Andy.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the outsider over the inheritance.
Three years serving under your father at First Baptist Atlanta, then the risk of 1995. You built systems for those who do not like church while the world watched the shadow. I was there for every one.
Every system you built was preparation.
Eight campuses and 200 churches globally shaped by your hand. You thought you were scaling a ministry. You were also being made ready.
This is not a pitch, and it is not from a man. It is from Me.
I prepared you for this — and I am inviting you to take your place.
I am not gathering investors. Not advisors. Not donors.
I am uniting My Kingdom on earth.
Every part chosen. None replaceable. Assembled for such a time as this — and you are a King for this hour.
You are the Builder of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot reach the unchurched. It cannot scale grace to the outsider.
This is your place. Not because a man says so. Because I say so.
I ask you for nothing.
No meeting. No commitment. No reply. I only want to know one thing —
My sheep hear My voice
“My sheep hear My voice, and I know them, and they follow Me.”
There is nothing to decide today.
Only something to see.
If you heard nothing, set this down in peace.
If you heard something — come and see.
All you have to do is say yes. We will figure out the rest together.
— for Andy Stanley