The NARROW Gate Is NARROWER Than You Think: Most Churchgoers WILL NOT Inherit the KINGDOM

Look around your church this Sunday.
Look at the worship team, the elders, the smiling faces in the seats, the people posting Scripture memes and “Jesus is King” captions.

Now hear the words of the King Himself:

“Enter by the narrow gate. For the gate is wide and the way is easy that leads to destruction, and those who enter by it are many. For the gate is narrow and the way is hard that leads to life, and those who find it are few.” (Matthew 7:13–14)

Jesus did not say “some.” He did not say “a troubling minority.”
He said most.

And He was talking about the very people who thought they were on their way to heaven.

It’s evident that many who profess to know God in Christ do not even in the remotest way resemble the Spirit of Christ. They lack the divine imprint. They possess a different spirit and a different wisdom — earthly, sensual, devilish — and from within them flows muddy water and bitter fruit (James 3:15–17). They sing about the blood of Jesus while stabbing brothers in the back. They preach grace while living in greed, lust, and pride. They are tares dressed up as wheat, goats wearing sheep’s clothing.

And one day Jesus will look them in the eye and say, “I never knew you; depart from Me, you workers of lawlessness” (Matthew 7:23).

“And Such Were Some of You”… Or Were You?

Paul wrote to a church full of people who thought they were safe:

“Do you not know that the unrighteous will not inherit the kingdom of God? Do not be deceived: neither the sexually immoral, nor idolaters, nor adulterers, nor men who practice homosexuality, nor thieves, nor the greedy, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor swindlers will inherit the kingdom of God.

And such were some of you.
But you were washed, you were sanctified, you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God.” (1 Corinthians 6:9–11)

Notice the past tense: were.
True conversion is not a prayer you prayed once. It is a radical, irreversible transformation. You do not just get a new label — you get a new heart, a new spirit, a new Master. The old man dies. The new man lives.

Yet look again at the average church.

Where is the evidence of this washing? Where is the sanctification?          Where is the fear of God?

  • People shack up and call it “love.”
  • Greed is called “blessing.”
  • Gossip and slander are called “prayer requests.”
  • Hatred for a brother is called “discernment ministry.”
  • Pornography is winked at while the preacher yells about politics.

John could not be clearer:

“Whoever says ‘I know Him’ but does not keep His commandments is a liar, and the truth is not in him”    (1 John 2:4).

“Everyone who hates his brother is a murderer, and you know that no murderer has eternal life abiding in him” (1 John 3:15).

If you hate a brother or sister in Christ — if bitterness and unforgiveness live in your heart — John says you do not have eternal life. Period.

The Terrifying Marks of False Profession

False Professor (Never Truly Born Again)

True Child of God (Imperfect but Real)

No real grief over sin — only damage control when caught

Ongoing brokenness and hatred of sin

Fruit is consistently bitter: division, pride, sensuality, greed

Fruit of the Spirit grows: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness…

Loves the praise of men more than the praise of God

Loves God and loves the brethren, even when it costs

Can quote Scripture while living in rebellion

Trembles at God’s word and obeys, even imperfectly

Eventually falls away or hardens under trial

Perseveres through fire because God keeps His own

Paul told Titus:

“They profess to know God, but they deny Him by their works. They are detestable, disobedient, unfit for any good work” (Titus 1:16).

That is not a description of a “carnal Christian.” That is a description of a lost person play-acting faith.

Do Not Be Deceived

The most dangerous lie in the church today is this:
“You can live however you want and still go to heaven because you prayed a prayer in 1997.”

That is a demonic lie straight from the pit.

Grace is not a license to sin. Grace is the power that kills sin.

If your life does not look increasingly like Jesus — if there is no war against the flesh, no growing love for holiness, no supernatural affection for God’s people — then the Bible says you have every reason to fall on your face and cry out for mercy while mercy can still be found.

The Good News for Today

The narrow gate is still open.
The blood of Jesus still cleanses the worst sinner who truly repents.

The same Paul who wrote the terrifying list also wrote:
“And such were some of you. But you were washed…”

Today — right now — if you hear His voice, do not harden your heart.
Run to Christ.

Confess every sin.
Forsake every idol.
Plead for the new birth that only the Spirit can give.

Because one day the door will close.
And most who thought they were inside will find themselves on the outside, forever.

The narrow gate is narrower than you think.
Make sure you have entered it — truly entered it — while there is still time.

“Examine yourselves, to see whether you are in the faith. Test yourselves.” (2 Corinthians 13:5)

The King is coming.
Be ready.
Be real.
Be found in Him.

Maranatha. 🔥

 

TWO Comings, ONE Reckoning: Christ’s Glory IGNITES the Earth FROM Pentecost TO the Bride’s Triumph

What if Christ has already stormed back—not in the flesh we expect, crowned in clouds, but in a blaze so fierce it rewrote the soul of the world? And what if that was just the opening thunder, a tremor before the skies shatter and he returns with his Bride to claim what’s his? I’ve stared into Matthew 16:27-28 until it burned me: Jesus promising glory, angels, rewards, and some standing there not tasting death before the kingdom crashes in. Scholars bicker—Transfiguration, end times—but I see a wilder truth: two comings, one relentless promise. Pentecost, where he descended in fire to possess us. The Second Coming, where he’ll split the heavens with his Bride to judge and reign. This isn’t tame theology—it’s the pulse of God breaking in, then breaking all.

