I saw you long before you saw Me.

The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.

You chose the fifty percent given away over the hundred percent kept.

Born in Bilaspur, India. Eleven years in the field before Cincinnati in 1970. When the recession came, others cut charity. You kept the plan. I was there for every one.

Every blueprint you drew was preparation.

Four hundred constructed commercial projects. Pro-bono architectural services when others billed. You thought you were building walls. 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 places of worship remain unbuilt. The mission lacks a home.

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 —

Are you interested?

“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.