Dale.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the edge of uncertainty over the safety of success.
Twenty years building firms in Little Rock and Albuquerque. Then the flights to Kigali between 2004 and 2007—before the foundation was laid. I was there for every one.
Every year in finance was preparation.
You thought you were building firms and exiting to AutoZone. You were also being made ready to build businesses that serve the poor.
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 Bridge of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot connect American business to Rwandan development. It cannot turn success into significance.
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 Dale Dawson