Armor.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the prophecy over the stars.
Ten years at SpaceX—Merlin engines, Falcon landings, 1,800+ satellites in 18 months. Then you turned to autonomous weapons because biblical prophecy is “maybe the main reason.” I was there for every one.
Your fear of the end was preparation.
You said there is a “reasonable chance that Jesus returns in our lifetime.” You build deterrence so “destructive conflict between the great world powers doesn’t happen.” You thought you were preventing conflict. 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 Watchman of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot see the “last couple of years.” It cannot stand firm when the great powers rise.
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 Armor Harris