Chris.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
I saw you when the stadium lights of Atlanta and Sydney faded, and you chose to trade the roar of the crowd for the quiet, unglamorous work of shielding others from the hurdles you once leaped.
I was there for every one.
Every steeplechase barrier you cleared and every financial storm you have helped a family weather was My hand fitting you for this moment, turning your memory of fragility into an unshakeable armor for those you serve.
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 Steady Guardian of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the calm presence who stands between My people and the sudden fall, ensuring their legacy remains intact long after the race is run. 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 Chris Unthank