Bishop.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the long obedience in Charlotte.
Since 1990 at The Park Church — growing the flock from 250 to 4,000+. Breaking the 186-year barrier as the first African-American President of the Baptist State Convention. I was there for every one.
The tension you carried was preparation.
Bridging the predominantly white evangelical world and the African-American Baptist tradition. Holding biblical authority and community transformation together. You thought you were leading a convention. 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 Bridge of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot span the divide. It cannot reconcile the broken lines of tradition and truth.
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 Bishop Claude Richard Alexander Jr.