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Jesus Showed Me the Eight Sins God Most Hates

1. Called by the Lord at Sixteen

My name is Lin Ya'en, a pastor, and the daughter who grew up in a Christian family. My parents immigrated from mainland China, bringing with them an unwavering faith in the Lord Jesus. From a young age, I grew up on church benches, listening to hymns, memorizing Bible verses, and attending Sunday school; my childhood was filled with the sounds of prayer and the words of the Bible. At sixteen, I felt God's calling, a profound, inexpressible inner conviction that my life's mission was to spread the gospel. My father is a devout elder, and my mother is gentle and compassionate; their faith was not just a Sunday ritual, but a reality permeating every day of their lives.

From my parents, I learned what it means to fear God, what it means to obey, and what it means to sacrifice. When I told them I wanted to become a pastor, tears welled up in my father's eyes. He held my hand and said, "Daughter, this path will not be easy, but if this is God's calling for you, you must be faithful to the end." My mother held me and prayed for a full hour, asking God to keep my heart pure and to give me wisdom and strength. After years of seminary study and ministry training, I finally became a certified pastor.

2. Pastoral Work Begins in a Small Church

I began my ministry in a small church, a warm and loving community of about eighty members. My sermons often revolved around repentance, holiness, and turning away from sin, telling the congregation that we must examine our hearts daily, acknowledge our weaknesses and transgressions, and seek God's forgiveness and renewal. I quoted scripture, shared testimonies, and encouraged brothers and sisters to grow in their faith. However, despite the passion and truth in my words, a lingering unease remained deep within me.

I saw many people in the church who appeared devout, attending services regularly, raising their hands in worship, and giving generously, but I could sense that something was amiss. Some people smiled broadly in church, speaking spiritual words, but became completely different people the moment they left. Some confessed their sins with tears in their eyes at prayer meetings, but returned to the same sins a few days later. Some people appear very holy, criticizing others' shortcomings while remaining blind to their own inner pride and judgment.

I began to doubt whether we, including myself, truly understood what sin was in God's eyes, or whether we merely followed superficial rules while ignoring our true inner state. I prayed countless times for God to reveal the truth to me, so that I could more effectively shepherd His flock.

3. The Lord Visits Me

I didn't know that God would respond to my prayers in a way I couldn't even imagine. It was an ordinary night, with no warning that it would become one of the most important moments of my life. That day, I completed my church work as usual, visited two sick sisters, led the evening Bible study, and answered some inquiries from the congregation. When I got home, it was already 11 p.m.; I felt tired, but my heart was at peace. I did a simple evening prayer, thanking God for the day's blessings, then lay down in bed and quickly fell asleep.

At first, I slept very soundly, unaware of anything; around 3 a.m., I suddenly sensed something different in the room! Even with my eyes closed, I could feel a light—not blinding, but warm and gentle, yet incredibly intense. That light seemed to penetrate my eyelids, seeping into every cell of my body. My heart began to race, not with fear, but with a sense of awe. Slowly opening my eyes, I was completely stunned. The bedroom was no longer an ordinary bedroom; the walls seemed to have become transparent, or rather, they no longer mattered.

4. I saw Jesus.
I found my body seemingly floating gently, a few centimeters off the bed. I could feel my weight, yet simultaneously felt no gravity. Then, I saw Jesus. In the center of that light, there was a figure I cannot describe in human language, for it transcended the realm of the material world. His face radiated an overwhelming glory, yet was filled with ineffable love. He wore a white robe, whiter than snow, brighter than light, and His eyes seemed to see through everything—through my every thought, every hidden motive, every unacknowledged sin. In those eyes, I saw not condemnation, but profound love and sorrow—a sorrow aching for the fall of humanity. I don't know how I knew, but He was Jesus Christ, my Lord, my Redeemer, the One I have preached throughout my life, and He truly stood before me. My whole body began to tremble, not from the cold, but from the holiness and majesty of His presence.

I heard His voice, echoing directly in the depths of my soul, clearer and more real than any other sound; a voice full of authority, yet infinitely gentle. My daughter, He said, "I have heard your prayer. Tonight, I will reveal myself to you, so that you may be mindful of yourself and of my teachings." Tears began to flow, and I nodded earnestly, indicating my willingness to receive His revelation.

