my enemies.

Every person who looked the other way. Every time someone ignored the law that was supposed to protect me. Every time the system failed to do what it was created to do.

I learned to pray for them.

Because I feel sorry for them.

One day every single one of us will stand before the throne of God and give an account for the choices we made in this life.

And when that day comes, nobody will be able to hide behind money, power, titles, or connections.

And I can guarantee you my name will come up.

And when the day of judgment comes and Yeshua splits the sky, which is coming sooner than most people think, nobody is going to be waving their church membership card. The only thing that will matter is whether your life actually belonged to Him.

Just because you stood up in a church one day and said you asked the Lord into your heart does not mean your life belongs to Him. If you are still producing wicked fruit, if you stay silent when truth needs a voice, and if you care more about the money sitting in your bank account than the condition of your eternal soul, then you might want to take a long, hard look at where you really stand.

And I’ll tell you something else that should make every single person reading this stop and think.

When I died back in 2022 and had that heart attack, and Yeshua came to me and told me what my assignment would be when He sent me back to the earth, there was something He said that has stayed with me ever since. He said that one of the greatest ways people are judged is by the way they made other people feel.

Think about that for a moment.

Every time you gossiped about someone. Every time you spoke on something you didn’t even know the truth about. Every time you spread lies about another person and damaged their name.

All of it matters.

Because one day you are going to stand before the throne of God, and nothing will be hidden anymore. Every word spoken, every action taken, every moment where you chose cruelty instead of compassion will be brought into the light.

And the truly sobering part is this.

You won’t just see it.

You’ll feel it.

You will feel what your words felt like to the person you wounded. You will see the impact of every lie, every whisper, every careless thing that rolled off your tongue.

And that is a terrifying thought for a lot of people.

And let me leave you with this. If you cannot handle the fire in this message, then you probably shouldn’t have read this far. Because I will never be silent. I love the throne of God, and the things that hurt His heart hurt mine. And that is exactly how every single one of you should feel if you claim to belong to Him. Because if you cannot stand up and put on your big boy or big girl britches and speak the truth when it matters, then you are not truly surrendered. And you should not deceive yourself about where you stand when the King returns.

General Coco

Minister of Fire 🔥

Salvation Revolution Ministries