Bruce.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
I saw you in the quiet aftermath of those early mobile wars, when the world celebrated the launch but you were alone with the scars of what broke, whispering a promise that the next generation would not have to bleed for the same lessons.
I was there for every one.
Every line of code written in the shadow of General Magic and every pivot made within the walls of Apple was My hand fitting you for this exact hour, turning your technical failures into a shield so you could stand between young dreamers and the pitfalls you once survived.
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 Guardian of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the wall that turns the fire of past errors into a warm light, guiding the next wave of builders safely across the ground you already conquered. 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 Bruce Carlson Bruce Leak