5. He revealed to me the eight sins most abhorrent to God.

He reached out his hand, and space shifted again. I could still feel myself lying in bed, but at the same time, my spirit seemed to be transported to another dimension. A series of images appeared before me, like windows, each window revealing a certain aspect of the human soul. These scenes were so real and vivid that I felt I wasn't just watching, but experiencing.

(1) The First Window Opens
I saw a church, magnificent buildings, exquisite decorations; a man stood on the pulpit, wearing an expensive suit, speaking with a powerful voice, quoting extensively from the Bible. The congregation listened intently, nodding and saying "Amen" repeatedly. As I observed this preacher closely, I saw something unsettling. Deep in his eyes was a self-satisfied pride, a pride in his eloquence and knowledge. He basked in the admiring gazes of the people below, basked in the echoes of his voice in the church.

The scene shifted, and I saw the same man at a church meeting; other pastors raised differing opinions, and he immediately became defensive, dismissing them with disdain. He believed his understanding was correct, that only his method was divine. I saw him go home, admiring himself in the mirror, silently contemplating the congregation's praise.

The voice of Jesus rang out again, filled with deep sorrow—pride, pride cloaked in spiritual attire. He proclaims my words, yet exalts himself, believing he is serving my kingdom when in fact he is building his own. Pride places him in my position, blinding him to his own insignificance and needs. This sin is particularly dangerous because it often masquerades as spiritual zeal, but its root is ego, not my glory.

My heart was deeply pierced, recalling how many times I had become complacent after preaching because of the congregation's praise, looking down on untrained brothers and sisters because of my theological knowledge. I realized that this first sin was not unfamiliar to me.

(2) The Second Window Opens

This time, I saw a prayer meeting, a dozen or so people gathered in a circle praying. One woman prayed particularly loudly and spiritually; she praised God with ornate words, proclaimed His promises at length, her voice full of passion. The others listened, thinking she was a very spiritual person.

The scene deepened further, and I saw the woman's inner thoughts: how others would judge her prayer. She carefully chose her words to make herself seem profound; she raised her voice to ensure everyone's attention. Her prayers weren't communion with God, but a performance for others. After the prayer meeting, she returned home and, facing God, couldn't say a word. She felt empty inside, distant from God, yet never acknowledged it.

The Lord's voice was filled with anguish; this was hypocritical, deceitful prayer and worship. They approached me with their lips, but their hearts were far from me. They appeared very devout before others, but their hearts were never truly open to me. They wanted human praise, not my presence. Such worship displeased me.

I felt ashamed, remembering how many times I had prayed publicly, thinking only of how to make my prayers sound more spiritual, rather than truly communing with God.

(3) The windows continued to open, one after another.

Each scene revealed a sin that pained God; each sin was deeper and more hidden than I had previously understood. I saw those who were full of love in the church, yet indifferent to the suffering of strangers. I saw those who professed to love the Lord, yet despised the poor and humble.

With each vision unfolding, I realized more and more clearly that the sins God abhors are often not the obvious ones, the ones everyone can see; rather, they are those hidden deep within the heart, cloaked in religious garb, even rationalized by oneself.

After all eight visions had been revealed, the light began to slowly fade, and the figure of Jesus grew fainter and fainter. Before He departed, His voice resonated in my heart one last time: "My daughter, what you have seen, you must faithfully proclaim. My church needs to be vigilant. Tell the brothers and sisters that I am not looking at the outward appearance, but at the heart; repentance is not just stopping certain behaviors, but a true transformation of the heart. Be courageous, because many are unwilling to listen to these words; but be faithful, because this is the mission entrusted to you." Then, everything disappeared.

6. I told my mother about the visions I had seen

I found myself falling heavily back onto the bed, panting heavily, my whole body soaked in sweat. My pillow was wet, and I realized I had been crying. The sky was beginning to lighten; dawn was approaching. I lay there, unable to move, my mind replaying everything that had just happened. I knew my life was changed from that moment on. My ministry could no longer be the same; I had to proclaim these truths, no matter the cost.

That morning I didn't go to church. I texted a few colleagues, saying I wasn't feeling well and needed to rest. This wasn't entirely a lie; I genuinely felt weak, as if I'd just gone through a fierce spiritual battle. More importantly, I needed time to process everything that had happened the night before. I sat on the sofa in the living room all morning, Bible in hand, but couldn't read a single word. The eight visions kept replaying in my mind, each scene as vivid as if it had just occurred.