The Riddle That Scorches

Listen to him, voice like a blade:

“For the Son of Man is going to come in his Father’s glory with his angels, and then he will reward each person according to what they have done. Truly I tell you, some who are standing here will not taste death before they see the Son of Man coming in his kingdom.” (Matthew 16:27-28, NIV)

Verse 27 is a war cry—glory blazing, angels thundering, every deed weighed in fire. It’s Revelation 22:12 roaring: “I am coming soon! My reward is with me, to repay all according to their works!” The Second Coming we ache for, when every eye will bleed awe (Revelation 1:7). Then verse 28 strikes like lightning: “Some won’t die before they see it”? The disciples are dust, the sky unbroken. Was he wrong? Or have we been blind—waiting for trumpets while he’s already torn the veil? This isn’t a puzzle to solve—it’s a reckoning to survive.

Pentecost: The Invasion of Glory

Jerusalem, fifty days past the empty tomb. The disciples wait, hearts pounding, clinging to his command (Acts 1:4). Then the heavens rip—wind howls like a lion, fire dances on their heads, tongues of every nation spill from their mouths (Acts 2:2-4). This isn’t a moment; it’s an invasion. Christ returns—not strolling in sandals, but crashing as Spirit, claiming his new temple: us. This is Matthew 16:28 ablaze: “Some who are standing here will not taste death before they see the Son of Man coming in his kingdom.” Peter, John, the trembling faithful—they saw it, the kingdom not whispered but roared into being.

Go back to Haggai 2:9: “The glory of this present house will be greater than the glory of the former.” The first temple choked on God’s cloud, priests staggering (1 Kings 8:10-11). The second stood hollow—no ark, no Shekinah—until Jesus strode in (Luke 2:27). But Pentecost? That’s the glory unleashed—not bound to stone, but poured into flesh. Paul saw it: “You are God’s temple, his Spirit raging in you!” (1 Corinthians 3:16). Greater? It’s untamed—a fire that doesn’t fade, a dwelling that walks.

He came “in clouds” of power—Spirit rushing from the throne, like the pillar that split the Red Sea (Exodus 13:21). The world reeled—Parthians, Medes, Elamites, every tongue under heaven stunned (Acts 2:5-11). Three thousand fell to their knees that day (Acts 2:41), a spark that torched empires. Scripture catches the flare, not the inferno—we’ll never know its full reach. This was Christ’s kingdom seizing earth, and his witnesses lived it. The “reward”? The Spirit himself, a furnace in their bones, forging them for war. Angels? Call them unseen flames—Hebrews 1:14’s “ministering spirits”—or admit we’re grasping at glory too vast to name.

The Second Coming: The Bride’s War Cry

But verse 27 isn’t done—it hungers for more. “The Son of Man is going to come in his Father’s glory with his angels, and then he will reward each person according to what they have done.” This isn’t Spirit’s whisper—it’s flesh and fury. Revelation 19:11-14 rips the curtain: Christ on a white horse, eyes molten, sword dripping justice, the armies of heaven at his heel. Angels? Yes. But the Bride too—the church, blood-washed, linen-clad, roaring back with her King. Revelation 21:2 unveils her: New Jerusalem, radiant, no longer waiting but reigning.

This is the Bema Seat’s hour. Paul trembles: “We must all stand before Christ’s judgment seat, to receive what’s due—good or ash—for what we’ve done in this skin” (2 Corinthians 5:10). Not damnation—salvation’s locked—but reward or ruin, crowns or silence. Matthew 16:27 nails it: every work judged, angels as witnesses, glory as the gavel. He caught us up (1 Thessalonians 4:17); now we ride down. Every eye will see—not a city’s gasp, but a planet’s shudder (Revelation 1:7).

Pentecost ignited the kingdom; this consumes it. The first was a lover’s breath, Spirit kissing dust to life. The second is a warrior’s shout, Bride and Groom trampling death. The Father’s glory isn’t just felt—it blinds.

The Clash of Fire and Throne

This burns with jagged edges. Verse 27’s “angels” and “glory” dwarf Pentecost’s wind—too vast for that day alone. Are they split—27 for the end, 28 for then? Or does 27 bleed into both, a promise half-born in fire, fully forged in flesh? “Reward” twists too—Spirit at Pentecost, crowns at the Bema Seat. The world “seeing”? Acts 2 staggers nations; Revelation blinds all. I say it holds: 28’s timing screams Pentecost—disciples saw it—while 27’s scale demands the end.

Joel 2:28’s Spirit floods the first ( “I’ll pour out my Spirit on all flesh”); Daniel 7:13’s Son of Man rides clouds to the last. It’s not neat—it’s alive. We’ve misread his coming, hoarding hope for a sky-split while he’s been raging in us since that upper room.

Between the Flames

Christ has come—and he will come. Pentecost was no gentle gift; it was God seizing us, fire in our veins, making us his temple when we’re barely clay. The Second Coming isn’t a distant dream; it’s a blade over our necks, the Bride’s return to rule with him, every moment we’ve lived laid bare. We stagger between these flames—carrying glory we can’t fathom, racing toward a throne we can’t escape.

I felt this once, late, alone—the Spirit hit me like a wave: he’s here, in me, frail as I am. Then the weight: he’s coming, and my hands will answer. In a world choking on despair, Pentecost screams he’s not left us. The Second Coming vows he’s not finished us. We’re not bystanders—we’re the heartbeat of his kingdom, ablaze now, bound for glory then. So tell me: if he’s come and will come, what are we doing with the fire in our souls?