Dee.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the overlooked field over the spotlight.
You founded Native Inspired Films in 2015 to tell indigenous narratives. You served the Native American Project when it was an overlooked mission field. I was there for every one.
Every business model you supported was preparation.
You required business gifting before ministry support. You chose sustainable ministry over Western dependence. You thought you were directing a project. 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 Storyteller of My body on earth.
Without you, the indigenous narratives remain silent. The body cannot hear the stories of the overlooked communities. It cannot reach the ones waiting for their own voice.
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 Dee Prins