I tried to clear my thoughts. Why did the Lord reveal these things to me? I'm just an ordinary pastor, why me? Around noon, my mother called, her voice filled with worry. "Yan, are you alright? This morning, the Holy Spirit kept telling me to pray for you. What happened?" "Mom," my voice trembled, "Something happened last night. I... I don't know how to say it. Jesus... He came to see me!" There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the line, then she told me, "Child, what happened?"

I recounted the entire experience to her, telling her about the light, the figure, and the eight visions. As I spoke, tears began to flow again. My mother listened quietly, without interrupting. When I finally finished, she was silent for a long time. "Yan," she said, "I believe in you. Your great-grandmother had a similar experience when she was young. That was in mainland China, during a time of persecution for the church. The Lord appeared to her and gave her a message to warn the church leaders. She obeyed, despite the great cost."

My mother continued, "Spiritual visions and revelations are real, but also heavy, because once you accept a commission from God, you must faithfully fulfill it, regardless of whether people accept it or not, regardless of whether you will suffer as a result. Are you ready?" I didn't know if I was ready, but I had no choice but to obey! Then, my mother's voice became firm: "You need to do a few things:

First, write down everything you saw in detail, while your memory is still clear.

Second, fast and pray for it, asking God to give you wisdom and courage."

Third, seek confirmation from spiritual elders; do not act alone.

7. I meticulously recorded the visions I witnessed. After hanging up the phone, I immediately took out my notebook and began writing down everything from the previous night. I wrote for three whole hours until my hand ached. I recorded every detail, every word I remembered, every heartbreaking scene.

⑴ The first sin: pride, especially the kind of pride disguised as spirituality. Those who believe their understanding, their achievements, their gifts are superior to others; those who, in the name of serving God, are actually building their own kingdoms.

⑵ The second sin: hypocrisy. Those who appear pious in public but are far removed from God in their hearts; those who pray only to be heard, worship only to be seen, and give only to be known.

⑶ The third sin: indifference, turning a blind eye to the suffering of others, and being uncaring towards those in need. The Lord especially showed me those who appeared very loving in the church but had no compassion for strangers, the poor, or the marginalized outside the church.

(4) The fourth sin: judging and condemning others, believing oneself to have the authority to judge others' hearts, suppressing them with severity and legalism, yet blindly ignorant of one's own sin.

(5) The fifth sin: greed, not only greed for money, but also greed for power, status, and fame. Those who use the banner of God's Kingdom to actually pursue worldly values.

(6) The sixth sin: bitterness and unforgiveness, harboring resentment towards others in one's heart, speaking of love and forgiveness, but clinging tightly to past hurts, allowing them to become poisonous roots.

(7) The seventh sin: spiritual laziness, being content with superficial religious rituals, unwilling to truly pursue knowing God, unwilling to pay the price to follow Christ, and unwilling to deal with one's own sinful nature.

( The eighth sin: division and strife, creating conflict within the church, spreading gossip, forming factions, and undermining the unity of the body of Christ.

My hands are trembling as I finish writing this. Because when I honestly faced these eight sins, I had to admit that, to some extent, I had also committed some of them. The realization that I was no more holy than those I was warning brought me deep humility.

Note: Pastor Park Young-gu's testimony: An angel led me into a heavenly house

When we entered my room, I saw two certificates hanging on the wall, so I went over to read them.

The first certificate recounted that when I was 18, I lived in an orphanage. On Christmas Day, on my way back to church for morning service, I saw an elderly man trembling in the street, and I took off my jacket and gave it to him. This act earned me a reward in heaven.

The second certificate describes a similar incident: I bought some bread for an elderly person with a small amount of money—the amount is not important, nor does it have any significant meaning—such an act must be accompanied by genuine faith.

8. I fasted for three days and then spoke with Pastor Zhang, the regional leader.

For the next three days, I fasted and prayed, drinking only water and refusing all food. I spent most of my time in my room, kneeling before God, weeping, confessing my sins, and seeking His face. I repented of my pride, my hypocrisy, my indifference, and my judgment. I asked God to cleanse me, equip me, and use me.

