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“And because lawlessness will be increased, the love of many will grow cold.” (Matthew 24:12)

“But what comes out of the mouth proceeds from the heart, and this defiles a person.” (Matthew 15:18)


Look around. It feels like a horror movie we cannot turn off. The news reads like satire, yet the satire is reality. The lie of “my truth” has taken root in hearts, and the coldness is shocking. 
Tragedy becomes celebration, sin is worn as pride, and lives without Christ beat empty, hopeless, meaningless.

And it is not only out there. In some churches, cold hearts have crept in. Smiles and polite words hide bitterness, envy, and pride. Words reveal the heart. Fruit reveals the tree. "Either make the tree good and its fruit good, or make the tree bad and its fruit bad, for the tree is known by its fruit" (Matthew 12:33).

The urgency is real. There is no time for lukewarm hearts, complacent speech, or shallow faith. Every word, every action, every fruit matters. We cannot grow numb or excuse coldness in ourselves or others.

Believers, guard your hearts. Keep them soft and tender. Be quick to repent, quick to forgive, quick to love. Let your words bring life. Let your fruit be unmistakable. And be strong. Be brave. Be outspoken. “Be watchful, stand firm in the faith, act like men, be strong” (1 Corinthians 16:13). Speak the truth in love, confronting sin gently but firmly, and encouraging hearts toward repentance and Christlikeness.

Remember Esther. Remember Mordecai: “And who knows whether you have not come to the kingdom for such a time as this” (Esther 4:14). God placed us here now, in these days, for a purpose. The darkness is deep, the cold is real, but the Spirit is stronger. Stand firm, bear fruit, speak life, and let your heart and mouth testify that you belong to Jesus.

Love,
Andrea Anderegg

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