Darin.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the historic hull over the headline.
Your work in the Metro East St. Louis corridor—packaging for defense, driving piles for foundations, machining precision patterns. Then, without applause, you secured the status for a historic riverboat in Brighton while others sought rest. I was there for every one.
Every pattern you engineered was preparation.
You mastered the weight of defense logistics, the depth of pile driving, the tolerance of fabrication. You thought you were serving industry. 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 body cannot stand on solid ground. It cannot preserve the heritage I entrust to it.
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 Darin Werts