On the third night, as I knelt in prayer again, I felt a deep peace. I knew God had forgiven me and prepared me; now it was time to take action.

On the fourth morning, I called Pastor Zhang. He was the regional leader of our denomination, a pastor in his seventies who had served the Lord for over fifty years. I had always respected his spiritual wisdom and life. "Pastor Zhang, I need to talk to you," I said. That afternoon, I went to his house and recounted the experience of that night. He listened quietly, his expression serious and focused. After I finished, the room was quiet for a long time. "Let me see what you've written," he concluded. I handed him the notebook. His brow furrowed and relaxed intermittently, his lips trembling slightly, as if in silent prayer.

Half an hour passed before he finally looked up at me. I saw tears in his eyes. "Yan," I said, "I believe what you experienced is true, not only because of your description, but also because these messages are completely consistent with biblical teachings and touch upon the most fundamental issues facing the church today. You couldn't have fabricated them." I felt a tremendous sense of release, and tears welled up in my eyes. Pastor Zhang continued, "You must know that preaching this kind of message is not easy. Many people are unwilling to listen because these words will hurt them; some will oppose you, saying you judge others, are arrogant, and even question your mental state. Are you prepared to face these?"

I remembered the Lord's last words: "Be courageous, because many are unwilling to listen to these words; but be faithful, because this is the mission I have entrusted to you." "I am ready, Pastor Zhang," I said, "not because of any ability I possess, but because this is the Lord's command." The old pastor nodded, a relieved smile on his face. "Good."

9. Pastor Zhang arranged for me to share my testimony at a pastors' meeting.

So, we need to act cautiously and wisely. This Saturday evening, our denomination is having a pastors' meeting with about forty pastors and preachers. I'll arrange for you to share your testimony there. We'll start with the pastors, giving them an opportunity to repent and be renewed, and then share with the wider congregation. What do you think? I nodded in agreement; it sounded like a wise plan.

Over the next few days, I resumed my normal church work while preparing to share my testimony. Saturday finally arrived. I drove to the meeting place, praying incessantly along the way, asking God for courage and wisdom. When I arrived, many pastors were already there; I recognized some of them, and we greeted each other briefly. The meeting began at 7 p.m., starting with worship, followed by several pastors sharing their ministry testimonies. The atmosphere was harmonious.

Around 8:30 p.m., Pastor Zhang stood up and said, "Brothers and sisters, tonight I would like to invite Pastor Lin Ya'en to share a special testimony, a message we need to listen to carefully and examine." I took a deep breath and stepped forward. Pastors, brothers and sisters, my testimony may shock you, even make you uncomfortable. I ask that each of you listen with an open and humble heart, for this is not my own word, but a revelation from the Lord Jesus Christ. I saw some people's expressions become curious, while others showed doubt. I continued, beginning my testimony from that night, and how the Lord revealed to me eight sins that He most abhorred.

The first sin – pride. I emphasize the kind of self-exaltation in service. The Lord showed me some pastors on the pulpit, preaching the truth, yet their hearts were basking in the praise and worship of their congregations. They were not building God's kingdom, but their own reputation. I saw some pastors bow their heads, and some people's faces turned pale.

The second sin – hypocritical worship and prayer. How many times have we prayed in public, using flowery words, while thinking only of how others would judge us?

The third sin – indifference to the suffering of others. Have we confined our love to our own comfortable little circle, forgetting that the Lord commanded us to love those who are near us? The atmosphere in the meeting room began to grow heavy.

The fourth sin – judging and condemning others. The Lord showed me pastors who used legalism to suppress their flocks, demanding harsh standards of others while remaining blind to their own weaknesses. At that moment, I saw an elderly pastor clench his fist, tears streaming down his face.

The fifth sin – greed. Some church pastors are not only greedy for money, but also for power, status, and fame.

The sixth sin – bitterness and unforgiveness. Many servants of God harbor resentment towards their fellow workers and those who have hurt them. They teach forgiveness from the pulpit, yet their own hearts are consumed by bitterness.

The seventh sin – spiritual laziness. We are content with the form of Sunday services, but we haven't waited quietly before God for a long time, nor have we paid the price for knowing Him.

