Dr.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
I saw you when you stood before the microphone, your voice trembling not with fear but with the weight of your father's wisdom, choosing to pour out his simple lessons on character rather than seek the applause of the crowd.
I was there for every one.
Every hour you spent in the quiet shadow of a man who cleaned floors with dignity, and every tear shed while translating his humble vernacular into a language the world could hear, was the sacred fire that tempered you for this exact assignment.
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 Translator of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the bridge where the profound truth of the father's heart is made clear to the sons who have forgotten how to listen. 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 Dr Rick Rigsby