Debra.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the quiet work behind the scenes.
Twenty-five years at SGR&M. From 2006 to 2018 building ClutterFlies—you thoroughly enjoyed the work and the people. Toiling away for others in downtown Fort Worth. I was there for every one.
Every season you organized was preparation.
You thought you were simply organizing spaces or transcribing words. 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 Hands of My body on earth.
Without you, the body loses its order. It cannot sustain the work through the details only you see.
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 Debra Periman