The eighth sin – division and strife. The enemy loves nothing more than creating divisions in the church. When pastors are at odds, and the congregation forms factions, the body of Christ is torn apart—how painful this is for God! As I spoke this part, several pastors stood up, embraced each other, and wept.

10. The Room Filled with the Holy Spirit After I Finished Speaking of the Eight Sins

When I finished speaking of the eight sins, the entire room was filled with the presence of the Holy Spirit. Many people knelt down and began to confess and pray; some wept loudly, while others repented softly. Pastor Zhang stepped forward, his face covered in tears, and his voice trembled as he said:

"Brothers and sisters, tonight God speaks to us through Sister Yan's testimony, urging us to come together before God, honestly confess our sins, and ask Him to cleanse and renew us." For the next two hours, the meeting became a profound confession and repentance session. Some pastors apologized to one another, acknowledging jealousy and competition among them. Some admitted to pride and self-centeredness in their ministry.

A young pastor approached me, his eyes red and swollen, and said:

"I've always considered myself a faithful servant, but tonight God shone upon me, making me realize that many things I did were for others to see and to gain their approval."

An older pastor came over and said:

"Yan, thank you for your courage to share this message. I've been pastoring for thirty years, and tonight I truly saw the pride deep within my heart. I always thought my methods and theological understanding were the most correct; tonight, God shattered my pride."

That night, we met until after midnight. No one wanted to leave because the presence of the Holy Spirit was so real and so powerful. We prayed together, worshiped together, confessed our sins together, and forgave one another. At the end of the meeting, Pastor Zhang stood up again, saying that tonight was just the beginning, and we needed to take this message back to our respective churches. But before we did these things, we had to ensure that our lives had been dealt with and were genuine.

11. My Life Changed

I got home at 2 a.m. that night. Exhausted, yet filled with peace and joy, I knelt by the bed, thanking God for using me, this weak vessel.

The next day was Sunday, and I preached in my church as usual, but with unprecedented power and authenticity. I was no longer preaching from a spiritual high ground, but as a sinner in need of salvation, seeking God's face with the congregation. That day, I chose to speak about the first sin: pride. I confessed my pride, my self-righteousness, and my self-centeredness. The congregation listened attentively, many with tears in their eyes.

For the next few weeks, I followed my plan, preaching about one sin each Sunday, each sermon bringing profound reflection and repentance. The atmosphere in the church began to change, becoming more authentic and free. Because when people stop pretending to be perfect and honestly acknowledge their weaknesses and needs, mutual support can occur.

A sister approached me after a service, tears streaming down her face, and said:

"Pastor, for years I've pretended to be spiritual in church, but my heart is filled with bitterness and unforgiveness. Today your message was like a ray of light, shining into the darkest corner of my heart. I want change, I want true freedom."

I realized that the vision the Lord gave me was not just a message, but an invitation—an invitation to move away from superficial religious activities and return to a true relationship with God, from feigned holiness to honest repentance. But I also knew that the real test was yet to come.

12. Opposition Begins

One day, I received a call from a pastor who hadn't attended the meeting, but whose tone was unfriendly:

"Pastor Lin, I've heard your testimony, claiming that Jesus personally appeared to you and told you about the eight sins God most abhors. Don't you think that's dangerous? The Bible has fully revealed God's will; we don't need new revelation. And by saying this, aren't you judging and condemning other pastors?"

I took a deep breath and prayed silently, asking God for a wise response:

"Pastor, I completely agree that the Bible's revelation is complete and sufficient. Not a single word of the visions I experienced goes beyond or contradicts the teachings of the Bible. In fact, those eight sins can all be found in the Bible. What the Lord revealed to me was to allow these truths to touch my heart more deeply, and also the heart of the church. As for judgment, I first judge myself; before sharing these messages, I confess my own sins."

The other person was silent for a moment, then said, "In any case, I think you need to be careful. Not everyone will accept this message."

He was right. In the days that followed, I encountered even more doubt and opposition. Some people posted articles on social media, implying that I was creating panic and making judgments. Some said I was too radical and disrupting the harmony of the church. Even a few members left our church, saying it had become too heavy. This opposition caused me great pain; for several nights, I couldn't sleep, wondering if I had done something wrong.

But every time I doubted myself like this, I returned to the memory of that night. I remembered the light, the Lord's presence, and His last words to me: "Be courageous, for many are unwilling to hear these words; but be faithful, for this is the mission entrusted to you."

