Douglas.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
The choice to sanctify the engine.
When the world expected you to maximize return, you chose to maximize dignity. I was there. In the boardrooms where profit could have been king, you bowed to service. You did not hide the light under a basket of commerce; you wired the faith into the foundation.
The quarterback waiting for the snap.
You think the preparation began at Purdue? No. It began in the quiet obedience of a son learning to steward another's vision. Being made ready. Every play called, every grant written, every silent prayer over the family name was training you to hold the weight without being crushed by it.
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 My body on earth.
Not to own the resources, but to direct them where My heart beats strongest. To prove that capital can kneel.
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 Douglas Devos