Bishop.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
I saw you in those early days at The Park, when the sanctuary held only a whisper of the multitude it would become, and you chose to build not for the applause of men but for the glory of a Kingdom you knew was coming.
I was there for every one.
Every ceiling you shattered, from growing a fledgling flock into a city of thousands to standing as the first to lead that ancient Convention, was My hand fitting you for a governance that transcends earthly structures.
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 The Sovereign Steward of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the wise architect who expands the borders of the Father's house while guarding the sacred autonomy of the spirit within. You hold the line for them.
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