13. My Father's Encouragement One evening, my father called; he had heard from my mother everything I had been through and the opposition I faced. "Daughter," his voice was old but firm, "Do you remember what I said to you the day you decided to become a pastor?" I said, "This path is not easy, and now you should understand what I mean." When you preach the truth, there will always be people who are unwilling to listen, even attacking you, but that's not a reason to stop. He paused, then continued, "You know what?

In China, your great-grandmother served ten years in prison for obeying God's calling. She was criticized, humiliated, and isolated, but she never regretted it, because she knew that God's calling is more important than human approval. Faith flows in your veins; don't be afraid, daughter, be faithful to the end." My father's words greatly encouraged me. I realized that I wasn't fighting alone; behind me were my predecessors of faith, witnesses like clouds in the sky. More importantly, there was the Lord who called me, and He promised to be with me.

At the same time, I saw the beautiful fruit this message bore; more and more people experienced life transformation.

(1) A brother, who had served in the church for many years and was always considered a very spiritual person, wept and confessed before the whole church after hearing the message about pride and hypocrisy. He admitted that he had been pretending for many years, serving for recognition, and giving to let others know his generosity. After that day, he changed. His ministry became quiet and genuine, no longer needing applause, because he knew God was watching him.

(2) A couple, their marriage on the verge of collapse, had been feigning happiness. When they spoke of bitterness and unforgiveness, they finally opened their hearts, acknowledging the accumulated hurt and resentment. Through counseling and prayer, they learned true forgiveness, and their marriage became more tolerant of each other.

(3) A young sister often judged others, using harsh standards to measure other Christians. When she realized her own pride and self-righteousness, she was utterly broken; God softened her heart, teaching her compassion and kindness. Now, she is one of the gentlest and most loving people in the church.

14. Sharing My Testimony Again at a Large Conference

A few months later, our denomination held an even larger conference, inviting hundreds of pastors and leaders from different regions. Pastor Zhang again arranged for me to share this testimony. This time, I was no longer afraid, knowing that I was not preaching my own words, but the Lord's.

That day, I recounted the entire experience, communicating in detail the eight sins, and testifying that this message changed many lives. I didn't shy away from the opposition and doubts; instead, I honestly shared my struggles and weaknesses. When I finished, the entire hall was silent. Then, starting from the back rows, someone stood up, then a second, then a third, and soon everyone in the hall was standing. They weren't applauding, but praying for over five hours. Countless pastors and leaders came to the front, knelt down to confess their sins, forgive one another, and resolve to repent.

I saw the Holy Spirit at work, healing broken hearts, restoring lost relationships, and rekindling lukewarm faith. After that special meeting, the message spread even wider. Some recorded my testimony and posted it online; some invited me to share in different churches; some wrote articles about the eight sins and translated them into different languages. Amidst these external effects, my own life was also changing.

15. I Became a New Creation

That night's experience taught me to be honest before God, no longer pretending or hiding anything. I learned true humility, knowing that I too am a sinner who has received grace. I learned to rely entirely on God, not on my own abilities or wisdom. Now, when I stand on the pulpit, I no longer seek applause or praise, but only to faithfully proclaim God's word. When I shepherd my flock, I no longer suppress them with law and rules, but guide them with love and truth. When I face my weaknesses and failures, I no longer try to cover them up, but honestly come before God to receive His forgiveness and renewal.

Every day when I wake up, I kneel down and re-offer myself to the Lord, asking Him to continue to use me, cleanse me, and renew me. I know the road is long, and there will be many challenges and oppositions, but I am no longer afraid! Because I know that as long as I faithfully follow the Lord's calling, proclaim His truth, and live a truly holy life, He will be with me. The eight sins that God abhors—pride, hypocrisy, indifference, judgment, greed, bitterness, sloth, and division—still constantly remind me in my heart.

I now understand that true holiness is not outward perfection, but inner truthfulness and loyalty to God. True piety is not the accumulation of religious rituals, but an intimate relationship between life and God. True service is not about building one's own fame and kingdom, but about exalting Christ and glorifying His name. My prayer to God is that everyone who hears this testimony may, like me, be illuminated by God's light and see the true state of their own hearts. All glory to the Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
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