Christine.
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 screen's warm glow faded and the silence of that room held the weight of your unspoken prayers, long before the code was written or the colors chosen. You thought you were alone in the quiet labor of your heart, but I was there, counting every tear and every hope you tucked away behind the scenes.
I was there for every one.
Every moment you spent weaving light out of darkness, every time you chose beauty when the world offered only noise, has been My hand fitting you for this precise hour. The fires you walked through were not to consume you, Christine, but to temper your spirit until it could hold the glory I am about to reveal.
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 Weaver of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the one who gathers the scattered threads of My creation and binds them back together into a tapestry that reflects My heart. 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 Christine Burke