Chase.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the quiet room over the crowded stage.
Thousands of hours of meditation practice in Georgetown. You sought peace in the silence while the world rushed. I was there for every one.
Every year of fidelity was preparation.
Ten years as a husband. A father to three. You thought you were serving your family. 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 Guide of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot calm the overactive mind. It cannot speak peace to the weary seeker.
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 Chase Storm Gielda