Derek.
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 silence of your study grew heavy and you chose to lay down the certainty of your own understanding to listen for a whisper that defies every thesis you have ever written.
I was there for every one.
Every hour spent dissecting the depths of human thought and every moment you surrendered your intellect to the mystery was the specific fire that tempered your spirit to hold a truth too vast for mere academia.
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 Illuminated Scholar of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the bridge where deep wisdom meets divine revelation, translating the eternal into a language the hungry mind can finally breathe. 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 Derek Webster Phd