Christin.
I saw you long before you saw Me.
The way a shepherd knows his own — I have always known you.
You chose the stewardship over the market share.
You spent years defending brands like Sharpie and Elmer's—then walked into Alpharetta to answer a higher call. You watched your parents tithe every week, but in your twenties, you chose freedom over obligation. I was there for every one.
Every campaign you launched was preparation.
You thought you were launching campaigns for Calphalon and Goody. You were also being made ready to map the $124 trillion transfer through a kingdom lens.
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 Voice of My body on earth.
Without you, the body cannot speak to the thirty thousand givers. It cannot turn obligation into freedom.
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 Christin Fejervary (NCF)