Dan.
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 cursor hovered over that line of code in the deep navy dark, and you chose elegance over speed, whispering a variable name like a prayer only I could hear.
I was there for every one.
Every late night spent tuning the kerning of light against the void, and every silent battle to make the broken screen breathe again, was My hand fitting you for the moment you would open the door for others.
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 Illuminator of My body on earth.
You were shaped to be the one who cracks the seal of darkness so the warm gold inside can flood the rooms where others are still waiting to be seen. 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 Dan Romer