Beware of false prophets, who come to you in sheep's clothing but inwardly are ravenous wolves. You will know them by their fruits. Are grapes gathered from thorns or figs from thistles? In the same way every good tree bears good fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, nor can a bad tree bear good fruit. Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus you will know them by their fruit. Matthew 7:15-20; Mark 8:15
This old earth is hostile territory; it is like a war zone strewn with half-dead bloodied up bodies. God shudders when He sees how powerful dead souls can be. In the beginning, when peace and order pervaded pretty Eden, trees were created that produced seeds after their own kind and the fruit thereof. But pride and arrogance were wedded and their intercourse gave birth to hypocrisy. A diabolical deluge of two-faced monsters swarming the face of the earth like maggot infested fruit infecting everything in their path, even the Bride. Beware! Step aside.
This mark sits calmly on the front porch neither outraged, nor horrified, nor even fretting.
Some prophets are false, some fruit is bad. This mark is never confused by it all, but simply glances down at the fallen fruit that relieved burdened branches and carefully selects the ripest juiciest most colorful to fill its mouth with delight.
Does your local prophet produce love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, mildness, fidelity, modesty, continence, and chastity? Do you?