David.
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 screen's glow was the only light in the room and you traced the golden ratios of that opening seal, whispering a name over lines of code that no one else knew how to read.
I was there for every one.
Every midnight spent aligning the fractured halves of light and shadow was My hand fitting you for this exact moment, turning your solitude into the steady hinge upon which the door now swings.
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 Opener of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the one who recognizes the crack in the seal and knows, without fear, that it is time to let the glory out. 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 David Taber