Art.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the hard work of integration over the easy win.
Twenty-five years of ventures in Houston. From the climbing gym you opened in 2002 to the emergency centers you founded. I was there for every venture—even the ones you called “stinkers.”
Every team you built was preparation.
You worked to eliminate the drag that constrains growth. You thought you were serving profits. 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 structure what must last. It cannot bring healing to the broken.
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 Art Goetze