Bradd.
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 over the quick sale.
Since 2004, you have walked through 274 doors in McKinney and Frisco—negotiating the fine print, explaining the tax advantages, staying when the transaction was hard. I was there for every closing.
Every complex negotiation was training.
The pressure of the Dallas market, the demand to close in as little as 15 days, the weight of guiding physicians and attorneys through their largest purchase—this was not merely business. You thought you were building a reputation. 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 weary have no place to stand. The body cannot find its footing without those who know how to lay the foundation.
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 Bradd Conyne