Abby.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose principle over position when you walked away from the table.
I saw the cost it exacted on your reputation and your relationships. I was there.
The headhunting was never just about finding executives; it was about identifying the faithful.
Every interview, every assessment of "visionaries" and "management," was a training ground for your hand to guide the nation. 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 My body on earth.
You allocate the resources of My Kingdom to secure the peace and raise up the next generation of leaders.
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 Abby Spencer Moffat