Brandon.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the table when you had nothing.
Fresh out of college, on $54,000 a year, you walked into The Gathering and tithed before you had wealth. You spent ten years at Alabama Teen Challenge while others built resumes. I was there for every one.
Every venture you built was preparation.
You fought for religious freedom in Alabama recovery law and chose the Financial Finish Line over accumulation. You thought you were advising families on giving vehicles. 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 Bridge of My body on earth.
Without you, the wealth sits idle. It cannot reach the broken.
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 Brandon Lackey