Stop Pretending—God Already Spoke. FIVE Times.
Let’s cut the noise and get straight to the truth: on the fifth time, the Father made it loud and clear—this man did NOT come from God. Some of y’all are out here treating Trump like he’s the second coming, when in reality, the only thing coming is more chaos and delusion. This isn’t hate. This is spiritual common sense. It’s called discernment, and many folks clearly misplaced theirs.
Let me say it louder for the ones in the back (and the ones who still think red hats are a personality trait): Trump is not the chosen one. God isn’t hiding it. God isn’t whispering it. God has shown it to you FIVE different ways, FIVE different times. If you keep ignoring the signs, that’s no longer ignorance—that’s willful blindness.
And then, to really top it off, this man decides to use Easter—a sacred day meant to celebrate love, sacrifice, and resurrection—to spit insults at people he considers “enemies.” Let that sink in. He had a whole holy day to offer words of peace, forgiveness, healing, hope. Instead, he chose bitterness, division, and ego.
Who does that?
Certainly not a man of God. A real servant of God doesn’t weaponize holy days to puff up his chest and tear others down. A real man of God uses days like Easter to bless others, speak life, comfort the hurting, and stand in humility—not to broadcast petty grievances and flex online like a spiritual toddler.
Here’s the truth:
You don’t need a seminary degree to see through the act. All you need is a working brain, a functioning soul, and a memory longer than a goldfish. The fruits of a person tell you all you need to know. And Trump? He’s been bearing rotten fruit since day one.
But some of y’all are still out here saying “He’s God’s chosen!” as if God just randomly selects folks based on TV ratings and Twitter followers. News flash: God doesn’t choose chaos to lead peace. He doesn’t choose pride to represent humility. He doesn’t pick a mocker to shepherd nations.
So to all the die-hard Trump worshippers out there:
Yes, again, we saw it. On Easter.
The fifth time.
Another clear moment proving he is not a man of God.
But go ahead, twist it. Spin it. Say it was “sarcasm,” or “he didn’t mean it,” or “he’s just being Trump.” Y’all got more excuses than a kid who didn’t do their homework. But guess what? We’re done listening. God’s done warning. The rest is on you.
I said what I said. No coming back to debate.
Argue with your keyboard. I’ll be over here watching the signs unfold, sipping truth with a side of common sense.
To his supporters:
Bless your heart, y’all really treat this man like he walks on water—when he can’t even walk through a sentence without tripping over his ego. Keep worshipping him like a golden calf and see how that works out. But don’t worry, we’ll be here when y’all finally realize he ain’t Moses—he’s just the dude making the desert hotter.
Let’s talk about it. Easter—a day meant for peace, reflection, resurrection, unity, and love. A day billions around the world celebrate as the triumph of life over death. A day people spend with family, in prayer, or simply trying to be a little better than the day before.
But not Donald Trump. Nope. The man saw Easter Sunday and said, “Perfect day to unleash a bitter rant and call people names.”
I mean, seriously? A 184-word rage-fueled meltdown on the day Christians hold dearest?
What kind of man does that?
I'll tell you who—a man so deep in his ego, so out of touch with spiritual decency, that not even Easter could slow his keyboard down.
In a holiday that should’ve been filled with grace, this guy decided to take aim at his usual list of “enemies.” Judges, political opponents, prosecutors—you name it. It wasn’t a message of hope, peace, or unity. It was a laundry list of petty vendettas wrapped in delusion and dipped in bitterness. Let’s just call it what it is: a public temper tantrum dressed up in capital letters.
And yes, I read the whole message. Every last angry, self-pitying, hypocritical, performative word of it. It wasn’t about God. It wasn’t about faith. It wasn’t even about America. It was all about him. As always.
The worst part? Some of y’all STILL looked at that message and said, “Yup, that’s our guy. God’s chosen.”
Let me ask this slowly so it sinks in:
What kind of “chosen one” uses Easter to insult, divide, and rage-tweet his enemies like a high school drama queen with Wi-Fi?
You think God sent us a leader who spends Easter screaming about lawsuits and revenge? You think the Son of God rose from the grave just for Donald J. Trump to hijack the moment for a pity party? Come on now. Even the angels are rolling their eyes.
Trump’s Easter Message Wasn’t Holy—It Was Hollow.
It had no peace, no grace, no redemption, no faith. It had Trump. And that’s always the problem.
Every time there’s a moment to heal, he chooses to wound.
Every time there’s a reason to unite, he doubles down on division.
Every time there’s a sacred day, he makes it about his mess.
Look, if after all these years, all these signs, all these outbursts, you’re still convinced that this man was sent from Heaven to lead the people—you’re not just lost, you’re loyal to lunacy.
But hey, keep worshipping your golden calf with a spray tan and a social media addiction. Just don’t drag the rest of us into your delusion.
I said what I said. No coming back to debate.
And if you’re foaming at the mouth to comment—relax, go touch some grass. Jesus didn’t die for your comment section warfare.
To His Supporters:
If this was your Easter sermon, y’all might need to switch churches. Or at least log off the cult page. Your guy treats every holy day like it’s open mic night at the bitterness bar. Hope you tithed in ego.
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