You are reading this because you were seen. Not researched. Not targeted. Seen — the way a shepherd knows his own before they know themselves.

What follows is not a proposal. It is a witness — an account of who you are, what you carry, and what the world would lose if you carried it alone. It asks you for nothing.

Before any of it, I only hope you feel how God has seen you — across fifty years, from a hotel room in Jerusalem to the storms you still fly into. Read it the way you'd read a letter from a friend. There is no hurry, and there is nothing owed.