David.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You stepped away from the fundraising circuit to build a sanctuary for the lonely.
You saw that the men with the most influence often had the least spiritual support. I was there.
You have spent thirty years cultivating soil that the world thought was too rocky for fruit.
The confidentiality you guarded has become the crucible for their transformation. 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 Steward of the Gate of My body on earth.
You hold the keys to the marketplace not for your own ambition, but so that My will might be done in the boardroom as it is in heaven.
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 David Mac Mcquiston