For those of us living in the Northern Hemisphere, we are now officially in winter. The leaves have long since fallen from deciduous woodland canopies and the bite of winter hardens the earth beneath my feet. It is that time when the warmth of the sun is replaced by the glow of the wood-burning stove, and the donning of hat and gloves brings added protection against the invading chill. It is the seasonal cycle I have always known, and yet as I consider this ebb and flow, I recognise a parallel with my own life — that I am not only in meteorological winter, but in life also. This is not something to resist, but to embrace, because
life is about living in the moment; for only then are we able to appreciate the gift each season brings and the wisdom that whispers to the discerning heart.
As I reflect upon 2025, I am filled with deep gratitude for the Lord. Not just because of all He has done through Call2Come, but more because of His tender mercies in my life. Of course, it is right to honour Him for the wonderful ways in which the Bridal message has been spread far this year — including Asia, Africa, Europe, and the Caribbean — but more than what He has enabled me to do by His grace, it is whose He reminds me I am in His love. For I am His, and His desire is toward me. He is home, and I have learnt that life is more than a journey to the nations, but an inward pursuit of our Bridegroom who lives within the heart.
It has been this contemplative life of the last eighteen years that has anchored me to a different rhythm from all the years of my earlier Christian experience and brought me closer to His heart than I ever deserved or imagined possible. It was there, in the silence of His presence, that I was first awakened to Bridal longing, and where the Call2Come mandate was birthed: to romance the Bride, contend for her birthright, and prepare for her a pathway that would lead home. And it is there that the Call2Come prophetic voice has resided ever since — not shouting from palace rooftops or social media platforms, but most often under the radar; not requiring social influence, but partnership with Heaven.
As winter teaches us, seasons change, and what was once vibrant and colourful must be allowed to fall away. Winter creeps upon us without fanfare or permission, yet it carries with it the possibility of transition — a gestation of Divine Will that cannot be hurried by the urgency of the day but only entered through surrender to silence and Heaven’s protocols.
As I close this reflection, I want to say this plainly: I believe the Church has approached a decisive threshold. Not one marked by outward escalation, but by inward ascent. What the Lord has chiselled in hiddenness requires a different lens to recognise it.
In my next post, I will share what I believe this moment means for us as the Bride, and why 2026 will demand a recalibration — not toward activity or ambition, but toward identity, stillness, and union. This will not echo many popular prophetic narratives, but flows from the same place Call2Come has always listened: beneath the noise, in the quiet companionship of the Bridegroom.
If you have ears to hear, I invite you to journey with me.
Mike
Call2Come
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