Jim.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the third of the salary for the sake of the call.
Nineteen-eighty-nine. You left the paper industry and took one-third the salary to join My work. You opened your home to foster children for eight years though you were once the one abandoned. I was there for every one.
Every night you spent alone was preparation.
Abandoned at five. Mother taken at nine. Left at the funeral by the one who should have stayed. You thought you were surviving the foster system. You were also 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 Voice of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot reach the 6.3 million listening weekly. It cannot tell the orphan they are seen. It cannot guard the home against the machine.
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 Jim Daly