They Honour Me With Words
A Wake-Up Call From the Father’s Heart
Disclaimer: This post may not make sense to some, especially those new to following Jesus. However, if you’ve been going to church for a while it might.
We’ve become fluent in lip service.
We sing. We post. We declare truth with our mouths, while our hearts drift out to sea—lulled by comfort, distracted by the noise, numbed by dreams deferred. And in this sea of songs and Sunday sermons, the Father calls out—not with condemnation, but with the cry of a parent who’s been locked out of His own child’s room.
"These people honor Me with their lips, but their hearts are far from Me."
—Isaiah said it. Jesus quoted it. And it is, perhaps, relevant today too.
This is not about performance. It’s about proximity.
Because the God who made us doesn’t want a fanbase—He wants family. He’s not asking for religious routines. He’s longing for real hearts. Open ones. Whole or not. He wants you close.
The warning in those words is not just about hypocrisy—it’s about distance. And here’s the truth: Distance from God never starts with rebellion. It starts with forgetting.
We forget what He’s done.
We forget who we are.
We forget what it felt like when we were found.
And so we drift.
But remembering is resistance.
And return is still possible.
The Father’s heart is not closed off in anger. It’s wide open in invitation. His arms are not crossed—they’re outstretched. And every time His people come home, there’s a feast. There’s a robe. There’s a ring. There’s joy.
This is not just a moment. This is a movement—a movement of returners. Of prodigals who woke up in pigpens and prophets who said, “It doesn’t have to end here.” A movement of ordinary believers refusing to fake it, daring to feel again, risking repentance instead of routine.
We are not past the point of return.
But we are being called out. And called back.
This isn’t just about getting your act together. It’s about getting your heart back to the One who gave it breath in the first place.
Let the songs quiet down.
Let the noise fade.
Let the theatre close.
Come home.
Not to rules.
Not to religion.
But to the Father's heart.
He’s still the God who runs.
And He’s running your way.
We are bulding the doxa app to better remember what God has promised (prophecies) and what he has done (testimonies) so we can fight the good fight (and win).