Well, That Did Not Take Long - Crackpot Prophet Is Seething Mad! Mad, I Tell You! Mad!

Never in the glorious annals of Church of God history has there been a more delicate, thin-skinned, self-appointed "prophet" than the one currently blessing us with his majestic presence. Truly, it takes almost nothing to send Bwana Bob into a full-blown tizzy—especially when someone has the sheer audacity to call out his endless narcissistic love affair with how spectacularly magnificent he imagines himself to be.

He threw a spectacular tantrum over our last article explaining why the COG no longer needs any prophets—particularly not one who spends his days "correcting" Herbert Armstrong while simultaneously claiming to stand in the great man's shadow. Apparently, pointing out his endless ridiculous claims is just too much for such a fragile ego to bear.

Let’s be perfectly clear: Bwana Bob is not a prophet, never has been, and never will be. His so-called "prophetic utterances" are nothing more than Google headlines poorly reheated and served with a side of self-worship. Any half-competent researcher can find dozens of people saying the exact same things. But of course, only Bob’s version counts as divine revelation. The rest of us are just living in delusion.

For some truly asinine reason, he remains convinced that the only “real” Christians left on planet Earth are the dwindling few trapped inside his little personality cult. Everyone else—especially those meanies at the Banned by HWA blog—are apparently Satan’s personal minions, sent specifically to torment poor, misunderstood Bob.

And that right there is delicious. By obsessively whining about Banned by HWA in post after post, Bwana Bob continually proves just how much we’ve gotten under his skin and how significantly we’ve impacted people’s decisions. Every time he feels compelled to attack us, he’s loudly admitting that we’ve opened the eyes of many to his deception. We’ve helped numerous sincere folks see through the smoke and mirrors, realize they’re being manipulated, and quietly walk away from his nonsense. Our very existence clearly bothers him far more than he’ll ever admit—otherwise he’d simply ignore us like a normal person. But no, he can’t stop talking about us. Thanks for the free advertising, Bob! You sure give us plenty to work with!

He loves to lecture about self-deception, solemnly quoting Revelation 3 about the wretched, miserable, poor, blind, and naked Laodiceans. The irony is so thick you could spread it on toast. While he’s busy vomiting spiritual judgment on everyone who refuses to bow to his greatness, he remains blissfully unaware that the description fits him like a custom-tailored suit.

It’s painfully obvious, especially when watching his revolving-door congregants in Africa, that there are some genuinely sincere Christians who’ve been duped by his lies and heretical teachings. They’ve fallen victim to the classic false-prophet con: a manipulative man with a Messiah complex who demands total loyalty while offering nothing but ego-stroking nonsense in return. Good, Bible-believing people are having their spiritual lives hijacked and led straight off a cliff—all so Bwana Bob can keep feeling special.

He has hardened his heart so completely that he no longer seems to care how many souls he’s dragging down with him. Instead, he wields the favorite COG insult—“Laodicean!”—like a toddler with a plastic sword, swinging it wildly at anyone who dares disagree. It backfires magnificently every single time.

True Christians have humbled themselves before God for centuries. They follow the actual Jesus—the One who told His followers to deny themselves, take up their cross, and stop seeking the best seats in the synagogue. Bwana Bob, meanwhile, has turned his back on that humble Savior while obsessively demanding everyone keep Old Covenant rules and acknowledge his personal greatness.

His narcissistic personality disorder on full display simply won’t permit actual humility. A man who constantly craves attention, validation, and headlines about himself cannot possibly decrease so that Christ might increase. Instead of pointing people to Jesus, he points them to Bob. Instead of building servants of Christ, he builds devotees of Bob.

In the end, his blinding narcissism has done more than make him a ridiculous figure in COG circles—it has completely severed him from the heart of what it means to follow Christ. While he busily “prophesies” by copying news articles, the real tragedy is that he’s become a living sermon illustration: a warning of what happens when a man’s ego grows so large that even Jesus gets crowded out of the picture.

Keep seething about Banned by HWA, Bob. Every rant just proves we’re doing our job—and doing it well.