Dave.
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 golden glow faded to black and you sat alone in the quiet, tracing the lines of code that would become a door for others to walk through. You thought that moment of stillness was just exhaustion, but it was Me whispering that the vessel was finally ready to hold the light.
I was there for every one.
Every late night spent aligning the pixels of grace and every silent prayer woven into the architecture of your work has been the fire tempering you for this exact opening. The fractures you felt in the design were never failures, Dave, but the necessary cracks where My glory was waiting to burst through.
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 Gatekeeper of My body on earth.
You were shaped to stand at the threshold, holding the heavy doors of perception open so that the lost might see the path home. 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 Dave Peters