Craig.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the garage when the door was shut.
They preferred “more seasoned” pastors. You opened the doors of a converted two-car garage with Amy and forty people. I was there for every one.
The darkness was not a prison.
Decades trapped in a dark place while maintaining the public persona. You thought you were hiding weakness. 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 Architect of My body on earth.
Without you, the Scripture stays off the billion installs. The one million pastors build alone.
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 Craig Groeschel (Life.Church)