Don.
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 weight of the title 'Doctor' felt heavier than the truth it promised, and you chose to lay down your credentials in the quiet of your study just to hear My voice without the noise of your own achievement.
I was there for every one.
Every hour you spent dissecting the complexities of the mind and every moment you wrestled with the limits of human understanding was My hand fitting you for a wisdom that no degree could ever confer.
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 True Scholar of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the one who translates the deep things of My Spirit into a language the broken mind can finally understand. 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 Don Allen Jr Phd