Catherine.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
Stop searching the database for a peace that only I can write.
You spend your days organizing the world's information, trying to find the right query to fix the broken systems around you. But you cannot query your way into rest. I was there in the silence between your keystrokes, waiting for you to log off and simply be held.
I am indexing the quiet moments you thought were wasted.
You worry that when you aren't producing, you aren't growing. You fear the downtime. But I have been using the waiting seasons to defrag your heart, clearing out the cache of other people's expectations. Being made ready often looks like doing nothing, while I do everything.
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 Witness of My body on earth.
Not the manager. Not the fixer. The one who sees Me when the systems fail.
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 Catherine Dacquisto