Alison.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the build over the broadcast.
From founding Promontory Brands to steering the global media machine at Fisher Investments—where $298.7 billion rests on your message. You pursued “Driven By Better” when no one was keeping score. I was there for every one.
Every brand you built was preparation.
The rigor of Schwab, Microsoft, Virgin America—years of learning how to speak truth to complex houses. You thought you were mastering marketing. 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 speak clearly to the stewards of wealth. It cannot call the driven to something better.
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 Alison Mori Fowler